get off of me! /swangs/

Part Three

⚠️TRIGGER WARNING⚠️

The whole football team continued to assault fangs, some even took out fangs' knife and started cutting slashes through his stomach. Finally when they were finished they left him there bleeding and unconscious on the bathroom floor...

Fangs POV

*bell wrings and Fangs wakes up*

"Ughh...." I moaned trying to gain my balance.

I had to hold onto the sink to be stable, but realized this is the mirror that was shattered my my fat body, so I leaned over to the next sink in order to clean myself up.

There are two huge gashes in my face and my lip split open with two black eyes my neck is covered in bruises and cuts well my stomach looks like a scratching post, along with the bloody marks on my wrists. I looked like shit. There was blood EVERYWHERE. I cleaned up most of the blood and exited the bathroom slowly.

Once again with my head low I walked through the crowded halls, getting looks from everyone, but I couldn't care less.

I made my way into the Cafeteria dumping my food in the trash the second I got it.

I sat at an empty table, just wanting this day to be over.

Suddenly I felt a presence next to me.

As I was still looking down I noticed thier shoes.

Combat boots.

Praise the fucking lord.

It was Sweets.

I looked up slowly to see a pained and concerned look on his face.

"Hey..." I said slowly to the big giant beside me, he was now almost a foot taller than me which I loved it made me feel protected, even though really I wasn't and he doesn't know that.

"Bud what happened?" He said in a sad tone, he only called me "Bud" when he was sad or worried.

"Oh nothing really, just a fight," I told him putting my head back down.

Technically I wasn't lying it was a fight...I guess

"Don't tell me this was nothing! Both of us know you're lying!" He said starting to raise his voice at me the same way Reggie does everyday.

I flinched, scared he was gonna hit me, scream at me or just hurt me.

He noticed I seemed scared.

"A-are you s-scared of m-me??" Sweets asked on the verge of tears.

I just stayed still, crouched up in a ball, shaking.

Sweets ran off, I saw tears running down his face as he ran.

'Great Fogarty you cant even talk to your beautiful best friend without hurting him, what a fuck up' i thought to myself as I ran home.