I do not own any of the South of Nowhere characters nor do I own the lyrics to the song Fake It by Seether
"When someone stabs you it's not your fault that you feel pain"
Spencer's POV
Why is it that when you think things can't get any worse they most certainly do. For three years now I've been the main target of Madison and her group of bitches she calls her posse. You name it they've done it flushed my head down the toilet, put pain bombs in my locker, sprayed aerosol in my eyes, pushed me, kicked me, punched me, slapped me and all sorts of weird and awful tricks. All this only started because the leader Madison (skank) decided that she would come on to me, shit hit the fan when I knocked her back and now she has had it in for me since. Don't get me wrong I never go for the anatomy when I look for someone to be with, in my opinion it's not the action that counts it's who you're with and how they make you feel; yeah Madison is slim, curvy has a nice ass and big tits however I just didn't know her so why would I ever give her my virginity? I may seem picky but sex in my opinion is pointless if the person entering you is a complete stranger because it'd just be plain sex and not an action that makes the bond between two people stronger. I've been brought up a Catholic so my sexual orientation isn't known to anyone as it'd cause too many problems and my mother Paula, she'd kick my ass to Jesus camp to prey away the gay so to speak.
Since that night Madison has made it her mission to seek her revenge on me, it started off with name calling but then when I was cast a bigger part in our theatre group she became more violent, I was so proud to be the lead role till it was taken off me and given to Madison and rumor has it she only got my part because she slept with the director! So now I take beating after beating and am left with scars both mental and physical which has left me a loner. I used to have many friends but since the bullying they're too scared to even come near me just in case they get beaten too. My parents are so worried about me since I can't bring myself to tell them what's happened and why it has happened, every time I come home beaten my mum (being a nurse) observes my injuries and if it's really bad takes me to the hospital, the school have promised to keep me under constant surveillance to ensure I don't get beaten at school so break and lunch I spend in the staff room which is just humiliating but even then as soon as I walk out of the gates I'm preyed upon like a tiger preys upon its prey and there's nothing anyone can do about it. Life to me right now just isn't worth living why should I live in a world where I feel so alone and live in fear?
It was snowing and as per usual Madison got her hands on me after the bell and I took my usual beating but this time, this time got even worse she'd sunk to an even lower level by getting 4 of her posse to hold me down so she can rip my t-shirt and bra off me exposing my breasts I fought, I really did but was just not strong enough, I was so cold right now but I just kept kicking and screaming for them all to leave me the fuck alone, she just laughed and started to pour something what smelt like urine all over me spitting in my face while my body lay limp from the soccer boys kicking me like a football after Madison told them I was the one that got them disqualified from the semis.
I managed to crawl into the drama studio where we hold some of our school shows and let it all out. I cried for the embarrassment and hurt I was feeling, I smelt was freezing and blood was trickling from my nose and mouth. Suddenly a dark figure appeared on stage, I knew I was in for another beating; I couldn't do anything but wait for it to happen as I had no more fight left in me. The lights came up and I could see a dark haired girl standing in the middle, I'd never seen her before in my whole life, she just stared at me and then believe it or not music started and I felt compelled to listen.
Who's to know if your soul will fade at all
The one you sold to fool the world
You lost your self-esteem along the way
Yeah
She now comes down to me singing:
Good god you're coming up with reasons
Good god you're dragging it out
Good god it's the changing of the seasons
I feel so raped
So follow me down
And just fake it if you're out of direction
Fake it if you don't belong here
Fake it if you feel like affection
Woah you're such a fucking hypocrite
And you should know that the lies won't hide your flaws
No sense in hiding all of yours
You gave up on your dreams along the way
Yeah
She pulls me up by the hands smiles and sings:
Good god you're coming up with reasons
Good god you're dragging it out
Good god it's the changing of the seasons
I feel so raped
So follow me down
And just fake it if you're out of direction
Fake it if you don't belong here
Fake it if you feel like affection
Woah you're such a fucking hypocrite
Just as she got to the end of that verse she pointed to me and told me to sing the next verse, I loved this song and knew all the lyrics so I found myself singing:
I can fake with the best of anyone
I can fake with the best of em all
I can fake with the best of anyone
I can fake it all
Who's to know if your soul will fade at all
The one you sold to fool the world
You lost your self-esteem along the way
Yeah
Good god you're coming up with reasons
Good god you're dragging it out
Good god it's the changing of the seasons
I feel so raped
So follow me down
And just fake it if you're out of direction
Fake it if you don't belong here
Fake it if you feel like affection
Woah you're such a fucking hypocrite
Fake it if you're out of direction
Fake it if you don't belong here
Fake it if you feel like infection
Woah you're such a fucking hypocrite
After the song finished I couldn't help but smile she simply just looks at me and tells me her name is Ashley, she's seen the way I've been getting treated and that I shouldn't stand up for it any longer so like the song says I should fake my way to get the justice I've been hoping for and that she was willing to guide me. I didn't know what to say so she put it plainly "you can either get beaten to death or say goodbye to the old Spencer Carlin and fake it with me". What other option did I have other than to take her up on her offer, she then simply just said she'd meet me here at 4pm for the teaching to begin and walked out with a broad smile on her face.
A.N I'd really appreciate any reviews as I'm in two minds on whether to carry on but if I do carry on a lot of mature content is to be expected
