A/N: Okay this chapter might be really depressing but the next ones going to be happier but this part is essential so you can try to read it. It's a bit off the rating but it's the only one.
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Chapter 14
For once in my life I had to finally agree with Boris. I had been broken. Or so they thought. I had persuaded my….moth…. mother…to buy me a skate board again so I could use it during the day at their…hideout. After I had fainted that day I woke up in a room. The boy with the mask said his name was Mystel, the boy with orange hair was Brooklyn, the big guy was Crusher, Garland was the fighter and Ming Ming was the little girl, who funnily was my age…Though she doesn't look it. I was given a room and told who was training me. I never saw Shiro and Kuro (Dylan and Jake) for the first week but frequently met Hero. Each time I ignored him, ending up with him shouting at me. Mother told me the day this happened that she was having a baby. After it turned out to be a boy. She named it Jackson. Bad name if you ask me. Its too….normal. But I got used to it. He had Kuroyuri's hair and mother's eyes. Three weeks after I arrived and on that weekend I was told I was beyblading at the tournament. Christmas sucked, in fact I didn't even know it passed until Mystel gave me a present. He's a really sweet guy but I have no idea why he blades for Boris. Oh did I forget to mention whenever I'm training if I lose or something bad happens, I get beaten up. Kuroyuri ends up punching me and shouting that I'm worthless and can't beyblade. They soon realised after the first beyblade session about the jabs I kept needing and sent to the doctor to get more for me. Mystel was given charge of them so they won't think I'll try and commit suicide. It's the day before the actual Beyblade match against….guess who…The Bladebreakers. We beat the White Tigers, All Stars and Demolition Boys. It had been so hard those days. I had a collar around me to stop me if I didn't come back from the beybattle or tried toe scape. I could have screamed but the collar stopped it. I'm now sitting in the training room on my break staring at the floor.
I
am a little bit of loneliness a little bit of disregard
Handful of
complaints but I can't help the fact that everyone can see
these
scars
I am what I want you to want what I want you to feel
But
it's like no matter what I do, I can't convince you, to just
believe
this is real
So I let go, watching you, turn your back
like you always do
Face away and pretend that I'm not
But I'll
be here 'cause you're all that I got
"Why is it so hard," I whispered crying, a single tear going down my face. "I just wanted to be free," I added. I looked at my board lying next to me and stood up picking it up with me. I hooked it to the side of the massive beyblade dish. It was big, it was big enough to skate board across. I slowly and morbidly skated across the dish. Back and Forth. Back and Forth. I stared at the ground and soon left after having Crush shout at me about how he wanted to train so I had to bugger off. I walked off to my room even more depressed then before and went straight to the bathroom. Stopping off to play the Faint by Linkin Park. I walked into the bathroom and stared at the mirror.
I
can't feel the way I did before
Don't turn your back on me
I
won't be ignored
Time won't heal this damage anymore
Don't turn
your back on me
I won't be ignored
"Whats wrong with me!" I screamed at it. I struck out and punched it, shattering the glass and cutting my hand. I screamed again, knowing the music was drowning out the screams. I banged open the cupboard doors and saw the bloody razor, I had used so many times before that. I sat on the ground and looked at my arm.
I
am a little bit insecure a little unconfident
Cause you don't
understand I do what I can but sometimes I don't make
sense
I
am what you never wanna say but I've never had a doubt
It's like
no matter what I do I can't convince you for once just to hear
me
out
So I let go watching you turn your back like you always
do
Face away and pretend that I'm not
But I'll be here 'cause
you're all that I've got
I pressed the cold stained blade to my wrist and swept it across slowly. The sight of my blood eased the pain a bit but not for long. I started doing more and more opening more of the cuts. I was screaming to the song words booming in the back ground.
I
can't feel the way I did before
Don't turn your back on me
I
won't be ignored
Time won't heal this damage anymore
Don't turn
your back on me
I won't be ignored
No
Hear me out
now
You're gonna listen to me, like it or not
Right now
Hear
me out now
You're gonna listen to me, like it or not
Right
now
I can't feel the way I did before
Don't turn your back
on me
I won't be ignored
I can't feel the way I did
before
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
Time
won't heal this damage anymore
Don't
turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
Soon there was a banging on the door and I ignored it and the person ran in as I finished the song.
I
can't feel
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
Time
won't heal
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
The person was Mystel. He stared for a few minutes and I turned grinning like a maniac.
"I'm leaving this place! I'm going to a better place!" I screamed at him as I slumped forward on the ground. Bleeding to death.
