Last two weeks for my year 8 years. Fuck. They went fast. I got up and looked at myself in the mirror, fixing it into a punk rock hair style with a straighter and hairspray, it looked rad to me. I really liked it. Our band is much better now, I've written songs. We're doing youth rock next year. Bradie is at home with a cold and I'm bored so Andy's coming over after school.

I ran up to Andy and hugged him "RAWR!" I laughed
"oh my god Shaun you scared me"
"hehehe, I'm so bored"
"me too"
"want to walk?
"Sure" I smiled and we started walking and talking about music, and laughing and being retarded to teachers.
"Can I show you something?"
"okay, what?" I replied
"come" Andy grabbed my hand and pulled me into that so called "haunted" bathroom
"you see that red stain on the tile there" he pointed to it
"y-yeah.."
"that's my blood" he looked down, I put my hand on his back to comfort him and then I felt two people pull my back, holding me tight, I was screaming but they covered my mouth.
"SHAUN!" Andy came to help me then Daniel came and punched his stomach, I watched him fall to the floor, I burst into tears, I was struggling to move, I just watched as I struggled to get out, crying heavily.
"you're such a gay cunt with your boyfriend Shaun over there you're so fucking fat, you're nothing" he said to Andy, slapping him across the face then kicking his balls and threw him across the room into the tile, Andy fell to the ground and Daniel picked him up by the hair and punched his eye, I struggled, kicked and screamed, getting out of there reach and went to run and then Daniel pulled me by the arm, slamming me into the wall.
"where do you think you're going, pretty boy" he punched me right in the gut which made me groan, I looked to the side at Andy through my tears, he looked helpless "I-I don't know where I'm going but I know you're going to hell" he punched me in the nose "FUCK!" I screamed and sobbed, I lifted my leg and kneed his balls, running out of there as fast as I could with Daniel's friends running behind me, I ran to the front office and burst into tears "D-Daniel a-and his friends just bashed m-me and my best friend Andy up, p-please help"
"oh good god, I'll call the ambulance you sit over there dear"
"n-no! Daniel is still with Andy in the bathroom that no one goes in!"
"He'll be okay" I shook my head, I was shaking, I want Andy. I want him safe. He's my best friend I can't take this. I ran back out to find Daniel right there; I started to back away until I bumped into someone…the principal "OI, ALL THREE OF YOU BOYS IN MY OFFICE NOW!" I just ran, past them, I wanted to know Andy was okay, I ran in there and kneeled down next to Andy, he looked at me so hurt. "A-Andy you'll be okay" he just groaned, I burst into more tears how could I let this happen? This is my entire fault. A few minutes later the ambulance came in and took Andy, mum came and picked me up, and I'm still crying and shaking. I want to die. I got home and ran to my room. "SHAUN!?"
"L-LEAVE ME ALONE!" I slammed my door and sat on my bed crying, I slowly walked out of my room later, mum wasn't around, I quickly ran to the kitchen and looked through the draw and grabbed a Stanley knife, quickly running back to my room, I took the blade out and stared at it through my tears for at least 5 minutes. I had to think, I slid my pants down and sat on my bed, and pressed it lightly to my skin 'c'mon Shaun, you know you deserve it' I said to myself, I quickly pushed hard and swiped it across my leg and quickly bit my lip, trying not to scream "f-fuck!" I dropped the blade and quickly pushed my hand on the cut, blood went all over my hand "s-shit", I cried in pain and quickly got up, running to the bathroom with blood running down my leg, I turned the shower on and put my leg I, washing the blood, I sobbed heavily, I remembered Andrew, I had to watch my best friend get tortured. This is the worst feeling ever. But the cut relieved my pain, I pulled my leg out, it was stinging like crazy. I wrapped a bandage around my thigh and ran back to my room putting my pyjamas on and got in bed. I want to sleep and never wake up.

I woke up slowly and sighed. At least it's a Saturday; I listened to my iPod and watched tv in my room until I heard a knock on the door.
"m-mhm?"
"we have to go see Andy" my mum said
I sighed as I tried not to cry "be there in a minute"
"okay darling, I'll be in the car"
"Okay" I got up and put my jeans on, hissing softly as it passed my thigh, I put a shirt on and washed my face and slowly went out to the car, breathing deeply. I got in and put my seat belt on, looking out the window, I heard mum sigh as she pulled out, driving away.
We got to Andy's place, I got out of the car and walked in looking down
"hey Gerald, how is he?" my mum asked
"he's just in his room relaxing" Gerald replied
"Shaun, go see Andy"
"h-huh? Mum..."
"He's your best friend, go..."
"Okay" I bit my lip and walked down the hallway and knocked his door
"who is it" I heard a soft voice
"I-It's me"
"oh, come in"
I slowly opened the door and I swear I could burst into tears right then and there, he looked so hurt
"hi Shaun…"
"Hey" I bit my lip and took a deep breath as I went and sat on his bed
"how are you feeling?" he asked me
"I'm fine. Absolutely fine, all that matters is you, are you okay?" he smiled slightly
"you're so kind Shaun and yeah, I'm okay, just sore"
"okay, all that matters is that you get better"
"yeah"
I sighed shakily
"are you okay Shaun?" he asked
"I-I don't know, lately I've been a bit weird. I feel funny"
"what do you mean 'you feel funny'"
"don't worry, probably just a part of growing up"
"hmm okay"
I just looked at him, right in the eyes, I have no idea why, he just looked so hurt, I wanted him to be better, I hated him being hurt.
"SHAUN, HONEY WE'RE GOING" I heard my mum yell, I sighed "I have to go Andy, text me if you have to" I went to hug him but I didn't want him to hurt so I stroked his hair softly, biting my lip "okay Shaun, see you later"
"bye Andrew" I walked out of his room and said bye to Gerald and Bradie then went with mum to the car, going home. What was this funny feeling I had? It's confusing me.