Hurt (Kellic) ON HOLD

Bruised

Do you care that it hurts?

"Kellin, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have done it." Daniel whispers into the phone, sounding genuinely upset.

It's the morning after he came over and left me all alone. It was my fault he left anyways, if anyone should be sorry it's me.

"No, it's ok." I say carefully, I didn't want him to think I was invalidating his apology. "It was my fault, I'm sorry."

"Good, I'm glad everything's good." He breathes, I can hear him smiling through the phone. "I'll see you at school today."

"Yeah, goodbye." I breathe, letting out a a breath I didn't know I was holding when he hung up.

School was not fun, I don't think it is for anyone, but for me it's absolute hell. I was the schools token freak which let me say, is not fun. People make fun of me for everything, but I deserved it for being like this.

I know that the way I am isn't normal but I can't handle the panic attacks and feelings of worthlessness that came with dresses and femininity. Showing up to school wearing baggy men's clothes and choppy shoulder-length hair is practically a death sentence. I was so lucky that Daniel stuck by me and showed me love when no one else did.

Daniel was so perfect and loving. I feel so wonderful having him as my boyfriend and me as his. He did what was best for me and I was so in love with him. I couldn't wait to see him at school, at school he was his kindest. He would show me off and be caring, away from school his anger sometimes came out. It wasn't bad though, it was always my fault, and I'm glad that he isn't afraid to tell me when I'm wrong.

When I arrive at school I get reminded why I hate it so, the looks of hatred and the way that they all shun me. It's awful, but most of the time they leave me alone, except for a few people. I try to stop thinking about how much I hate school and focus on how I get to see Daniel.

"Kellin, good morning." Daniel says, grabbing me from behind, causing me to flinch. He frowns at that but doesn't say anything.

"Morning, see you at lunch?" I ask quietly, placing a small kiss on his cheek.

"Yeah, see yeah." He says dismissively, slapping me on the ass before leaving.

I freeze up at the contact then relax, come on Kellin, this is your boyfriend. Relax.

I walk to my first class of the day, sitting at the back away from as many people as possible, wanting to avoid any unnecessary teasing.

"Hey." I hear a voice beside me, I turn and see a boy I haven't seen before sitting in the desk next to me. "I'm Vic, I'm new."

"Hi, I'm Kellin." I say in my too high pitched voice to the short Mexican boy, his eyebrows furrow when I say my name is Kellin, but he quickly recovers.

I look around and see we are the first two in he room and realize that he probably doesn't want his reputation to be brought down by me.

"By the way, I wouldn't hang around me. It would give you a bad reputation."

"Why is that?" He asks, looking at me strangely, and I hate to push away someone who is trying to be friends with me, but it's better for him.

"This school isn't the most accepting. So if you don't want to be ignored by the general population I recommend not making friends with the schools tranny."

His face drops when he hears me say tranny and I'm glad because he must realize that it's best if he doesn't hang out with me.

"I don't care about that, you seem nice. People are mean, and passing up being friends with someone like you for a reason as stupid as that would be ridiculous." He says looking at me straight in the eyes.

"You aren't too bad Vic." I smile, probably the first real smile in a while. I hold out my hand for him to shake.

"You aren't too bad either Kellin." He says shaking my hand.

My hair must move slightly out of my face because Vic frowns looking at my cheek. I instantly remember the slight bruising that lies there.

"What happened there?" He asks, and my heart seizes. I swallow and try not to panic, why was I panicking? There was no need to panic.

"A rock flew up from a car's wheel while I was walking, it's kind of embarrassing." I say as convincingly as I can, I don't need Vic to worry. We barely know each other and there is nothing to worry about.

"Nice, that sounds like something I would do." He chuckles, shaking his head slightly.

The bell rings, ending our conversation and we both turn to the front to focus on god knows what we will be learning today.