Prologue: Life
"Hey geek!, going home for nerd lessons?"
"Yo no-life, going to suck your mom?"
Every day... The same torment...
"Better get home before mommy gets mad!"
They know I never knew my mother... The jokes are just cruel... They didn't know I was going to end it... That night... At the stroke of midnight...
Let me introduce myself. I am Bradley. J. Hills. Seventeen years of age, average height, average weight, jet black hair, and scars on my wrist. Safe to say I'm not treated well. Father doesn't try to help or stop me, mostly due to ignorance, I should say more but I'm afraid it will become worse. No one ever liked me, I don't know if it's the fact I'm smarter, or richer, or kinder. But I've always been picked on and I've never had the authority to stop them...
The night came fast that day, the clock was ticking... The knife was in my hand, and my cheep cell-phone in the other, I've explained my situation to Ellis Storm via text. Maybe she could convince me the other way. The clock was now saying 11:47 so it was less than ten minuets. It wasn't until 11:51 that my phone rang... The name read 'Ellis Storm' and I flicked open the phone and began to listen.
"What the F*ck do you think your doing?" her voice was a mix of panic and spite. She knows that the clock is spinning.
"Do you think this will help? Yes the bullies will realise there mistakes but it will be far too late" her voice is slowly becoming more enraged and panic ridden. I still didn't respond, yet tears began to trickle down my face, I don't remember when they got there, but they did. She continued "Please." she now sounded like she was sobbing. "Your not just going to be hurting yourself... But think of me, your father... What would your mother say if she saw you like this..." The last one stabbed like a dagger through my heart... How dare she bring that topic up in this situation. I remained silent, starting down the clock, 11:56.
"That's enough Ellis" I talked with a soft and Flat tone. "Goodbye... I love you" At which point I blew as kiss into the phone and threw it out by bedroom window... The clock now ticked up to 11:59. This is it... I picked up by pocket knife with my left hand and traced in the air old marks to go over, stronger. Tears began to gush down my face but I put them to the back of my mind... 3... 2... 1...
A/N: Thanks for reading guys! If you'd kindly leave a review I'd greatly appreciate it. This Chapter may not seam very EEnE but it will become that very soon!