* trigger warning*
Once I was sitting on the floor, I brought my knees to my chest. My breathing picked up as I hugged my knees tighter and I hid my face in my knees as tears fell. What Mr. Miles said brought back bad memories of the beatings and the bullying. A couple of months ago I did try to kill myself, like Mr. Miles suggested but I didn't take enough pills and woke up the next night. I had to get my mind off of the dark thoughts so I got up with wobbly legs and went to my bag. I searched in there what felt like forever until I finally found my razor. I went over to the corner of the room and sat on the floor as I pulled up my sleeve. I made the first cut and sighed softly, I made a couple more and my arm ran red. I rubbed my tears away and watched my arm bleed." pathetic" I thought to myself. I looked at the clock and it was past lunchtime, I'm surprised that no one came up and got me. I slowly lifted myself up and grabbed the wall as I felt dizzy. I took a deep breath and went to my bag then put my razor way. In my bag I grabbed my bandages and started to clean up my arm the. wrap it up. When that was done I made sure to clean up the blood from off the floor. I looked around my room and realized the book I was reading was downstairs. I sighed not wanting to go get it so I went to my bookshelf and picked out " The Outsiders". I laid on my bed and started to read it. Reading always made me feel better after an episode or if I couldn't sleep. Books take you far away from the real world and you can do anything you want in them. I loved how books made me feel and how it felt to be finished with them, the sense of accomplishment.
A knock disturbed my reading. I looked at the time and it was five o'clock. I got up slowly after marking my place in the book. I made sure my sleeve was covering my arm then I opened the door. Standing there was Ethan, with his blue eyes staring down at me " dinners ready" he said and waited for me to come out. I nod my head and headed downstairs, I was surprised he didn't mention the Mr. Miles incident. Once we where down there, everyone was already at the table and food was served on plates. We took are sits and Liam was the first to say something " I made dinner while with help, I hope you like it" he said with a blush raising on his cheeks. I nodded my Head not wanting to talk as I felt a strong glaze and I looked up, Mr. Hunter was studying me from across the table. His dark brown eyes made it seem like he knew what I did in my room.
The table was silent as we started to eat. I picked at my food as I wasn't hungry even though I missed lunch. As I pushed my food around a soft deep voice startled me " Elijah, you need to eat" Mr. Hunter told me. I looked up like a dear caught in headlights.
" I'm n-not that hungry Sir" I said quietly.
" You need to eat something even if it's little. You didn't have lunch so your not allowed to leave until you at least eat some" he said sternly. I looked around and noticed that most the boys where done with their food as while as Mr. Hunter. I looked down and eat a couple of bites until my stomach started to hurt. It wasn't much but I wasn't use to eating a lot because at home I wasn't allowed to eat. I pushed my plate away " I'm d-done Sir" I said.
Mr. Hunter nodded his head " very well, thank you for eating some" he praised me a little, it made me feel good.
" Now I think we are far
past a talk that needs to be done. Noah would you be so kind to clean up" he said kindly as he stood tall from his chair.
" Yes sir" Noah said as he got up and started to clear off the table. I got up slowly and bite my lip as Mr. Hunter gestured for me to follow him.A/N: the picture is Mr. Hunters office
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Mr. Hunter's Home for Disturb Boys.
FanfictionElijah Maxwell has always lived a turbulent life. However after a special incident lands him in a special home for disturbed boys, his life gets even more tossed. The trials and tribulations that force their way onto Elijiah and the reasons why he...