"Yeah that doesn't-"
Grace walked out interrupting them
Grace
"Ethan please put it down"
He was holding a blade
"Trust me Ethan"
"Give it to me"
I walked towards him
He gave me the blade
Everyone walked out confused
He then pulled another out his pocket
I clenched up my fist the blade in my hand
Ethan noticed
"Stop"
He let go dropping the blade
"Give me everything please E"
"E?"
"Huh?"
"You called me E"
"Nice give me them"
He pulled one out his pocket and picked the one up off the floor
He passed them to me I go into my locker putting them in
I grab a rubber band
"Listen if you feel like you need to you know flick this to distract yourself okay?"
He nodded and the bell went
Ethan
"Ethan I-I'm sorry"
"It's fine James"
"Here's your drawings"
He passed me my drawings
I look at them then see my art teacher walk past
I walk to her
I pass her the piece of paper with me James Emma and Grayson on it
"Who's this"
"My brother"
"You don't have a brother you sad teenager imagining your brother just go cry to your mother"
"I don't have a m-"
"GRAYSON DOLAN WHY DIDNT YOU GO BACK TO LA!"
"I-I wanted to stay with Ethan"
"WHO THE FUCK IS ETHAN!"
"ETHAN IS YOUR FUCKING SON YOUR SON MY BROTHER!"
"HES A LONELY PIECE OF SHIT AND HES WORTHLESS"
I interrupted
"I KNOW! I-I know I'm worthless I'm not worth fighting for gray I'm not worth anything can I not stress it enough I fucking know okay I don't deserve my brother I don't deserve anyone else I don't deserve anything I only deserve therapy every two days and hospital visits every month to see if my burns are getting better from continuous abuse! I know I-"
I look down I was pulling and letting go the band on my wrist so far my wrist is bleeding
"I know I'm not worth the effort I'm not worth it I don't cost anything my life is full of shit and if you want to deal with that good on you but you can't fix it and it's not worth it"
Tears were falling down my cheek
My 'mom' left
Moments passed
Someone walked through the doors crying
"EFIN HELP EFIN HELP!"
It was Malcom why is he here
"Malcom Malcom come come out where ever you are!"
I recognise that voice
It's him
Henry
He walked through the doors
A cigarette in between his fingers
He didn't notice me
He went for Malcom and tried to burn him
I put my arm in front of his neck (as you would with a knife you get it?) pushing him into the wall
"DONT YOU DARE FUCKING TOUCH HIM!"
I punched him in the face multiple times until one of the teachers pulled me off of him
I went for him again
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Boarding School-E.D
Hayran KurguMy stories complicated very complicated I have no family I think?