Chapter 5: Nightmare

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Stiles finally finished cleaning before he picked up his bag and painfully made his way upstairs to his room. Wincing every now and then from the effort used to carry his battered body.

He walked into the bathroom and had a quick shower which hurt like hell considering the circumstances. He got out, dryed himself, put on his plain black boxer briefs that fitted him so perfectly and stood in front of the mirror examining his pain ridden body.

His whole body had already started to bruise, his skin slowly started to tint from it's normal fare colour all through to a purple.

He had a black eye that wasn't too bad because it hadn't swelled up and wasn't too dark, he also had a cut on the bridge of his nose, on his right cheek, on his lip and all over his arms, legs and torso. If he dramatized the situation he would've said that he had cuts literally everywhere or that he was broken in a joking manner but somehow he couldn't muster the amusement that would've caused him in the past.

He was in so much pain and his brain was clouded with everything bad that had happened in his life, there wasn't a happy thought left, and that absolutely terrified him to the core. Where was his usual hope? His usual sarcastic, comedic self?

He walked over to his bag, grabbed his book and a pencil and started writing a new song.

Do you ever feel like breaking down?

Do you ever feel out of place,

Like somehow you just don't belong

And no one understands you?

Do you ever wanna run away?

Do you lock yourself in your room

With the radio on turned up so loud

That no one hears you're screaming?

No, you don't know what it's like

When nothing feels alright

You don't know what it's like

To be like me

To be hurt

To feel lost

To be left out in the dark

To be kicked when you're down

To feel like you've been pushed around

To be on the edge of breaking down

And no one's there to save you

No, you don't know what it's like

Welcome to my life

Do you wanna be somebody else?

Are you sick of feeling so left out?

Are you desperate to find something more

Before your life is over?

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