Hiding In The Shadows Of Pain Boyxboy Ziall(One Direction Fan Fiction AU)

Chapter 6

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Chapter 6

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A sense of déjà vu hit me like a ton of bricks when I was pinned against the walls. Suddenly, I’m pinned on a wall back at my old high school, being held hostage by my biggest tormentor. Until this day, I still have no idea why he was the one who had to take it past the verbal abuse and the usual shove into a locker. But Josh had other plans for me, and in the end one of us ends up in the hospital, and it wasn’t him.

It was for me, an ordinary tuesday evening. I survived my daily dose of beating from Stan -who made sure to leave a nasty bruise on my chest- and his posse, and I made it past Andy who made sure to basically strangle me until I did his homework. Easy enough, but what was to come would serve to be the challenge. 

The night was chasing the sun across the sky, leaving a mixtures of colors painted upon the sky’s ever changing canvas with sparkling stars accentuating it’s beauty. The leaves were changing for the upcoming fall season, turning from a beautiful green color to a delicate mixture of oranges interlaced with gold and red, and there were already some on the ground. My side of town is were all the rich and snobby people live, where they only care about their problems unless there’s something in it for them. And I can guarantee, that every single one of them is guarding a secret so tightly, they might just take it to their graves -which isn’t far from my case. Not much happens here, maybe an occasional banquet or a kid’s birthday party, but when it does, everyone finds out immediately. 

So, on that Tuesday I remember exactly what happened even after Josh finished his job. I was walking as fast as I could with the crippling pain around my legs, trying to get home before my father got there. If he notices that I’m not there before him, with his food already on the table along with his beer and football game, I could just bury my own grave. Everything was quiet, except for the rustling of the leaves beneath my feet and the occasional gust of wind, but nothing more. So when I heard an additional set of feet, this caused some confusion in me. Unlike most people, I don’t walk on the main road or even a casual street. I spend my little time alone, studying a map of my town figuring out little alleyways and side streets that’ll get me from point A to point B in the least time possible. So, normally this would cause some sort of suspicion, but I quickly brushed it off. As the foot steps sounded even closer, I started to panic and quickened my pace. But unfortunately, I wasn’t quick enough, when I felt someone grab on to my shoulder with such force and hatred I let out an audible gasp.

The mysterious hand spun me around to face them and instantly, I knew the amount of trouble I was in. “Well, well, if it isn’t Mr. Fairy Dust himself. How’s life as a faggot, you little whore?” Josh spat in my direction. If I knew what was best for me, I ignored his comment and looked at the ground, avoiding his menacing glare. “Oh. So now Sparkles is too important to talk to me? Shame, you know what I do to rude fags like you.” Instead of blood, fear was running through my veins, making me shiver from head to toes. Taking a chance, I looked straight into Josh’s eyes and my fears multiplied by a tenfold. Never in my life, have I seen so much hatred in one person, and for crying out loud have you seen my father? Josh looked like he was going to kill me in cold blood, and actually I wasn’t that far from the truth.