AN: The first music flashback hour drabble fic. This is totally experimental, hopefully I can keep this up.
Disclaimer: I own none of these songs or anything at all... just the account.
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We are the Involuntary-Underoath
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Waterloo Road\OC
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Another stone flew through the air.
*smash*
Sets of running feet. A foot splashed into a puddle.
Off the curb across the ro- *bang*
A van.
Ambulance sirens.
Bright lights.
Hospital bed.
Alone.
Move far away. A new school. The new kid. Covered in cuts and bruises, arm in a cast. Dark hair. Dark make-up. Dark everything.
Everyone knows what you did.
You can't hide from them.
The packet of pills falls out of your pocket as someone bumps you in the corridor (deliberately or otherwise, you can't tell)
A hand grabs them from the floor.
A pair of eyes look at you. Judging.
You snatch the box back, stuffing it inside your pocket again.
Junkie.
The word echos through the corridor as if it were empty.
Silence falls as everyone stops and stares at you and the boy who'd picked your pills up.
You look around, raise a brow and back off. This kid isn't worth it.
But everyone is looking for a fight.
Lunch time you're on your own. The boy comes over to you, his 'gang' skulking behind him. He shoves you, you get up. The two of you are squaring up. You wink, and back off again.
He is confused. He follows you.
His pride is too much for you to bear. You were just in the wrong place at the wrong time.
Somehow you knew you'd end up back in the hospital. But it wasn't your fault this time.