Broken (Ziam)

Chapter 1

(Hey y'all I'm writing this chapter lmao TiffanyStyle plus no this isn't modelled after my own Broken so yeah peace)

Liam's POV

I walked into my last class of the day, AP Psychology. I debated taking this class online, well I debated taking all of my classes online so I could stay at home, and away from people, but I know that I'd never do my work if I was at home alone everyday. I mean, who would?
So here I am walking into the classroom, and sitting in a seat two rows away from the front.

I'm pretty sure that if I sit far enough away from the back then I can focus, but if I sit far enough away from the front then I can avoid being questioned. Jackpot right?

Being a new kid in senior year sucks.
Everyone's already picked their friend groups so no one even cares to pay me the time of day.
The only time anyone has spoken to my is in homeroom. There were these two really nice girls, and I can't even remember their names.

The bell broke my away from my thoughts.
I looked up and the class was full.

There were two girls sitting on either side of me and they're were both turned away from me, and speaking to their friends.
Same for the two in front and behind me.

"Ok silence please." The teacher said and closed the door.

He was tall and on the skinnier side with his thick grey hair gelled up.

He took attendance, and then he sat down, and pulled up a PowerPoint.

"So welcome to psychology. This is obviously an AP class, which means I can be faster paced with you guys, so we're going to jump into things today." He said.

There were a couple of groans in the class and I chuckled at everyones dissatisfaction.

"Oh hush, what did you expect? If you wanted an easy class I have regular psychology first period. We can give your guidance counsellors a call." He said.

"Oh yeah for those of you that don't know, my name is Mr. Orlando, but it looks like I've had most of you for my AP Macroeconomics class last year." He said.

"I got a 2 on that exam." A girl from the back said, and a lot of people started to agree.

"Well I gave you a study guide." He shrugged and chuckled.

"Anyways, before we do anything, there's going to be a course long project we are doing that'll be worth four test grades, so I'll be assigning partners based on this quiz." He said and passed back papers.

"This will be due by the end of class and it's very important that you answer truthfully, so that you actually get a decent partner." He said and finally reached me.

I smiled at him and took the paper.

The first question asked what my favourite band was. That was easy.
The Killers.

I speedily answered the questions until I got to one.

What is your greatest fear?

I just couldn't bring myself to answer.

When I was five was the beginning.
Kevin.
He'd lie to me, and persuade me, and in the end he'd just force me.

He did things to me that no child should ever even think of. He made me do things to him that I shouldn't have even known to exist, and if I didn't, he would hit me.

Before that he was the best brother in the world. He was so loving and caring, and one day he just snapped.

My parents never found out, because he was smart, and cautious. Not until just last year when my dad got off of work early to surprise my grandma for her birthday.
He's been in prison since then.