Uh oh! What's going to happen this chapter! Hopefully it's a bit better than the previous two! (^w^)ENJOY(^w^)


Getting up the next morning was surprisingly easy. The idea of Dakota giving me a ride to school made the morning a lot easier. I jumped out of bed and grabbed a tee shirt and my favorite pair of jeans. Tight, black and most importantly, they made my ass look amazing. I slide them on and grab a belt. After putting my clothes on, I check the mirror to see if everything works together. When I look, I felt every drop of motivation and confidence leave my body. All I could see were bumps of fat that covered my body. Not to mention the fact that my face is still pretty bruised from the punches. I lift my shirt and see all the bruises all over my ribs and back. I grab some cover up from the mirror cabinet and put on a heavy layer. Satisfied with the coverage, I put it back in the cabinet.

I turned away from the mirror and got into the drawer. Pulling out the box, I open it and pick up the razor. Looking at it, I replace the empty box in the drawer. Going out to my room, I pick up my bag and unzip a small pocket inside the largest space. I drop the blade in and zip it back up. "I think I'll be needing this with me from now on." The thought slipped through my mind. What if Dakota thinks I just look fat? Maybe I should change.

As I walk over to the wardrobe, I hear a knock on my door. My mom opens it smiling. "Sweetie, guess who's here!" She steps to the side and Dakota walks in. I feel the blood leave my face quickly. 'Oh shit! Now he's seeing what a disgusting, ugly thing I am! He's sure to run out the door!' Realizing I'm staring at him, I feel all the blood go right back to my face. I quickly turn away, pretending to finish getting ready. I hear him give a small laugh.

Mom walked out, leaving the two of us alone. "You almost ready? I figured we could get to school early so we can hang out before class. I nod, grabbing my bag and a hoodie.

"Yeah, I'm ready. We can go now." I say with a smile. I follow him down the stairs and hear my parents getting their coffee. "I'm leaving! I'll see you guys later, okay?" Mom walked out of the kitchen followed by dad, both hugging and kissing my cheek.

"Have a good day and stay safe! You shouldn't even be going to school. The only reason you are is because you insisted and the school said they'd keep an eye out for any suspicious activity. If they don't do something, let us know about it and we'll get to the bottom of it, okay?" Dad said with his 'dad-mom' voice. I give him a big hug and say sarcastically, "Yes, papa dear! I'll be very careful!" I jump back and smile at him. He shakes his head and walks back into the kitchen. "Smartass."

Dakota chuckled and watched as I ran over to put my boots on. After they were tied, I open the door. "I'll see you guys later!" I walked out followed by Dakota and saw the car. I got in and closed the door. It was an amazing, clean interior. Very simple, black leather seats with white hems. Putting the seat belt on, I noticed it smelled of leather and lightly of lavender mint. I'd never smelled anything like this before. I really liked it!

"This is going to sound weird but your car smells amazing." I mumbled the last part because I realized how insanely creepy it sounded. I glanced at him, seeing he was smiling and pulling out a container.

"I use these to keep the seats clean and conditioned. Then I spray some mint body spray on. It mixes with the lavender car freshener in the back seat. I turned around and saw there was a small purple object sitting in the backseat window. I took a deep breath, inhaling the amazing smell.

We turned down the street the school was on and I remembered what I was willingly putting myself through. They were still there. I know mom contacted the police and they were questioned but I don't think they were held after questioning and I definitely know they weren't suspended since the incident didn't occur on school property. I took a deep, shaky breath. Dakota looked over at me with a concerned look.

"Ya know, you don't have to go back today. You could wait till next week. I'm sure no one would blame you. Maybe that'd be best?" He asked, concern apparent in his voice.

"No, it's fine. I've never really felt too safe at school anyways, so this is normal nervousness for me. Besides, I'll have to face it sometime. Might as well get it over with. The sooner I get back, the sooner all the name calling ends. They'll just wait for me to come in anyways. it's not like it's something that'll diffuse." I say as calm as I can but even I could hear the shaking in my voice was apparent. I just wanted to have a nice time with Dakota. I didn't want any of this to go on.

"Okay… But if anything happens or if you find you have to be alone to get somewhere, text me and I'll come find you. I don't want you to be alone after what happened." He explains, looking at the bit of swelling I still had on my cheek. I feel a small blush then the brakes as Dakota turns into the school. Now that I'm thinking about it, why can he drive to school? Freshman and sophomores can't park on the property..

"Where are you going to park? Sophomores don't have a designated lot." I mention as he turns toward the junior lot. "What grade are you in again?"

He smirks and pulls into a parking spot. "I'm a junior this year. I already have the okay from the office to park on property. Don't worry!" He says confidently. "I didn't tell you I'm a junior at dinner last night? Huh… Oh well. Yeah, I'm a junior."

I get out of his car and grab my bag when I hear a group of girls giggling and chattering amongst themselves. I could make out bits of what they were saying. They were talking about me; calling me gay, saying I got jumped, hoping that it'd happen again only that I'd die that time, wondering who Dakota was. Oh… That's right. Dakota was new. No one really knew much about him. The fact that he was new made him interesting. The fact that he was hanging out with me made him a target for everyone else.

"Hey, uh, I just remembered I have to go see a teacher about a project they mentioned so I'll see you later, okay?" I stuttered out while preparing to run away.

"I'll walk with you." He says happily. I can't let him be seen with me. If people saw, they'd surely try to hurt him. I couldn't let that happen. It's bad enough what they do to me. What would they do to an empathizer? I didn't even want to think about it.

"No! It's fine! You can go to your class and get ready for the bombardment of questions! I'll see you after school.." I nearly shouted. I don't want to hurt his feelings but if that's what it'll take to keep him safe, that's what I'll do.

"Alex, we still have 20 minutes before they open the rooms for classes. It's fine. I have plenty of time. What's wrong, all the sudden?" He questioned, showing a bit of hurt in his eyes. I couldn't stand it.

"Nothing… I just have something I need to do. I'll text you later. Maybe I'll show you where I go during lunch. But I'll see you later." I said a bit happier. I give him a hug and walk away almost at a running pace. He seemed confused when I left him but I'll just have to make it up to him later. I get inside the doors and turn to go toward the wing very few people ever go down. I'm not sure most of people here even realize this wing exists. It's hidden behind a set of doors that can be a bit hard to open unless you actually know that you need to lift them a little then push. If you push then lift, they'll jam and you'll have a hell of a time getting in.

I open the doors and get inside them quickly, making sure I'm not seen. I hear a few girls walking down the hall, chatting with each other about who knows what. Probably how they styled their hair or where they got their outfits. Then I hear Davis talking with a few people whose voices I couldn't name.

"Yeah, the next time we see him, we're gonna make sure he doesn't go anywhere except in a bodybag. A stretcher, at the very least. That fucking queer got all of us in major trouble with the police. I almost lost my car privileges to my dads mustang! If that little fucker thinks he's going to fuck up my life, he's got another thing coming. I mean it, the next time I see him, I'm going to make him wish he was dead."

Before I could turn away, I felt the door start to move. My heart jumped into my throat as I heard the doors creaking open. How did they even know how to open the doors?! Almost no one knew! I tried getting somewhere to hide but it was too late. Davis and the 4 other guys he was with were already through the doors. I looked at them wide eyed. They glared at me and Davis instantly grabbed me by my shirt. Pulling me backward, I found myself in a chokehold. He squeezed hard enough to completely cut off my breathing. I couldn't even get a little gasp of air. I started feel extremely dizzy. He was trying to choke me out. I couldn't fight him off. He was so much bigger than me. Not to mention there were 3 other guys who were waiting to see me try something so they could all jump on the assault bandwagon.

My vision started going black and just before I went out, he let up a little bit. I took a huge breath in and tried not to pass out anyway. Everything was spinning and it didn't feel like my feet were on solid ground anymore. The next thing I knew, I was being thrown against the wall. I heard a crack and felt blood rushing down my face. I tried getting back up but I couldn't get my arms to work. I kept falling. I heard them laughing, saying I was a little bitch for crying. Crying? I didn't realize it but yeah, I guess I am crying. Shit! I can't cry in front of them. I just gave them more ammunition to shoot me with.

I laid there, accepting that I'd either be beaten more left to slowly bleed out. Either way, I wasn't going to be doing well soon. I tried getting up one last time when I suddenly felt a pop in my head. Everything went dark and silent.


WOOOAAAHHHHH! What will happen?! This is the part where it picks up! I'll update in the near future! Please remember to leave feedback! It's very important for me! Thank you so much!