It's complicated (boyxboy)

Part 2

Part 2

Jason POV

I walk up to the kid, Evan, Matt, Jacob, Zander, and Lucas not far behind me.

Matt grabs his arm and drags him out of the cafeteria, he doesn't struggle or scream, he just follows.

He knows what is going to happen, we do it everyday, why does he even bother to go to school.

We bring him outside of the school. Evan hits him first in the face not hard enough to break his nose but very close. Then we all pitch in punching him hitting him and kicking him.

In less then ten minutes he is curled up in a ball on the ground, that doesn't stop us we keep kicking him.

He's crying now, for some reason I actually pity him, NO I don't pity him he doesn't deserve to live he should just die.

I hit him a few more times, not as hard.

"come on, guys let's go" I announce "hes had enough, for now"

We leave him there and walk away back to the cafeteria. I don't look back even though I want to.

Sometimes, at times like this, even I think I am kind of a jerk, but it is tylers fault he shouldn't go to school if he doesn't want stuff like this to happen.

Why does he even bother coming to school, he knows what's going to happen, it always happens.

Tyler POV

I sit on the ground outside of the school for I don't know how long. It feels as if everything hurts, although it's not a new feeling.

After what feels like forever, the bell rings, ending the lunch period. I stand up and walk back into the building.

I really dont feel like going to the next class which is P.E., so i decide to skip, I already have a D- in it, so what will skipping one class really do.

The halls are already clear, thats a good thing I get a whole hour and a half alone. And after P.E. is art, the one class that I'm not going to have to repeat. Then the day is over and I can go home, and be safe for a few hours, until my dad gets home.

I walk into the restrooms, and go to the sink to wash my tear stains and probably bloody face.

I grab a paper towel wet it and wipe my face with it, so I at least look half decent.

I noticed that i had a bloody nose earlier. Im actually surprised after all of these beatings from the kids at school and my dad, I've only broken my nose once. A year ago it eventually healed, but left my nose permanently crooked, something that only I have noticed, so far.

I walk out of the restroom, and into the hall. I wander around the school for the rest of the period until the bell rings.

The halls are soon flocked with students. I don't look at anyone and nobody looks at me.

The bell soon rings again, and everyone goes to their next class. I go with the crowd and end up in art.

The teacher walks in and gives us an assignment, everyone is supposed to try to paint a famous painting, we will be graded by how similar it is to the original.

I decide to do The Scream. I spent the rest of the class drawing out the first part of the picture a pencil. By the time the bell rings and the teacher dismisses us I am already half done the drawing part.

The art teacher Mr.Raby says we arent aloud to work on it at home, so that makes it hard for anyone to try to cheat.

I follow everyone out of the class, and head to my locker grabbing my backpack before exiting the school.

Sorry it's short and if I have bad grammar and Plzzz comment and vote the more comments I get the faster I update