BACKPETAL

***flashback 3 weeks earlier***

"You faggot." Aalina says pushing me into the lockers and onto the floor.

Many emotions crowd my brain at once, but not one is a strength to fight back, I've tried that before and it didn't end well. I lay on the floor dazed due to the blow inflicted on my head, thinking if I played weakling she'd leave me alone; that she'd leave me be. But Aalina and her homophobic lackeys keep going, they kick me hard: in the mouth, chest, ribs, nose, stomach, and eyes. I feel myself bleeding profusely from my face and my left eye is closed and throbbing, I know it'll be a black eye later. That is if I don't die here.

Aalina leans over me, and smirks coldheartedly at me "What's wrong Caelan? I thought you were strong, all big and mighty. Guess you're just a stupid little dyke."

The last thing I see is Aalina pull back her leg, and her foot coming right for my face before the darkness surrounds me.