Beautiful Day

Chapter 28

Chapter 28

Chester’s POV

          “Aww look at the little faggot. He’s all alone!”

 

          Chester’s shoulders hunched and he looked down at the ground as he realized they’d found him. He’d tried to hide from them during lunch and they’d found him outside. They threw him to the ground and his hands and arms scraped against the gravel. He gasped in pain as pain shot through his hand. Glass. He’d gotten glass stuck in his hand.

 

          “Awww, I think he got hurt.”

 

          “P-Please j-just leave m-me alone,” he whimpered. He heard their cruel laughter above him and he curled into a ball on the ground. He just wanted to die. He felt worthless.

 

          “Oh look at him! He’s gonna cry!”

 

          Someone kicked him hard in the ribs and he gasped again as feet continued to hit him everywhere. He whimpered and tears ran down his face.

 

          “Let’s see how well he can fuck someone in the ass with a broken dick!” one of the kids said as they kicked him hard in the crotch. More tears fell down his face as two of the boys held down his arms. He tried to pull away but they held him tightly. Another kick to the crotch. He cried out and struggled against them.

 

          “Aww don’t cry faggot,” the boy laughed as he kicked him again. He let out a pained sob and struggled to move again.

 

          “HEY!”

 

          Chester curled into a ball again as his arms were released and the boys stood up. He shivered and felt more tears on his face. The boys fled and then there were soft hands on his arm. He started to open his eyes but the boy put a hand over his eyes.

 

          “Just…..keep your eyes shut.”

 

          “O-Ok,” he whimpered. The kid lifted him up off the ground and then adjusted his grip on him before carrying him behind the school.

 

          “You’re going to be ok. I know it hurts. I’d….I’d rub it to make it better but that might be a little odd.”

 

          “Y-Yea,” Chester said and he couldn’t help the small smile on his face.

 

          “Hey. I’ve never seen you smile before. You should do it more often,” the boy said. Chester kept his eyes closed and sighed.

 

          “There’s nothing to smile about.”