Chapter 2: Mum and Dad

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Dan's pov:
I didn't think this through. My parents are going to kill me. Literally. I get onto a bus and start to head home. I reach in my pocket and pull out m my phone. Shit. It's only 11:34. I look out the window and see my stop is near so I press the stop button. As I get off the bus I think of what I'm going to say to my parents. I better start with the truth. Mum, dad I'm being bullied. No they won't believe me. Mum, dad I'm depressed. No. NO. Mum, dad I need to go to a new school. I take a deep breath and open the house door.
"DANIEL?" I hear my dad shout.
"Dad I need to go to a new school." The words spill out my mouth as I try not to cry.
"Daniel your head teacher called" My mum confessed.
"IT WAS ALL THEM NOT ME! THEY BEEN DOING IT ME FOR YEARS!" I say with my voice cracking in tears.
"DON'T LIE TO ME BOY"
Without hesitation, I pull up my sleeves to reveal my scars. I look away from them and at my parents to see their reaction's. My dads face went bright red.
"WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS FOR ATTENTION SON WHEN THERE ARE REAL PEOPLE WITH DEPRESSION!"
I fell on my knees and begged him to believe me but he just decided to shout at how much I am a fail.
"IM SENDING YOU AWAY... BOARDING SCHOOL... YES... THEY WILL SOURT YOU OUT"
I pleaded him to leave me alone but it was to late. He grabbed my arm and dragged me to my small bed room locking all the windows and doors. That was it my life was practically over. I look over to my right and a small shine catches my eye. I reach over and grab it. My razor. My escape. Taking it to my hand i slowly press it to wrist. It doesn't even hurt any more. I look as the blood poured out and felt relief as my body slowly emptied.

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