Hey everyone, this is my first fanfiction I have posted online although I have wrote many in the past some collaborations with friends. I don't think there enough Niff/Neff on here. They are one of my fave pairings and deserve more stories hehe :3 x
I don't own anything Glee if I didn't no one would watch x
Not long now, two more months Jeff thought to himself as his body collided with the hard concrete of the school grounds.
"Come on lets leave lady boy to get up on his own" came the voice of an over towering boy and an angry look upon his face, laughs from other boys and some girls could be heard around him. As they slowly faded away Jeff opened his eyes tears forming but refusing to let it show, Dont cry Jeff they're not worth it... none of them he sighed lightly maybe one of them. He got up as quickly as his body would allow as everyone else gradually walked past leaving him unnoticed and unimportant, he took a deep breath once he was up but quickly stopped to wince in pain he knew now he would have a bruise all of his right side tomorrow. He looked the direction of where the laughs had faded, to see him looking back at Jeff a small but almost apologetic smile on his face. That swept over black hair, the beautiful greeny brown eyes and that grin that would make anyones knees week...Nick Duval.
Jeff Sterling was in his last year at his junior high school,although it had only been three years it had felt like three lifetimes. He had dyed blonde hair that was short at the back but swept over his face at the front, he was very tall for his age but not strong, not physically or mentally. His eyes a soft brown and a very cheeky smile. He was also the only gay kid out at school and living in a small town that wasnt very accepting meant most the town knew not just the school, he didn't have many friends as most people choose to ignore he existed whether it was their own choice or influenced by there parents. He didn't mind being alone at school not most the day, lessons had become easier as teachers would not tolerate disruptions of any kind. Lunch was the worst he'd stopped eating for fear he might choke if someone pushed or hit him from behind, that someone was usually Shaun. Shaun was in the football team and was very big built for his age he was part of the popular group, you know the popular group? every school has them people look up to them, wanted to be like them,be apart of their crowd. The boys followed the girls like bee's to honey and the girls were not much different when it came to the boys in the group, but none of them followed Shaun, their interest was to the most popular...the most handsome...the most kind...Nick.
Jeff finally managed to breath through the pain in his ribs and walk to his next class, he'd walked all the way to the other end of the school through a small corridor to a classroom that had many more doors leading to smaller rooms. The music room...his favourite place in the whole school a home from home and his little taste of freedom, two of his best friends,his only real friends took this class too. Tom and Hebe had always been there when he needed them, when a singing project came up Jeff always worked with them he wouldn't sing in front of anyone else...espeacially the rest of the class. Jeff slowly wondered to his seat on the polished wooden table of four at the back next to Hebe, he watched the other students pile in and the teacher last, by this point Jeff was looking down breathing heavily.
"Hey are you okay? Jeff...why didnt you meet us here earlier? we waited" Hebe asked a little concerned watching her best friend act this way.
"I...I got held up" he looked up at her gently tears in his eyes."Shaun...I'll be fine in a minute" he managed to smile weekly.
Hebe gently rubbed his back "I should have come to lunch with you" she sighed softly.
"Dont be silly, you had to see about your art work, I can take care of myself" he smiled although a touch of anger in his voice, again glancing round the class not really taking in any of his surroundings,untill his eyes locked on to another student who was looking directly back at him.
"Come on let's go practice.." Hebe's sweet voice brought him back to reality, he turned slowly to see Tom also stood there waiting for him. He got up and nodded before walking towards one of the many doors that led to sound proof practice rooms. Hebe had now opened the door to the room and gone inside to set up Tom had followed suit, as Jeff walked up to the door he turned once more to see him still looking in Jeff's direction, their eyes met and he couldn't help but blush slightly, the brown-haired boy had gestured to Jeff to ask if he was okay he could only nod in reply and found himself looking back down at the floor as he continued to walk into the room. As he took a seat upon a high wooden stool behind the microphone and placed his old acoustic guitar upon his knee he couldn't help but grin, thoughts rushing through his head. I can't believe he just did that...does he care if im okay? no..no of course he doesnt...Jeff stop this, stop doing it to yourself! but he's never actually done anything to me...hes never hurt me, why shouldnt i believe he might care...
The next 6 weeks had gone extremely quickly and easily for Jeff, exams had gone well due to all night study sessions with Hebe and Tom, their song for their last music exam which was to be held on the last week of school was also going well but most importantly he hadn't had any bother from Shaun, not a scratch not even verbal abuse. He couldn't understand why,he would only ever glare if he was to walked past, Nick had become more friendly saying 'hey' whenever they crossed paths at the school but only if he was Jeff saw Nick with Shaun and the group he would automatic drop his head or talk to someone else in the group ignoring Jeff completely,Hebe had warned Jeff to try to get over him, it was in his best interests and her and Tom were convinced Nick was trying to mess with his head.
Although looking back on the last few weeks had made him a little happier and had gone well, all Jeff could think about was getting out of this hospital bed. Although severe rib bruising wasnt exactly what he had planned this past week the doctors had promised he could leave tomorrow and the constant visits from his mum, Hebe and Tom had helped pass the time, he's music teacher had even sent him a 'Get Well Soon' card but told him as he would need bed rest untill his ribs had healed completely he was to send in a video of his exam piece. Ugh. I need to move get some fresh air...I hate this...being couped up in this ward . He looked towards his cards and gifts on a small table beside his bed and sighed closing his eyes, it didn't take him long to fall asleep and once again like every time he'd been here he was sure he could feel a hand holding his warmly,comforting him.
He woke up all of a sudden images of the last week flashing through his brain, the wet gritted path...the darkness that engulfed his body and then waking up in the bright yet gloomy hospital ward. He gently opened his eyes to realize he was back home in his own bed he shifted his weight trying to get more comfortable he rested his head gently upon his soft pillow and looked over to his calendar...shit! music exam! i need to get in for it...i have to.. he immediately rang Hebe to inform her that Tom and her were to do the song they had practised and they would have to share out vocals, Hebe of course understood and agreed unaware of Jeff's intentions. He had explained to his mum over breakfast that Hebe and Tom wanted to come round after the music exam to tell him how their song had worked out, luckily for him his mum had agreed and offered to pick them up from the music block with Jeff. When they arrived just gone three Jeff smiled and strummed his guitar lightly... waiting, he noticed Hebe walk towards the car and without another thought Jeff immediately got out, a shock of pain surged through his body but he pushed it to the back of his mind running towards Hebe "Help me...to music room...please?" he looked at her smiling softly she agreed and put her arm around Jeff's waist as gently as she could so she didn't touch his rib cage and placed his arm around her neck. They started walking as fast as they could when Tom ran out going straight toward them. "Jeff?...what are you doing?!" Tom looked more calm then he'd attempted to sound.
"I'm good but... But can you go tell mum I need to do this?" Tom just nodded in reply and ran towards the car where Jeff's mum had stood still with shock. Jeff and Hebe made it less than five minutes later, he managed to shuffle into the room where the rest of his class were gathered watching intently while someone finished off their exam piece. He clapped and cheered when they had finish happy that he would now also perform his exam in front of his class turned to see Jeff cheering and all look shocked yet happy for him, his teacher on the other hand did not."Jeff Sterling! You should be resting!" His teacher said across the room.
"I am... my room is the most restless place I could be right now... let me do my exam here, now... like everyone else...I dont want to be treated any differently." He grinned still holding tightly on to his guitar and Hebe's shoulder. The teacher waited a few seconds and nodded with a small sigh knowing he couldn't stop him. Jeff had propped himself up on the high stool with a little help from Hebe, and adjusted the microphone height before gently strumming his guitar.
My hands are cold my body's numb
I'm still in shock what have you done
Jeff closed his eyes as he sang scenes playing in his mind like a film.
"OI!...!" Jeff sighed knowing the voice all to well and knowing it had been a dream this past six weeks with no bother. He couldn't even face him, he looked to the floor and continued to walk but before he could go more than five steps he felt someone grab his shirt collar from behind.
"I WAS TALKING TO YOU FAG!" Shaun's voice clear and angry in his right ear. He felt himself being spun around on the spot seeing Shaun's face lit only slightly from the nearby lamp-post, a fist collided with his jaw and Jeff helplessly collided with the ground.
My head is poundin, my vision's blur
Your mouth is moving, I don't hear a word
Jeff's eyes fluttered as he tried to concentrate on what was happening around him,quick sharp blows to his side told him he was being kicked, the pure sounded rings in his ears and brain had meant he could no longer hear anything around him or the words Shaun was saying although he could see him shouting, a few shadowing bodies could also be made out in the background but Jeff could not make them out and he wasnt sure he wanted to either.
And it hurts so bad that I search my skin
For the entry point, where love went in
And ricocheted and bounced around
And left a hole when you walked out yeah
He looked out the windows of the music room looking at the school field in the distance, the soft grass and the smell of rain he knew so well. Many times he had been laid there upon that grass watching them leave him, each time he would look back a boy looked right back at Jeff, worried for him but Nick would always leave him alone.
I'm falling through the doors of the emergency room
Can anybody help me with these exit wounds
I don't know how much more love, this heart can lose
Recollections of being in the ambulance, paramedics checking over his body,being to exhausted to take it image of someone sat beside him but he couldn't make it out ...was still such a blur to him. Why am I remembering this now?He thought as he sang the words pure emotion in his voice.
And I'm dying, dying from these exit wounds
Whoooooaa uuuh where their leaving, the scars you're keeping
Exit wounds, where their leaving, the scars you're keeping
He smiled weakly as he continued to sing the lyrics that now meant so much to him. He looked towards Hebe and Tom giving them both thankful smile's which they happily returned along with a wink from Hebe. He's eyes began to scan the room filled with his class mates each one a sad expression crossed their faces,and Jeff could help but wonder if some of it was guilt.
Marks a battle still feel raw
A million pieces of me on the floor
I'm damaged goods for all to see
Now who would ever want to be with me
His eyes lock onto Nick for seconds as he sings now only to him, hes eyes watery as he smiles weakly at him but never expecting the smile he received in return, he quickly looked back at his guitar his cheeks blushing began to sing now with more emotion, he's fingers strumming the guitar as hard as he could,closing his eyes tightly bringing his mouth up to the mic.
I've got all the baggage drink the pills
Yeah this is living but without the will
I'm Blacken out I'm shutting down
You've left a hole, you walked out yeah
Jeff looks back towards his audience the classmates he'd known for three years and yet not one of them knew him not really. He sang now to them,letting them know their acceptance was no longer needed he survived this without anyone...he had his friends and his family. He realized now he was grateful for what he had especially when he noticed his mum in the door way hand over her mouth but grinning all the same. So proud of her son, so much love...he winked to say he was okay and smiled to his classmates.
I'm falling through the doors of the emergency room
Can anybody help me with these exit wounds
I don't know how much more love, this heart can lose
And I'm dying, dying from these exit wounds
Wounds . where their leaving, the scars you're keeping
Exit wounds .. where their leaving, the scars you're keepin
His left hand tingled a little feeling warm as he remember the nights he would sleep in the ward and have that comforting hand, someones warm loving hand upon his looking after him. He wished it could have known who it was, was it anyone? was he just imagining it? it hadn't happened when he got back home... he smirked feeling that level of comfort again now singing for the first time in front of other people, it felt amazing and he didn't care what they thought about him anymore...this is was his time.
Loose your clothes... and show your scars
That's who you are
Loose your clothes... and show your scars
That's who you are
Loose your clothes... and show your scars
That's who you are
Loose your clothes... and show your scars
That's who you are
He grinned almost shouting the words as if to make a statement not only to the class but to the school its self, the students...teachers and other staff that had left him to suffer, ignored him. Most of all this was for Shaun and the others to show them he would no longer need to worry about them...he was leaving them for good with all their memories and all his scars.
Marks a battle still feel raw
A million pieces of me on the floor
I'm falling through the doors of the emergency room
Can anybody help me with these exit wounds
I don't know how much more love, this heart can lose
And I'm dying, dying from these exit wounds
Wounds . where their leaving, the scars you're keeping
Exit wounds .. where their leaving, the scars you're keepin
It was now half way through the summer holidays and the buzz from exam day still hadn't left his mind. The cheers from his classmates and pats on the back the approval of his teacher...everything. That in effect had been his last day at school, with his ribs still needing to heal he had missed the last days,including results day but he didn't mind all that much. The rest had done him good he was now back on his feet and ready for the summer to be over to finally go to high school...Dalton Acdemey in Westerville Ohio, it sounded like a dream the best high school he could have wished for it was not in his town it had the most important thing; zero-tolerance bullying policy. Jeff could finally be happy and be himself away from everything and everyone that had caused him pain, he was almost packed already and even if he didn't want to admit it he kinda loved the uniform. Although he would miss Hebe and Tom and most of all his family especially his mum who had saved up over the past two years for his tuition to Dalton,their was still someone he would miss terribly and who he would never let himself forget...
Thanks for reading guys hope you enjoyed it, the song used was Exit Wounds by The Script. Reviews are like Klainebows ^_^ xx