Born To Be Alone

C H A P T E R T W O

I walked into the crowded hallway and felt a little bit nauseous. I hated crowded places and preffed well...less crowded places . I went to my locker to pick up my books and just as I was about to leave I saw Greg, the football captain approaching me . "Oh no" i said under my breath as he came nearer. He held me by my collar leaned in closer to my ear and said "morning faggot" his warn breath against my skin sent shivers down my skin .

"Man I hate this guy " I told myself . Suddenly I felt a sharp pain in my stomach . He continued hitting me as people passed by pretending they didn't see what he was doing to me. No one in their right mind would stand up to Greg . Even the teachers let him do whatever he wanted. When he was satisfied with the work done he left me writhing in pain in the floor. As I was about to stand up I saw a hand stretched out to help me up . I grabbed it and looked up to see Brady , my best and only friend.

"He did it again, didn't he? That son of a bitch . One day I'm gonna beat the crap out of him"
I told him to calm down as it was not that serious .
" You know you should and can defend yourself , right?"
"I know but I don't want to draw attention to myself "

I had taken karate for six years and knew how to defend myself .I mean I even had a black belt but I knew that if I fought Greg back I would be the centre of attention so I never did. I HATED attention so I just let him beat me up.

No one except Brady knew that my parents were filthy rich and that they sponsored some of the co-curriculum activities and I kept it that way. I had made Brady promise to never tell anyone about it . We had know each other for over three years now . He was tall , had a well built body , thick brown hair and hazel eyes . I , on the other hand, had jet black hair , blue eyes and never did any exercise at all. I was neither fat nor thin just in between .
He helped me get to class then left to go to his. The rest of the went on smoothly . Luckily Greg had football practice at lunch so he didn't have time to beat me up .

We were now heading home . I had earlier told the chauffeur to go with George as I would walk home . I walked Brady to his place then went on home . I hadn't walked for even ten minutes when I heard a familiar voice call me . A way too familiar voice.

"Oh no!just when I thought my day was great he had to show up"
I quickened my steps hoping he would just leave me alone.

" Hey faggot !where are you going?" He shouted ,a hint of anger in his voice.
I turned and saw Greg quickly approaching me . As soon as he was close to me , he said"next time I say stop , you stop! You got that?"

I nodded . He removed his backpack and took out some books then gave them to me.
"I want you to finish all of them and give them to me when you come to school tomorrow ." He said then left me.
"At least he didn't beat my this time " I said as relief washed over me .

I got home and went straight to my room . I sat on my bed, placed the books beside me and started doing the work . The earlier conversation with Brady came to my mind .

I wondered why I don't defend myself when Greg hot me all the time. Maybe I was too scared . I was a coward and hated myself for that I felt like I couldn't stand who I was because I was such a weakling. "Why does this have to happen to me?" I asked myself as tears slid down my cheeks. I went to the bathroom and locked myself in there , tears still streaming down my cheeks .

I was shaking vigorously, angry and mad at myself. I took a razor that was at the sink and started making cuts on the upper parts of my body . When I was done , I looked at the mirror hating myself even more for what I'd done . I sat there for an hour and half before Nathaniel called me for dinner .

I quickly washed away the blood on the floor , took a bath put on clean clothes before going downstairs. I chatted happily with George and Nathaniel before going back to my room to finish the assignments.