Why, hello there. Well, just a warning there is sexual abuse in this. Don't like it? Don't read it. /: Anyway, the cover on the side was made by @Midnightreads. ^-^ Oh! And I changed the story to Mason's point of view instead of a narrative. I like it better that way. :3
Okay, well enjoy.
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I drove home with a smile on my face. Scarr and Ren were so cool, I had finally made friends after living in this town for 16 years. As I pulled up into my neighbors drive way, my smile immediately turned into a frown. "Welcome back to hell." I said to myself as I got out of the car. I stopped in front of my front door, took a deep breath and slowly opened the door. Mom wasn't home yet and I have no clue where my father is. Probably at a bar getting wasted as usual. I went up the stairs to my room and took my clothes off, leaving me in my boxers. I crawled into bed and turned on my side. I looked at the digital clock on my nightstand, the harsh green numbers glowing back at me. It was six o'clock. I decided to just take a cat nap and drifted off to sleep.
"Dad, what are you doing?" A thirteen year old me shouted. "Stop it that hurts." I said as my dad painfully gripped my arm. "Shut the fuck up. Your mother is going to be out of town for three days and I'm horny." His foul breath said into my ear. At first I didn't understand what he meant, but then I quickly realized as he began to unzip my pants. "Dad, no! Please, I'm your son!" I begged, not understanding why he was doing this to me. "I told you to shut the fuck up." He said more quietly than expected, but with so much anger it scared the crap out of me. As he reached for my boxers I tried to push him away and shouted. "That's it, you asked for it." He said as he raised his fist and punched me in the face. I fell to the floor in pain, it felt as if a bomb had exploded on my face. I grunted from the pain and I'm guessing that made him angry because he kicked me in the stomach and just like that I shut up. He dragged me over to his bed and I couldn't help it, I started crying silent tears. He pulled off my boxers and I sucked in a breath and then he was on top of me. "No, no, no. Why, dad? I'm your son. This is wrong. No!" I cried out into the darkness. "Stop!" I tried to push him off as I screamed and with one final shout, I woke up on my bedroom floor.
I was sweating and my face was covered in tears, back in my sixteen year old body. I reached for the blade under my mattress, unwrapped it from the white paper, and slid it across my skin. I get the same flashback in my nightmares all the time. I hated that bastard for what he did to me, I am so fucked up from that time my mom was out of town three years ago. I will never get over that. Ever since that time, my dad treated me like shit and would beat me before my mom would get home from work. He was just so angry. He told me if I ever told anyone about what he did to me, he would kill me. So as most people would have done, I said nothing. As I was lost in my thoughts, I didn't notice how deep the cuts I was making were. There was blood all over me, my blood and I liked it. I sat there looking at the blood dripping down from my arm and onto my legs. My breath was coming out slow and ragged and that's when I started thinking, I should just end it right now. One quick cut over the place low on my wrist that I always avoid and that'll be it. I'll be gone. With all the pain and memories left behind, it would be over. Just as I was about to cut on that deathly spot on my wrist an image flashed into my mind. It was of a beautiful blue haired girl, sitting across from me laughing. It was Scarrlet and that's when I realized I couldn't do it. I couldn't leave her like that. I put the blade down and suddenly realized how much blood I was covered in. I quickly got up and quietly ran to the bathroom. I hopped into the shower without taking off my boxers and let cool water run down around me. I stuck my arm under the pouring water and hissed as the water came into direct contact with the deep cuts. I scrubbed away at the dried blood on my legs with my hand and let out a depressing sigh.
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I was too scared of having another nightmare last night, so I couldn't fall back asleep. I laid in my bed all night listening to the same song on repeat. I let Escape The Fate drown my thoughts. Before I knew it, it was already time to leave for school. I quickly slipped on black skinny jeans, a black jacket over my DesandNate shirt, and my red Vans. I ran to the bathroom to brush my hair and teeth. I quietly walked down the stairs and was out the door. I was rushing to get to school and see Scarr. Normally, going to school would be the last thing I would be rushing for. But, I just couldn't wait to see Scarrlet. I parked closer to the front than normal and ran out the door. I put my hood up as I quickly walked to my locker and reached inside my pocket for a stick of gum, when I reached my locker I honestly wasn't expecting her to be here this early. But, there she was. Sitting on the floor of the empty hall in front of her locker. She was sitting with her legs crossed and her hooded head was down.
I walked up to my locker, but she didn't look up. I noisily opened my locker and when she still didn't look up I slightly nudged her with my foot. She looked up at me startled and smiled. "Oh, hey." She said, taking out her ear buds. I could hear the loud music coming out of them and recognized the song "Have Faith In Me" by A Day To Remember. "Why are you here so early?" I said down to her as I checked the time on my phone. "Ren dropped me off before he headed to work." She said standing up. She brushed the bottom of her grey jeans with her hands and tilted her head to the side. "Well, why are you here so early?" She questioned, putting her ipod in her bag. "Oh, just wanted to get out of the house." I told her, instinctively pulling my left sleeve lower down my arm. "Alright, walk with me." She said, looking down at where I just pulled my sleeve. We starting walking towards the court yard where all the other kids hung out in the morning. We stood outside for a moment, looking at all the preps. I turned towards her and decided I'd take her to my spot. "Follow me." I said and grabbed her hand leading the way and as soon as our hands touched, I got this really weird feeling at the pit of my stomach. But, I ignored it and continued to walk. We finally reached the spot far behind the school, where there was a huge tree. She let go of my hand wide eyed. "That tree is freaking gigantic." She said in amazement. I chuckled at her and sat down beneath it, patting the spot next to me gesturing her to sit down. She walked over and took a seat.
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, breathing in the chilly air of fall. "I love it here." She said with a smile. "Yeah, me too. No one ever comes back here. Seriously, never. I usually come here when I feel like ditching." I said, looking up at the sky. We sat there for a while in a comfortable silence. She let out a low sigh and I looked at her. "What's on your mind?" I asked looking at her profile. "Oh, just thinking about the new Adventure Time episode." She said laughing. "Is that so?" I said with a smirk, then she got a serious look on her face as she turned towards me. I got nervous all of a sudden and started playing with my hair, I didn't like that serious look on her face. "Finn is one sexy mofo." She said still looking all serious. I froze, my fingers still at the tips of my hair. I looked deep into her eyes, "Not as sexy as Marceline." I said. We stayed looking into each others eyes and then we both broke out laughing. "Oh, God. The look on your face was so serious." I said through deep breaths. "My face? You should've seen your face." She said panting. "We're so stupid." I said, able to breathe again. "The stupidest and don't you forget it." She said with a wink.
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Well, there you have it. One thing, go watch desandnate on youtube. Destery and Nathan are my favorite youtubers that have ever existed. *-* rate/comment/fan <3
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The Scars That Heal
JugendliteraturMason Stone had to grow up quicker than most teenagers with the life that he lived. He struggled with self harm and depression. He hated most people and didn't trust anyone, until he met her anyway. She was the one thing that changed everything.