01. Dread

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-Tom's POV-
Why me? Why me as your target? I hate it just as much as I hate my life. My alarm blasted in my ear causing me to snap out of my slumber. I groaned and slammed my fist down to shut the thing up. I rolled out of bed and trudged into the bathroom.

I looked at myself in the mirror, disgusted with my reflection. My hair was dishevelled, my clothes wrinkled as I didn't bother getting changed last night and I had big black bags under my eyes. What a mess. "Ugly" I whispered to myself. "Fat". "Worthless". "Faggot". These things are all true. Even Travis and my dad tell me every single fucking day. I hate it. But I guess what people say is right. 'The truth hurts'.

Pushing my thoughts to the side, I quickly turned on the shower making sure it's the right temperature before stripping and jumping in. After a good 10 minutes of washing, I hopped out and wrapped a towel loosely before retrieving back to my room. I slipped on a pair of black boxers and a pair of white socks with red stripes at the top because, why not? I pulled on a plain black tee over my head, a pair of shorts and some vans.

I made my way back to the bathroom to brush my teeth and towel dry my hair. I pulled on a SnapBack because I'm too lazy to do anything with my hair today. Grabbing my school bag, I shoved my books in a picked up my skateboard. I noticed that it was extremely quite this morning which was different to the usual shouting and arguments that my abusive dad have with my mom. They must have gone to work already.

I entered the kitchen and picked up an apple before heading out the door. I dropped my skateboard and checked the time. Hopping on my board, I began my journey. I had 15 minutes before school started. Or as I like to call it, hell.

A/N: Hey guys. I hope this chapter wasn't boring. This is my first book I have ever written so sorry if it's bad! I apologise for any mistakes I have made. -Amber x

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