As much as I'd like to say that I tried my best, I didn't, and as much as I'd like to say that I thought, hoped, and wished you could save me, but in the end you couldn't even do so much as help me up when I had fallen my lowest. And here's my story on how I got there…..

"Hahahaha," they all laugh, "that's what you get Strife, and this is what happens when you go somewhere you don't belong! Freak!" they yell as they walk away. ///Stupid Kadaj and his brothers. Every single day they do these kinds of things. What did I ever do to them? Am I really that big of a freak? Every day they beat me to a pulp and I can't do a thing about it. Teachers don't care and my brother will certainly never come to my rescue. Who am I kidding? I really am worthless./// I get up off of the ground and wipe the blood off of my face and I make my way to my first period class. My head hurts like crap, I remember them hitting me and then everything went black, and the next thing I knew I was waking up in the storage room seeing Kadaj, Loz, and Yazoo. Right after I woke they took their usual turns using me as the human punching bag. As I walk in I notice that surprisingly that there isn't anyone in the room, so I grab my usual chair in the back corner of the room. ///Where is everyone? This is first period, right?/// As I look at the clock I realize school is over and it has been for the past hour and a half. ///Shit. They must have knocked me out pretty good; I didn't think it was this late. Great, by the time I get home he will be there… I won't be able to sneak in either. What should I do?/// As I walked to the front, school door I thought about what I should do in order to get past my drunken step-father. I walked out of the school and started to walk home when suddenly out of nowhere Kadaj, Loz, and Yazoo jump me. "You didn't think we'd let you off so easily did ya, Strife?! said Kadaj, their worshipped older brother. "You already did enough earlier! So leave me alone! I screamed. "No no no no no, we were going to but you blacked out on us way too early, so now we're gonna make sure you don't pass out this time! Kadaj yelled, as he maniacally laughed. When he stopped laughing I looked up and the last thing I saw was Loz's fist slamming into my face.

///Shit, shit, shit. I am so dead once I get home. Where the hell am I anyway?/// I opened my eyes only to find a blindfold over them and I was gagged no one could hear me scream. I tried to take off the gag and blindfold I found my hands tied behind my back to a pole. I moved my head only to feel a fist to the side of my face. "Rise and shine Strife," said Kadaj as he took off the blindfold. Right when he took it off there was a blinding bright light which made me instinctively close my eyes. After my eyes adjusted I decided to look at what kind of condition I was in, I felt dried blood caked on my upper lip and on my cheek from Loz's last blackout punch. I looked and Kadaj was talking and apparently he had been talking to me but I wasn't even paying attention to him. Kadaj's voice escalated as he realized I wasn't paying attention to him. "You're not even listening to me!! he screamed. I cringed, closing my eyes waiting for a slam in the face that never came. When I opened my eyes I saw that Kadaj was being held up against the wall by somebody, but I couldn't see my savior's face. ///How the hell did anyone know where I was?! I don't even know where I am!/// All of a sudden I feel sharp, cold metal up against my throat and a trail of blood running down my throat from the cut it was leaving. "Let him go or else!" screamed Loz. My savior turned and looked in my direction only to find what had happened while he had his back turned. "Fine," he said as he slammed Kadaj's head on the wall causing him to black out, and then he set him down gently against the wall. "There, I let him go, let Cloud go right now!" my savior yelled. "Fine," Loz smirked as he removed the knife from my neck, but instead of letting go of me he screamed for Yazoo to attack my savior. Then like clock-work Yazoo jumped out and wrapped his arm around his neck, squeezing it tighter and tighter, choking him so he couldn't breathe. "Let him go!" I screamed. "No way, not after the way he barged in here and attacked Kadaj. I can't believe that somebody would come to save the likes of you!" Loz said, as he laughed in hysterics. I tried to get out of the ropes that binding my wrists but they were so tight that I wound up breaking my wrist. I screamed a blood-curdling scream out in pain which surprised everyone and they all stopped and stared at me in horror. Loz and Yazoo grabbed Kadaj and ran and Yazoo managed to stomp on my wrist before leaving, but my savior fell to the floor choking and then got up and ran over to me as I blacked out.

When I woke up I was being carried and everything felt fuzzy like dream. "I see you're awake," said the person carrying me. "Uhhnnn," I groaned as I went to feel my head. "Hey! Hey! Hey! Don't move! You have a broken wrist so bear with the pain until we can get you to a hospital and get you fixed up." "NO! No hospitals!" I screamed, which was a bad idea because he jumped and bumped into my arm, which wound up making me scream again. "Sorry! Sorry! Here let me set you down." Whoever saved had to have been always working out because he picked up Kadaj and he's carried me for a while now. As he gently set me down on the closest bench my arm fell out of my lap and just before it hit the bench he gently caught it and held it until I was fully laid down.

"There ya go. How do you feel?" he asked.

"Like shit," I said as I rubbed my forehead with my good arm.

"No surprise, considering you just got the shit beat out of you," he said as he sat next to my head. Once he was seated, he looked at me and I saw the face of my savior. It was Zack Fair, my crush since grade school, and now he's saved me and taking care of me. ///Oh my God! What the-? Why did he-? How did he even find me?!///

"How did you even find me?" I asked.

"I saw Kadaj and his gang, jump you and knock you out. When you were out they threw you in their trunk and drove off and I followed them here and well, you know the rest."

"Why did-?"

"Huh?"

"Why did you save me?"

"What do you mean?" he asked, puzzled.

"I'm the freak of the school and everyone knows it so why did you feel the need to help me?"

"Do you have a problem with me having saved you or something?!" he asked peeved by my response.

"No, I just don't understand why you cared enough to help someone like me," I responded.

"What, do you think I am like all of those other jerks out there?! You think I'm shallow enough to let someone get kidnapped and beaten and then do nothing?! Maybe I shouldn't have helped you if I knew that you really wanted all of that!" he screamed.

"Maybe you should have! Cause if you did, maybe I would be dead by now and that would be pretty fucking great!" I screamed. After I realized what I said, I got up and ran towards home.

I ran for seven blocks and looked back and didn't see him following me so I began to walk. I walked for what seemed like an hour and then I finally reached the place my family calls home. I stood outside contemplating how I would explain to my mother where I was and what happened and how I wouldn't wake up my step-father and get any further injured. I looked down at my wrist to find that it was crudely wrapped until further attention could be given to it, but I wanted to find out how bad the damage was. I started unwrapping what looked like a ripped T-shirt, but what I found was much more horrifying than I thought. My wrist had been dislocated and turned from struggling against the bonds that held me and from the kick Yazoo gave me a bone had punctured the skin and was hanging out. "Shit, I need to go to a hospital. As much as I know that I can't, I know that I need to."

///What am I going to do? I can't walk in there looking like this, he will kill me for being such a wuss and not being able to fight back, and mom isn't even back yet. I'm just going to go to the field in the park to stay the night until I can figure out what to do.///

I walked to the park holding my broken arm to my chest. I began getting dizzy from all of the blood loss caused by the protruding bone, but I couldn't pass out on my street because my mom would definitely find me. I had to get away, no, I needed to get away from the road and this area. Finally, after walking for another forty-five minutes or so I collapsed and couldn't get back up. ///Am I going to die like this? It hurts. It hurts really bad. Finally, now I can fall into my eternal slumber. Right before I passed out I heard footsteps and yelling. Whoever it was, they rolled me over to face them and I saw that it was Angeal, Zack's older brother, and –speak of the devil- Zack was standing right next to him looking at me in horror as if to say, "What the hell?! I just saved your ass, why the hell are you so close to dying? Stupid idiot, I told you to go to a hospital." Right as everything was going dark I heard someone say that I was going to be okay and that help was on the way. ///What if I don't want to be okay? What if I don't want to be saved? Why would they help someone like me? It doesn't make any sense at all. Can't they see how worthless I am? They should just leave me to die.///