a friend of mine thought I should share my stories, so I did. my friend didn't even read my stories after that. neither do they care. so who does. enjoy I guess.
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⚠️ trigger warning ⚠️ • mentioning of bullying • includes self-harm//suicide
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"Are you coming home this week?"
The boy smiled lightly.
"I won't, Dad. I'll stay here."
"Tōya, you don't need to - "
"Dad, i can't... i'm sorry but i still need to cool down... i know it already has been a month, but please. I'm not staying alone either. Don't worry, I'm doing fine!"
His deep, soothing voice.
He hated it. He lied to his family.
On the other side of the phone he could hear his father sigh.
"I won't force you, but please consider that your father and I worry and want to see you again soon.."
Tōya was an only child, adopted by a gay couple and raised like a normal, happy kid. He got everything he needed. He smiled.
"Tell Papa i'm fine and he should focus on work. And you too, Dad, don't think so much."
After saying their good-byes, he got up and stretched. He could relax for a week now. Holidays are normally no fun to him, but now he could calm down and revive himself a bit before the bullying starts again.
Take yourself home
"Still a lying ass, i see."
Tōya shook his head, ignoring the blonde haired male next to him. Then, lightly pulling his hair.
"Shut up.. please.."
He walked away, leaving the smaller one behind and started smoking again. Tears ran down his cheeks once again.
"Self-harming Crybaby."
He hated it.
He went to the dorms and walked around a bit, knowing everyone went home. He was alone in the big, old fashioned boarding school.
If it was a mistake or not, he didn't get to know.
He just knew, that he was alone with his two friends. Either the good or bad ones, he didn't knew yet.
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