The Eyes Of The Devil [BxB] EDITING

Chapter One

⚠️TW! This book will include themes such as homophobia, abuse, sexual assault and forms of self harm. Please know there is always a different option to s/h and know you are loved and there is always other options. I also do not in no way mean to romanticise any of these subjects as i have too dealt with a lot of them before either first hand or through others.⚠️

((A/N I know it feels very stereotypical in the first few chapters but I swear it stops - i wrote this when i was 13 in 2018 so pls dont judge too hard lmaoo))

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Oscars POV

I try and shove my hands further into my pockets, a gentle thrum of anxiety creeping up my body the more steps I take. The sky above is a soft, cloudless grey, reminding everyone of how the warm summer is basically over.

Of course it's miserable the first day back to school.

The feeling of dread seeps into my bones as i look up and stare at the sign standing in front of the large building ahead. Westwood high school is written in bold across, freshly painted and looking as welcoming as ever, as though any student attending doesn't refer to the place as hell.

I cautiously walk through the heavy doors, not prepared to be overwhelmed by the large amount of students gathered in the halls.

"Well if it isn't little Oscar Harris" I smile at Mrs Parker, the office lady, grateful of her warm welcoming.

"Are you back for good this time?" I hesitantly nod as she hands me my timetable, a soft smile never leaving her face. I briefly glance over it as I make my way up the stairs towards one of the English classrooms.

The school hasn't changed much. Same posters and work boards hanging on the walls, its like I was never really away, and god I wish that was true. I had left school around 6 before summer break because of my father and his... his illness.

But its fine! I've made it to my last year, just one more year to go before i'm free from this place. I smile as I see the familiar over decorated door and take a deep breath before knocking. "Come in!" I gently step in only to be greeted by a warm smile from Miss Perry the English teacher, who just so happens to be my cousin Lizzie.

"Oh my god, Ozzy!" I watch as she practically dives across the room to embrace me in a hug. My body stiffens, already overwhelmed with even such a simple thing as a hug. I gently squeeze her and draw back, smiling up at her, I've really missed her. She's the only person aside from my uncle Andrew who knows about my uh- situation.

"I missed you so much! Are you ok? I'm sorry I didn't bring you lunch! I didn't know you was coming back! I can go out and get you one!" I shake my head. "I d-dont need one, t-thank you. I'm just g-glad to be out of t-the house."

She sends me a sad look, so I smile back, not wanting the sympathetic look to last any longer. "Seriously, do you need anything? If it's getting bad again we could always go visit my parents, I could apply for sick leave and-"

"Im f-fine I promise." She stares at me for a second, the silence thick between us before she sighs and nods, a small smile fluttering onto her face. "Well I missed you, loser. You should come over soon, I can make you my lasagna which I know you love." I hum and take a step back.

"Y-yeah that sounds go-good. I'll s-see you later! I w-want to g-g-get to class early." she nods but stares intently at me, as though shes trying to say a million words through a look. As though she finds what shes looking for, she sends me another doleful smile as I wave goodbye and make my way to class.