P.I.E Highschool Life

(Okay, this is a Venturiantale fanfic, based, inspired, and every elsed by CopperFireCracker's P.I.E Highschool universe on DeviantArt.) He slowly trudged through the school doors. He dreaded what he knew were to happen if he was seen. He kept his head down, his grey hood up, and rubbed a purple bruise around his right eye. It just so happened that the very person who had done that to him, he was trying to avoid. Fourteen years old, bullied, living alone with no one but his ill mother. He hated his life. His grades were low, he couldn't pay attention in class, but at least in the lessons he was safe. In the hallways during breaks, he was vulnerable to the others. He could be hurt by them, both physically and emotionally. He was teased because of his "other" side. He was punched, knocked to the ground and kicked, beaten. Inside every time, he felt HIM stir. Whispering things into his ear. Horrible, horrible things. The people killed him inside, and that made him close to letting go. Every single time, he nearly let HIM take over. He didn't have a father. His mother was sick. He had no friends. He had a voice living in his head threatening him. He never asked for this.