(Your POV)
I walked up to my bedroom with Tyler trialing behind me. I opened my door to my slightly messy room. I had a giant flat screen tv and my room had its own mini fridge full of drinks. I had a queen size bed, a duo monitor set up, and a bunch more crazy stuff. He stood at the door in awe. "Damn..." He said looking around the room. I took my seat in the floor on the beanbag and patted the one next to me. "Come on weirdo," I said giggling. I turned on my X-box controller. He sat down next to me and turned his on.
We played games for hours. He asked if he could spend the night cause his mom is a bitch. Of coarse I said yes. He's fucking hot. I crawled onto my bed and curled up. He slept in my floor, my mom doesn't care. It was really cold outside and inside. I guess he heard me shivering. "Hey y/n.. Are you okay?" He asked, his voice raspy from sleep. "I-I'm just c-c-cold" I stuttered out. I heard a sudden burst of motion coming from him then foot steps heading towards me. He poked my side making me turn over. "Here" he handed me his hoodie. "Oh Tyler you didn't-" -"Just put it on. You're cold." He said heading back to his spot in the floor. I quickly put his hoodie and sunk into the warmth of it. I soon fell back asleep.
The next day Tyler woke up before me. It was a school day and I guess his phone alarm woke him. He walked over and poked my side. "Hey sleepy head. Wake up. We got school." I squirmed and giggled slightly. "That tickles," I smiled and stretched. "I'm going to go get changed. I'll meet you at your front door when I get done. We can walk to school together." He said smiling. "Okay. I'll meet you in a few," I said sitting up in my bed. He smiled as he left my room. I quickly crawled out of my bed and walked to my closet. "Hmm, what to wear, what to wear?" I questioned myself. I finally settled on Tyler's hoodie covering my [fav band] t-shirt, some ripped jeans, and Timberland combat boots. I quickly walked downstairs. "Bye Mom, I'm going to school." I said briefly, waving bye to her. I walked out the door, throwing my backpack over my shoulder and met Tyler. "Told ya i'd meet you here." he said as I approached him. "Yea, yea. Weirdo." I playfully punched his arm.
As we were walking down the sidewalk some classmates of mine pulled up beside us. "Hey y/n, who's this? Your bodyguard?" They said teasing me. That's Kali and Amber, two of the most popular girls in highschool. They like to pick on me A lot and that's where A lot of my depression comes from. I quickly hide my face. "Hey hoe. We're fucking talking to you slut." They said. I quickly dropped my backpack and ran off, hiding my tears. Tyler must think I'm a big baby, a whore, a slut, he must think I'm stupid.
(Tyler's POV)
"Hey hoe, we're fucking talking to you slut." These two girls said from the window of their car towards y/n. She dropped her backpack and ran off. I don't know what hit me but I snapped. "HEY. IF ANYONE IS A FUCKING HOE IT'S YOU TWO BITCHES." I yelled out to them. "SHE DIDN'T DO SHIT TO YOU AND YOU'RE STILL GONNA SIT BACK AND MAKE FUN OF HER. THAT'S FUCKED UP." I continued. "Now. Fuck. Off." I said picking up y/n's bag and began walking in the direction she ran in. I hope y/n is okay, and I know for sure that she isn't a slut or a hoe. She's a virgin. She told me last night. I hope I find her....
(Your POV)
I ran to a bus stop across a couple blocks. Kali and Amber drove past me but they didn't stop to make fun of me. I soon seen Tyler walking towards me. My eyes were stained with tears and I was curled up with my legs in his hoodie. He walked over and sat next to me. I was sobbing. "Y/n.. Don't listen to those girls.." He said wrapping his arm around me. "B-b-but... I am a slut" I said, starting to cry again in my hands. He rubbed my back. "Shh... We need to go to school. Want me to carry you?..." He said smiling at me. "Y-yea.." I said giggling slightly. He stood up in front of me with his back facing me. "Hop on." He said kneeling down in front of me. I crawled onto his back and wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. He stood up and handed me my bag which I put on my back to make it easier to carry. "Off we go!" He said trying to cheer me up. I laid my head on his shoulder and sobbed quietly.
By the time we got to school nearly everyone was there. We checked in at the front desk and the teacher gave me another class to go to. We quickly looked at the paper to see who's class I have next. "Oh. My. God. Y/n that's my class." He said smiling at me like an idiot. "Yay. A fwiend!" I said, still slightly sobbing from what had happened. We quickly walked to his class and took our seats next to each other. The teacher walked in, an older male with khaki pants and a polo t-shirt, his name was Mr. Shnoobypoops. That name is fucking hilarious. "Hello class, I'd like for you to meet Y/n, she got transfered from another class to here." He said motioning me to stand. I stood up and everyone was look at me, the young girl in the far back corner table with a boy. They were all probually wondering why I was transferred and why I chose Tyler to sit next to but they never questioned, just stared. I quickly sat back down and hid my face as I noticed Kali and Amber were in the same class. I buried my face in Tyler's hoodie. Kali spoke up "I heard that Tyler and Y/n got it on last night." Amber joined in. "And she's fucked half the football team" they said aloud to their friends. I started to cry again, I hid my face and sobbed quietly. Tyler noticed. He jumped up and walked over to the girl's table. He slammed his hand on it. "I. Told. You. To. Stop." He demanded, eager to punch one of them. "Oh really. What are you gonna do about it huh? She's a hoe and all she's gonna do is use you. Just like she did to the football team." She said getting up in his face. Tyler growled and walked back to his seat. "...hmph...pussy..." She mumbled. "T-Tyler.... I...I cant breathe..." I said sobbing. "Y/n are you okay?" He said looking at me scared. I started hyperventilating, trying to catch my breath. "Y/n?" He said. "Y/N!" I heard him shouting my name as I slowly faded from reality.
Y/n, you can't run forever. Just give up already. It's over. Just die. No one will miss you. No one cares. Kill. Your. Self.
No. I won't kill myself. I have to hold on. Just for a little while longer. You can do it.
SHUT. UP. YOU CAN'T DO IT YOU SLUT.
YES. I. CAN. Just. Watch. Me.
