Pull you out of the wreckage

One

It's 8 A.M.

This hell I'm in

Seems I've crossed the line again

For being nothing more than who I am

So break my bones

And throw your stones

We all know that life ain't fair

~Bully by shinedown

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Alex's pov

My alarm sounded walking me from my peaceful sleep. I groaned and shut my alarm off. I wanted to lay in bed but I remembered it was my first day of school and I had to go. I quickly dressed and went into the bathroom to finish getting ready.

I looked in the mirror and cringed at my reflection. I had a black eye after last night and it hurt to move, all thanks to my dad. I sighed and covered my eye and finished getting ready. I looked at the time on my phone, 7:15. I groaned as I realized I had to leave unless I wanted to be late. I glanced out the window and saw my dads car missing from the drive. I let out a sigh of relief and made my way to school.

I plugged my headphones in and made it to school half an hour later. I went to the office and got my schedule which took all of five minuets, leaving me to ten to get to class. I walked down the hall with my eyes trained on my schedule and map. I started to shake as I noticed people watching me. I stayed calm until I ran into someone. I tripped and dropped everything, I gathered my things as everyone around laughed. I ran to the bathroom down the hall, my hands shaking and chest tightening. Of course I had to have an episode now. I ran into a stall muffling the laughter. I put my head on my knees and let the tears I've held in fall. With everyone in class I figured I would be able to just hide here for the period and calm down without anyone finding me, as I thought that I heard someone walk in. Fuck someone is going to find me. I hate being seen having a panic attack, I end up judged and seen as a freak.

Jack's pov

My day was off to a horrible start. I hadn't even made it to my locker before Zack and Rian decided to start on me. They where my main bullies, I say main because everyone torments me since I came out but they are by far the worst.

Before I knew it I was shoved into a locker. I tried to move but Zack put his arm against my throat to trap me.

"Where you going fag," he said. I stayed silent and felt a stinging pain as his hand connected with my cheek.

"Answer when I talk to you," he shouted.

Again I didn't answer and he pushed me to the ground. Before I even had the chance to move he and Rian started kicking me. I felt the pain in my stomach and torso and I knew there where bruises. The bell rang and I received a final punch to the face as they went to class. Tears of pain welled in my eyes. I was used to it but still it fucking hurt. I got to the bathroom and removed my shirt to check the damage. I thought I was the only one in here but the quiet sobbing I heard proved me wrong. I found and opened the stall it was coming from. The sobbing turned to a gasp when the guy noticed me. He stared with me with wide eyes. I was to scared to noticed what he looked like, because shit he saw the bruises and the scars and any new cuts.

A/N: so here is the first chapter I think its crap. I hate the word fag or anything like it but I used it because it fit, sorry if I offended anyone. Chapter 2 may be up soon. Any way comment vote or whatever if anyone is actually reading this. That's all bye ily.