Infinity

The Target

Luke was never very talkative at school. He talked to his friends and that was about it. He was very comfortable and content with the friends he had. He didn't feel the need to make more.

Whenever people seen him he was usually alone. That made him a target.

As Luke woke up every morning for school, he wasn't just tired. He was afraid. Afraid of what new stupid rumor had started up about him. Afraid that he'd have to share lunch with one of him mates because someone knocked it out of his hands. Afraid that each day it would just get worse but, he went anyway. He had his friends but, sometimes he couldn't see past the hate. He was always told that success is the best revenge and he figured that an education would help him reach his success but, every day he started to loose hope.

He walked into school Monday morning and he heard the usual.

"Faggot. Is that the only insult people know??" he thought to himself.

Luke was gay but, he planned on not coming out for because he figured that if he came out now it would just make things worse.

Luke went home on Monday afternoon, grabbed a screwdriver and an old pencil sharpener.

He unscrewed the blade and locked himself in the bathroom. He looked into the mirror as tears started to flow. The sound of each tear, to him, sounded like a wave crashing against the shore of the sea. He tried to stay quiet. He sat on the toilet and grasped the razor tight as he pierced it into his skin. He watched the blood trickle down his forearm and onto his hand as he continued to slash his skin. The pain was soothing.

As he started to clean up the horrible mess he had made. He heard the front door open.

Fuck.

Jai's home.

(Luke Brooks- Fetus Luke)