A/N I hope you guys like this (It might be a little strange) and by the way incase you didn't realise it, this is set before Ryan comes!
Hurt
They call me names, laugh at me and throw things. I'm the one they pick on. They have no feeling in their eyes, just pure hatred. I'm always the one left out, the last one to be picked for sports, the one no one wants as their partner. But I don't care about them; the only one I care about is Summer.
She joins them, and it hurts, but when she calls me names she never makes eye contact and I can see the hurt in her eyes, don't get me wrong, she doesn't love me, it's only because she hates seeing people like me getting hurt. When she throws things they never hit me because she aims badly on purpose. She never tells them to stop because she doesn't want to be thrown out of the popular group.
Every night I wish that she will love me. I know it will never happen. It's a dream that will never come true. It hurts so badly. I'd never tell her, what's the point? It's never to happen. Why would someone as popular as her throw it all away for a geek like me?
It wouldn't hurt so much if she new my name. She only knows me as 'Nerd' and 'Freak'. Why is it like this when I love her so much? I wish someone could answer this question that floats around my head all the time.
I'm walking along the corridor; everyone looks away or jeers at me. It hurts so badly. I bump into a group of Jocks, bad move. "What are you doing freak, look where you're going!" one of them shouts at me. I mutter an apology but they don't take any notice. One of them punches me in the face and I wince in pain. Another kicks me in the stomach winding me. I bite my lip to stop myself from screaming, I can't let them see what they are doing to me. I feel a punch in the eye and I can taste the blood dripping into my mouth.
Suddenly my saviour comes along, Marissa. "Come on Luke," she says to the head of the gang, I can see the pain in her eyes to see her boyfriend hurting someone as badly as they hurt me. "We're going to be late for lessons."
Luke sighs, he was enjoying that. "Yeah, sure," He says giving into Marissa. He leans over and whispers into my ear so she can't hear him, "This isn't over." I give Marissa a thank you nod and wait to catch my breath as they walk away.
I search my pockets for a tissue to wipe up the blood but can't find one. I try with the sleeve of my jumper but just stain it. I sigh and pull myself up. I stagger over to the stairway and slowly start walking up the stairs. My breath is getting quicker and my heart is beating faster. The stairway is empty, which is a surprise, but also a relief. After a very long and tiring time I get to the top floor (Our school is very tall). I see the doorway at the side that I was looking for. It has 'KEEP OUT' and 'STUDENTS MAY NOT ENTER' written on the door. I take no notice and push the door. It's unlocked.
I step inside. My footsteps echo through the large empty room. I walk to the only furniture in the room, the staircase. It's very tall and I can hardly see the top (although everything is still a bit dizzy). I slowly place a foot on the first step. I make my way up the stairs and carefully watch my feet. When I get to the top I feel even dizzier. I stagger over to the window and look down. I take a step back, I didn't realise how high up I am. My heart beats faster as I think of what I am about to do. I unlatch the window and push it open. The wind rushes in and blows away the dust. I step up onto the windowsill. My heart beats faster as I know what is going to happen in a few minutes.
I still can't believe it. I'm going to commit suicide. It's crazy but no one will miss me. I slide down the window and jump of onto the floor of the tower. I lie with my back resting against the wall. Everyone will be pleased when I am gone, except my parents. They never knew what happened to me at school; they always thought I had loads of friends and girls around me all the time. Maybe I should write them a suicide note, no that would make it worse, and anyway my bag is downstairs in my classroom and I'm not going back there again, never. Summer won't remember me when I'm gone, she'll be happy that she no longer has to watch her friends Beat me up and hurt me.
Adding everything up it seems the only thing to do. It'll help everyone, including myself. The jocks will find a new victim to pick on. I'll be forgotten by everyone but my parents. The only ones holding me back. But they'll understand and they'll be glad that I left this horrible life, even though they don't know about it. I try not to think about them, I'll never want to jump after picturing my parents at my funeral, all alone and weeping.
I slowly pull myself up onto the windowsill again. I'm going to do this. I stand up straight and look down. The ground is a far way away and I can hear people shouting. They don't even realise I'm missing, jerks. Summer is probably sitting in a corridor with her friends chatting. She looks so beautiful today. I'm really going to miss her when I'm gone, she won't even remember what colour my hair is.
It seems the perfect time. I brace myself and make sure that the coast is clear. I want this to be a quick painless death. I'm just about to step off the edge when I hear someone walking up the steps behind me. If it's a teacher I'm going to be in so much trouble, but it won't matter because I'll be dead by then. I guess I should probably jump now. But I stop when I hear Summer's voice:
"Seth, get down from there now."
I freeze. She knows my name! Hallelujah, she knows my name!
"Get down now," she repeats, more firmly this time. I turn to her and frown.
"Why?" I ask fiercely.
"Because you're going to kill yourself."
"And why should you care?"
"Because I love you."
A/N did you like? sorry if it is a bit confusing. I don't know if I should do another Paragraph? If you have any ideas please review!