He sat, isolated, in the corner. His stormy grey blue eyes were closed and his headphones blaring.
There was no facial expression on his relaxed face; he looked as if he were sleeping, or dead.
His slate coloured hair, with a lilac-blue tinge, hung loosely in a side fringe across his left eye, it fell across the entire left side of his face, leaving nothing exposed. Faint pink scars stood stark against his pale skin, some darker than others. He was completely isolated. He never socialised or spoke to anyone and the only time he was ever spoken to was when his peers mocked him, not even the teachers spoke to him.
There was a new boy at the school, Demyx; it was his first day at the school. He had seen the boy, and found him captivating; someone with an interesting back-story, and to be quite honest Demyx had felt a tug of attraction for the boy. He wanted to find out more about the strange boy, but he was far too shy to even approach him let alone ask him anything.
"Hey, why is that kid over there all by his onesies?" He had asked, a group of males with strange coloured hair just laughed, one in particular, the one with the vibrant red hair who went by the name of Axel had approached the confused blonde.
"You see that kid over there? His name is Zexion, he's the resident emo at this school, everyone hates him, all he does is sit there, he doesn't even participate in class, my names Axel by the way," Axel held out his hand for Demyx to shake but Demyx pulled back, repulsed, who was he to say such mean things? And who was he to try and give Demyx his opinion for him? Axel looked down his nose at Demyx, so the new kid was going to be a tough one and stand up for the emo? Oh he'd deal with him later.
Demyx had asked other students about the boy, but they all laughed and said the same thing, he was suicidal and had nothing better to do other than just sit there and stare at nothing and listen to his music. Occasionally he'd come to school with fresh red marks covering his arms and a black eye.
Axel Sinclair and his well known gang of friends (Marluxia a pink hair plant lover who had an annoying blonde Larxene hanging off his arm, Saïx, a blue haired man with an 'x' shaped scar on his nose and wielding a short temper, and Xaldin, a tall buff guy with long dreadlocks) wanted to show the new kid just how much everyone hated the boy, they were going to put of a show for the other students to enojoy. They approached Zexion and Axel spat in his face to get his attention, when Zexion didn't look up Axel started to get mad,
"Oi, emo, look at me when I approach you, show your peers some fucking respect," as Axel shouted this he kicked Zexion in the shins, hard. Saïx began to laugh sadistically and pulled out a custom blade, not something that was surprising to the other student, Axels gang was notorious for bringing knives to school, and each member had their own custom blades. Marluxia and Xaldin pulled out their own knives and walked over to the boy, who still wasn't paying attention to any of them, "You want pain?" Saïx asked, with a grin. Without waiting for an answer the bluenette grabbed Zexions arm and ran his blade along the horrifically scarred skin, creating a deep gash about 5 cm long. The others laughed, Larxene being the most obvious with her annoying, girly cackle, but their laughs died down as Zexion glanced up at Saïx and then at the blood pooling on his arm,
"Is that all you've got?" he pulled Saïx down and kneed him in the groin, before taking the blade and cutting the bluenettes arm. Saïx fell to the floor in agony and Axel began a flaming rage, "HOW DARE YOU HURT HIM, HOW DARE YOU, YOU DIRTY EMO FAGGOT," Axel pulled Zexion up by his shirtfront and punched him in the nose. It was a well-known fact that Axel and Saïx were a couple, it wasn't very talked about and was accepted around the school, but Axel was extremely protective of Saïx and vice versa. A tear fell from Axels face as he punched Zexion in the face repeatedly, however the boy did nothing, he didn't cry, wince, didn't attempt to fight back. "LOOK AT ME, ANSWER ME, SHOW ME SOME FUCKING RESPECT," Axel threw Zexion to the ground and kicked him in the ribs. Saïx was on the floor holding his balls and nursing his arm, which was bleeding heavily Xaldin and Marluxia sat on either side of him, glaring daggers at the boy on the floor. Larxene had finally left her post on Marluxias arm and strutted towards Zexion, when she finally reached him she dug her pointed heel into the boys hand, practically nailing his hand to the floor and doing damage to the delicate bones and tendons. Even when his hand was practically crucified Zexion still didn't make a noise, he just lay there and bled. Axel stamped on his stomach, "Learn your lesson emo? Never touch my man again, no one wants you here, you're a waste of space that no one needs, we all just want you to die," with that he gave Zexion on last hard kick in the ribs and lifted his boyfriend bridal style to walk away.
Zexion had done nothing to fight back and he had taken it like a man would in Demyx' eyes, Zexion put on a brave face as his attackers beat him.
It still didn't make any sense to the blonde though why he didn't fight back and he had the urge to help this boy, this adorable little emo boy that did strange things to Demyx' heart. But poor Demyx was far too frightened; he would never be able to protect this little angel boy.
Zexion had a fair chance against Axel as well. They were they same height and the same build, but the boy just didn't say anything or do anything to stand up for himself.
He wanted to help him, but it was none of his business, he didn't even know the boy.
Later that day, when school was over and it was time for Zexion to walk home, he shoved his headphones in and listened to his music on full blast again. He walked with a limp, his face and arm still bleeding and his breath came in short, jaggered breaths due to the damage he took to his chest and stomach.
His pale face looking towards the ground, his hair hanging in front of his eyes, and like every other day, the other kids walked past and laughed at him.
They called him names. Some boys walked past, and they spat on his shoes, while others mimicked cutting their wrists, pretended to hang themselves all while laughing in a mocking way, Zexion just hung his head in shame.
He wished he'd never done any of that, he promised himself when he was younger he wouldn't do it; he never saw the point in it when he was younger.
He broke a promise to himself when he did that, but he had lost hope in all society.
When Zexion finally got home, he arrived to the sounds of his mother and father screaming at each other.
His little twin brothers were cowering under a table hiding in each other's arms to protect each other, but Zexion knew what would eventually happen. Zexion had scars from the beatings his father had inflicted on him.
Most of the time, it was because his father had always said he was a burden to this family.
His father never let him forget how much he hated him. He thought about his father saying that everyday and wished he were adopted. He had never fit in with his father, this father who he had once looked up to, this father who had been the best father to him, his father, who had taken Zexion on, even though he was the secret his mother had kept from his father, and raised him like his own son.
Zexion looked nothing like his father; his father had black hair, deep blue eyes, and tan skin.
Not the slate coloured hair, grey blue eyes, and pale skin like Zexion and his mother had.
His 'father' always treated Zexion's mother with love and respect, until Zexion had told him something very important to him, something he thought his father needed to know, but then he started to treat Zexion mum like a piece of shit. Zexion loved his mum, and she loved him unconditionally, but what Zexion could never understand was how she could love that man, the one who beat her, her eldest son, and the twins- who were his children too, little Vanitas and Sora. The two innocent little boys who did nothing to be hurt, and the only thing they did was the fact that they were Zexion's brothers
And Zexion was gay.