who cares if I'm here today and gone the next? I'm invisible to everyone except the girls who think I'm less of a man then every other boy but I'm supposed to let it be brushed off....right?
I doubt you'd want to hear my entire story but having someone to hear and relate the pain that I am going through would make every meaningless day that passes by a little better. wait who am I kidding, I'm about to go into college, everyone moved out and I have yet to come out to my friends as gay knowing that they would try to overexaggerate it, at the same time tell the whole school only to humiliate me even more.
so what the point of even living...
"hey, Lucas wake up your drooling all over your textbook!" Imane loudly whispered while she shook me to her heart's content trying to get my seemingly lifeless body to have some kind of sign of movement. Imane loved her science classes and I just HAD to be put next to her (not that I'm complaining). its that she just doesn't get what I'm going through (with his ass talking ). "whaaaaattt just a few more minutes the teacher won't care anyway!" I whisper-yell back, shewing her hand away while I tried to go back to sleep. but no, she wasn't going to take jack shit from my comment so without any notice I felt an overwhelming burning sensation on the back of my neck that made every nerve in my body shoot out "MERDE!" I yell out very loudly, everyone in the class drops what they're doing and looks dead at me like a murder was just committed.
"lucas get out of my class right now if you think this is some kind of clown show then you've got another thing coming, ill see you in detention this afternoon!" the science teacher practically screamed letting everyone in the class hear my pathetic excuse for dealing with pain but what could I do about it. With a quick roll of my eyes and the stern look from the teacher I get up and go out of the classroom, not bothering to even get my bag as I held back heavy tears hoping no one would see me break down
-your almost there, your almost there then you can cut just don't do anything stupid Lucas- I told myself over and over again, the growing fear of everyone laughing at me and calling me clown boy after what happened in the classroom was too overwhelming. finally, the bathroom door was just a few feet away from me, I can finally get all of this frustration out...
"Hey bro what's up, you skippin class to!? The boys and I are gonna ditch to go to a bitchin party some college kids having!'' Basile basically cheered, I knew he didn't want me to go just for fun he wanted me to go so I could be his wingman. Whatever like I wanted to watch his pathetic scene of him trying to fuck girls high off their asses on drugs. "so what do you say Lucas wanna come to see me succeed in the art of seduction!?" Basile swung his hips around, thrusting in the air but not for long because the author grabbed his shoulder with an iron grip to pull Basile away from this embarrassing situation. Likewise gave me enough time to slip into the bathroom before the class bell rang for the next class.
-damn it why can't everyone just leave me alone I just want to die already this is getting to embarrassing!- the voice in my head rang out which didn't make anything better, so what is the one thing a depressed, selfless tainted teenager like me supposed to do?
letting my held back tears flow out of my eyes like a raging waterfall everything didn't feel alright like it was supposed to. Not for a long time anyway so there was only one way to make me feel some kind of comfort. cutting.
the bathroom door suddenly swung open, noise following soon after it. "shit!" I loudly whisper, covering my mouth soon after hoping they didn't hear me...-what if he heard me?! what if I get dragged out and hurt!- closing my eyes tight the other voice in my head screamed out. this is where it ends...
Instead of loud cheering and happiness, the sound of muffled chokes came from the guy -he was crying...-
moving to get my bag and putting my razor away i look out of the stall side and try to get a closer look at the crying guy who decided to interrupt my cutting session...
who was that kid....why was he crying...and why did he look kinda cute.....
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the deepest cut /Elliot x Lucas scam France
Romance-romance is what you make of it but if you have no one to share it with then what's the point of going on any longer...- Lucas is still in the dark about being gay, his roommates moved out, his mother died and he is going off to collage. this is...
