The rain never let up as he made his journey home. It was as though nature felt his pain and wept along with him or that the gods above were mocking him. As he made his way down the streets he put his hand to his nose and pulled back instantly feeling the painful sting coming from it. The other pains in his chest and abs had gone away, but his side was another matter. Instead of his normal route home he walked a different route in hopes of putting off his destination. Times when he felt like this he would walk, not in any direction or destination, but in hopes of escaping the feeling he had within himself. On this particular journey he found himself coming across a bus stop. The cover protected the old graffiti filled bench from the rain and he felt himself being draw into the dryness that it held. Slinging his book bag to the side he crashed onto the bench allowing gravity to finally take control. Sitting under the dull light he remember the transactions of that day and the reason why he felt the pain inside.
Class had finally ended, to him it was as if he had finally emerged into the light from the long tunnel he had been making his way through. He would have sprinted out of the class if he had not been caught sleeping. He had to wait for fifteen minutes as Barkin talked about principles and respect hoping to install some type of pride in his private. All this did was bore him further; Barkin's lectures always had a way of ending with some battle scene he had lived through. When Barkin did finally finish he sprinted out of class grabbing some books at his locker hoping to catch the bus without running into any trouble, of how wrong he was.
After retrieving his books he went to use the bathroom for a second and walked into the lion's den. He never saw it coming as a fist slammed into his nose producing blood from it as he fell towards the floor. His head bounced on the tile and when he regained his senses he looked up at the sight of the bulky form of Brick Flagg smiling down on him. "Told you the next time I saw you I would hurt you bad Stoppable."
In his stupidity Ron added on, "great to see the English lessons are paying off." After that everything became a blur, he had allowed Brick and the friend he was with to make him into a punching bag. They bounded on his chest until he was on the ground gasping for air as the last punch knocked the wind out of him. Most would have been satisfied with the beating they gave him, but for those two they felt it was only a beginning. They then dragged him to a stall and forcible plunged his head into the bowl canting swirlly. After that they preceded to kick him in the side a couple of times for laughs. His final sight was that of Flagg's shoe coming towards his face, after that he blacked out. He had woken up later; unaware of how long he had been lying there and slowly made his way to the sink. There he cleaned up his face and made it to the front of the school were he notice the busses had already left. It didn't matter though, nothing mattered.
The sound of a bus in the distance snapped him out of thought and made his head move towards the lights coming towards him. He was about to leave when he suddenly stopped and just stood there. The bus pulled up and the friendly face of an old black man who looked him up and down greeted him. "You want to get on or are you just getting out of the rain?"
He looked towards the man and replied, "the second."
The driver just smiled at him saying, "get on, this one is on me."
He took his seat giving his tanks to the driver as he passed him. He had rode the busses before and even though this would not take him home it would get him much closer. Besides it felt good to get out of the rain.
As you can already tell this won't be anything like my other work, EndGame. I wanted to take a serious subject, ie suicide, and see if i could help some people. When i produce more chapters you will be able to see my intent. Lastly this will be updated every 4 to 5 days, it won't be long paragraphs like i'm use to writing.
Until then good reading and thanks for the reviews.
-Forgotten466-
