Torn&Bruised

Chapter Dos :3

(since i like this story I gonna continue xD PapaT and BigDaddy better be reading this story >.>)

Jayys POV

After the fight, me and tray were dragged to the principals office. A lot of shit was said about me "beating up tray" and how that can be a federal offense. When I honestly don't give a fuck. No one messes with my brother and gets away with it. There is NO WAY IN HELL that I will sit there and do nothing when Ash is getting beat up. What kind of brother would I be then? Yeah. A pretty shitty one.

Ashers POV

I watched as Jayy and Tray got pulled away to the office. I turned around and looked at Jake.

"Hey. Why the hell are you on his side??" I ask.

"I'm not. I'm on your side, Ash. I always have been." He says

"Jake shut up. Don't lie to me. Jayy told me that you were an ass and you sure were acting like one a second ago."

"I don't NEED you, Asher. I may feel sorry for you, but I don't NEED you as a friend. I could care less." He says

I sigh. "You really are an ass. You don't feel sorry for me. You just act like it when I'm around you. Your a lonely mother fucker who has no life." He grabs my wrist tightly and pulls my sleeve up.

"Heh. Says the guy who CUTS himself because he's so fucking sad. Pathetic."

"You BITCH!" I growl.

"What are YOU going to do about it, Ass-er????!"

I shoot a really long glare at him. I sigh.

"You aren't worth my time, Jake." I say, then walk off.

The rest of the day all of my thoughts were about Jake. I couldn't stop thinking about what he did. Infront of everyone. Telling EVERYONE that I cut. I couldn't believe him... He ruined our friendship.... FOREVER. So here I am, alone... Again...

I didn't see Jayy again until lunch. He sat by me instead of his friends.

"We need to talk." He says.

"About what?"

"You."

"Okay..." I sigh.

"You cutting yourself is all around the school now. Everyone knows about it... Who told?"

"Jake."

"What?! That fucker!! Don't worry Ash... I'll kill him." He growls.

I sigh. "Jayy... I-it's fine. I never want to see him again though."

"You won't. I'll take care of it."

I sigh. Then start eating. I feel the need to cut, but I know Jayy is worried so I disregard the idea.

Jayys POV

Ash needs help... I-I just wish I could help him more than I already am...

"Jayy..." he says.

"yeah?"

"Do you... worry about me?" He asks looking somewhat desperate for an answer.

"y-yeah... all the time. Why?"

He sighs. "I just don't want you to worry..."

"How am I not supposed to worry, Ash? I want you to be happy. but you cant be happy when you are cutting the fuck out of your arm everyday... ... I-I just don't understand..."

"Jayy,,, I-I am happy... I'm lucky to even have an amazing brother like you...."

"then why do you cut."