(JAEDEN'S POV)
It's a Monday morning and just as usual I wake to a text from the man himself Finn Wolfhard, I quickly jump out of bed, chuck the closest clothes that I could find on and rush out the door to meet him. He said hey and we sped off the school to avoid being late, it was only now that I had time to think about the day and how awful it was going to be today with Wyatt. I'm just praying to myself that he won't care about our meeting on Friday night, but there is something deep down inside of me, rising to the surface telling me that won't be the case. Finn parked his car and we walked into school, surprisingly more early then usual and there was something off in the air, everyone was staring at me and this instantly made me jump to the worse conclusion, this has to be something to do with Wyatt it just has to be. Finn was oblivious to the whole situation and we just wandered to our first class of the day Biology and of course Wyatt had it too. As soon as I walked in there was something off about him he stared me down for the whole lesson, I just tried to ignore him and get to my work, but I couldn't he was on my mind the whole lesson. I just couldn't stop thinking about him, he was such as asshole to me, but there was something to him, something charming and handsome, it was a shame he had to be such a prick. Once the lesson ended, Wyatt decided to wait just outside the door, I knew it was for me, it had to be. I slowly packed my things away, praying, just praying that he would walk away, but he didn't, he stood there staring at me. This couldn't be good, but that door was the only way out of the classroom, Finn had already left to his next class, so I just casually walked up to the door, giving him no eye contact. Right as I just walked out of the classroom, Wyatt grabbed me and pushed me against the wall. "What did you do that for" I asked rather flightendly, "just giving you what, you fags deserve" as he slaps me across the face. It stung, Wyatt doesn't look like a big guy, but compared to my tiny frame his slap had impact. He let me go after that with a red hand mark on my cheek, it was humiliating, now every had two reasons to dig into me and they did, ohh they did. The whole day I was bombarded with homophobic slurs and people calling me a pussy for getting slapped in the face. It was an awful day and I barely got through it until the end of the day when Finn and I were walking to his car to go home and as if this day couldn't get any worse then Wyatt, Caleb, Chosen and Gaten were just waiting there, sitting on Finn's car. "Hey gaylords" Wyatt snickered at us, Finn replied with "get the fuck off my car", "sure quire we just thought we'd give you a new paint job" Chosen chuckled. We looked to the side of Finn's car and spray-painted in bright orange were the words "I'm a slutty Faggot", this made Finn furious as he ran towards the 4 about to fuck them all up. They just scampered off laughing with Finn here devastated. I offered to help Finn clean the car which he gladly accepted he told me to come around later that night after he dropped me off. After this Finn drove me home and the car was in complete silence, except from the occasional sniffle from Finn. I could tell that he was in complete hysterics of pain as he dropped me off without saying bye, I could understand why he was so upset, that car was his baby and even though he has really tough skin about the gay comments, a few always slip through the cracks. Once I got upstairs I broke down in tears, this was one of the worst days of my life and it was all thanks to that stupid prick Wyatt, I still had a slap mark on my face so I headed to my bathroom to try and numb it down. When I was searching for a cloth to wipe my face, my eyes ended up on some razor blades, I knew I shouldn't but the temptation was always there to self-harm. Today was finally the straw that broke the camels back, somehow despite all logic I knew that today was my fault, it had to be, I deserved this. I scrapped the razor blade against my forearms leaving cut marks, they bled out and it stung like shit, I thought to myself that I deserved this pain, it was my fault for being gay and I was a pussy, I deserve this. After the bleeding had stopped I hoped in the shower, tears flowing down my cheeks and connecting with the water, my forearms burning in pain, I felt contempt. I turned the shower off, dried myself with my towel and put some comfy clothes on. The pain took my mind off Wyatt and I could get down and concentrate on the History homework that Mr Anderson had set me.
(WYATT'S POV)
Today was awful, how could I put someone through that, I thought to myself. I knew in the end though that it would all be worth it, he could never every fancy a person who puts him through so much pain and I could never ever be one of those gays, it's just not me. Despite this thought though I felt guilty, I knew that Jaeden would be struggling, i knew how he reacted to me the other night, i'm just praying that he doesn't do anything stupid because of me because I would never be able to live it down.
