AUTHOR'S NOTES:

I was really happy with the reviews on the first chapter so I made a second chapter. I hope you like

Again, sorry for the vagina joke, it was all I could think of. I hope I haven't offended anybody from it, I haven't got any messages saying I have so that's good.

In this chapter, Alan's older brother and sister will be introduced. Don't worry, they won't play a big part in the story. This chapter is mainly just listing all the fucked up shit that Alan is going through.

***WARNINGS: Bullying, Hints of Self Harming, Hints Of Molestation, Language

I do NOT promote bullying in any way. Bullying is BAD.

Alan may be OOC because of all the pain and anger he has in him.

CHAPTER 2

"Alan…" Eric thought as he stared at the brunette, it was a bit hard to make out exactly who it was but that skinny figure couldn't be missed.

Alan was about 16. He had long bangs that hung in his face, he was wearing a pair of black skinny jeans with a hole in one of the knees, he had a great big oversized black and white striped sweater that slipped down his shoulders revealing the strap of an XS black tank top and some little cuts on the crook of his neck. He didn't have any glasses on, he didn't need them as a human, and his eyes were a golden brown color when he looked up.

As he made his way slowly down the steps of the school, keeping his head down as he did so, he was hit in the chest by another boy that was running up the steps. Alan's body was thrown back a little, but he made no attempt to block the next boy who shoved him aside as he was coming down the stairs and 2 guys that kind of hit him back and forth before running off. It was as if Alan didn't notice them. Alan made his way down the sidewalk, having an empty soda can kicked at the back of his head.

"Where you goin' fag!" called the boy responsible for the can.

Some people stopped and giggled or laughed at the scene. Alan didn't turn around when he replied "Home." in a quiet tone.

A sarcastic "Mm-hm." was heard from the boy. The boy's friends went on either side of Alan and stopped right in front of him so he couldn't go anywhere. Alan glanced up at them then back to the ground.

"Excuse m-" he tried to walk by them but was greeted to a punch in the gut, causing Alan to fall back slightly.

As Eric watched the scene he couldn't help but feel like he should help, but another side of him said that Alan needed to fight his own battles. He couldn't believe how much different Alan looked now could he believe the fact he was letting himself get bullied like this. Just because he was gay? Was that really such a big deal? So Alan liked guys, so what? Eric liked guys and when people confronted him about it in high school he really didn't give a fuck. Eric never understood why homosexuality was frowned upon in society, he thought it was stupid that guys couldn't like other guys or girls couldn't love other girls.

Besides, even if he did try to help, he could get in trouble because he was obviously an adult and not a teenager. Then he would never find out Alan's sin, he was just going to have to stand and watch.

"Why don't you just kill yourself?" a younger boy said.

"Yeah," his girlfriend chimed in "Or are you too pussy to do it?"

Soon, everyone was saying nasty comments to Alan and calling him names.

"Useless!"

"Worthless!"

"Kill yourself!"

"No one likes you!"

"Fat!"

"Ugly!"

"You look like a girl!"

"Emo!"

Alan covered his ears and kept his head down so nobody saw the tears escape his eyes.

Now Eric knew why Alan has so many emotional problems. He was dealing with this his whole life. He couldn't go to school and learn without getting picked on because of his sexual orientation.

"Fight back Alan." Eric encouraged in his head "I've seen what you can do. Show them they can't do this to you!"

Little did most people know, Alan was a good ass fighter if he was provoked enough. Eric has seen it, so has William, Ronald and Grell because at one point Alan got tired of Grell picking on him for the way he looked and he attacked Grell with no warning. Let's just say that was the last time Grell said anything negative to Alan.

A vehicle was making it's way down the road. One of the friends smirked and whispered to the second one. The second one smiled and nodded, then pointed to the vehicle. "You see that vehicle?" he hit Alan in the shoulder "I dare you to go jump out in front of it." Some people encouraged this.

Alan looked at the oncoming vehicle. It seemed like a good idea, I mean, he wanted to die anyways.

"Unless your too pussy, homo." Said a brunette with her hair dyed blonde.

Alan put his bag down and stood on the side of the road. Eric felt his heart stop. "No Alan!"

Once the vehicle was close enough, Alan quickly ran into the middle of the street, right in front of the moving vehicle.

There was the sound of screeching tires. The vehicle came to a complete stop but not after it struck Alan in the hip and sent him over the roof of the car and falling beside the vehicle.

"Alan!" Eric yelled as everyone laughed and went back to their normal lives. Eric was about to run to make sure he was okay, but a tall girl with long brunette hair and big brown eyes ran to Alan and helped him stand.

"Alan!" she yelled in surprise and fear as she helped Alan. Eric wondered just who this girl was exactly and then came the answer "Are you hurt!? Your hip, how is it!?"

Alan weakly got to his feet holding his hip. "I'm fine, sis…I'm sure it's just a bruise."

Oh, so this was his older sister.

"Please don't do that again. You need to stop listening to people! What if-"

"Nice one little brother." came a sarcastic remark form a tall, muscular guy with short blonde hair, brown eyes and a green sweatshirt. He had the smuggest grin on his face.

"Fuck you, Sam." The girl glared at him "Leave Alan alone, he's dealing with enough shit."

Sam shrugged "Hey, if he wants to kill himself then he has the right to do that. No one cares about him anyways, Alice."

Alan put his head down again "Hello Sam…" he greeted quietly.

Eric didn't know Alan even had siblings. He didn't know he had an older sister or brother. But by the way Sam is treating him, he guessed Alan never really wanted to talk about it.

"Fuck off Sam. " Alice said before putting an arm around Alan and walking away.

Sam shrugged and yelled "Hey! Don't blame me because of the fact that he likes being touched by other guys!"

Alan immediately stopped in his tracks and hid him face in his hands, shoulders shaking. Alice held her brother close. "Shut up Sam! You're the most perverted, evil being I have ever met! You don't do that to your little brother! An older sibling is supposed to protect their younger sibling not traumatize them for life! He gets enough abuse from dad at the house! We all do! So just leave him alone!" she quickly took Alan around the waist and took him home.

Eric followed trying to piece everything together.

Alan was bullied because of his sexual orientation, his older sister, Alice, loved him and looked out for him, his older brother, Sam, molested him, his father abused him and maybe his brother and sister, Alan was homosexual and still is, Alan was suicidal and still is, and judging by the cuts on Alan's neck and shoulders, he also self harmed. Eric wasn't sure if Alan still did that or not.

Eric knew one thing though.

He didn't want to see anymore.

Alice took Alan to his room, which was not much different from a closet. The room was maybe 4-8 square feet. The bed was nothing more than a mattress with broken springs in it, it was pushed up against the only window that shined light into the room. The closet within the room was so small that not even a small child could fit itself in there. Then there was a dresser that seemed to take up the whole room pretty much. There were black clothes thrown on the floor, and a broken television. There were holes in the walls from constant battles with Sam and his father. Not to mention the room smelled bad form mold growing on the ceiling.

Eric was sitting in a tree right outside the window. It was open to air out the awful mildew smell so he could hear everything that was said and he could see through the curtain blinds so he could also see Alan sitting on his bed with his sweater off. He especially saw the deep cuts and scars running up and down Alan's arms. Eric looked away and avoided stopping his gaze on those arms. It broke his heart to see his lover in so much pain.

When he and Alice got home, they were greeted to their hollering father. Alan always remembers what his dad yells, especially if it's towards Alan himself.

"Why do you help your gay brother!" his dad yelled at Alice.

"Because he's my brother and he is on the verge of killing himself." she stated as if it were obvious.

"Well that makes you a lesbian!"

That is when Alice rolled her eyes and took Alan upstairs.

Now Alan was sitting there on his bed while his sister was trying to clean up his room a bit.

"You don't have to do that." Alan told Alice quietly.

"Yes I do." Alice stated "A messy environment is a cause of depression."

"Yeah but..." Alan stood, which wasn't a good idea on his part.

He had his sweater resting on his lap, when he stood he knocked the sweater onto the floor and a pack of cigarettes flew out of the pocket of the sweater. Before Alan had a chance to grab them, Alice snatched them up. "These aren't good for your cancer you know."

"I know..." "That's why I use them."

This wasn't news to Eric, he had known Alan was diagnosed with lung cancer when he was alive, he just didn't know what caused it. Now he knows. The idiot brunette smoked.

Alice sighed and put them in her pocket. "Look, I know you have it rough, but remember when mom told the cops on Sam and we got a trial-"

"And Sam only got a few days in jail because I am gay and the jury thought since I am gay I liked it?"

Alice was quiet. That was true. Even though Alan wasn't the defendant of the court, the jury certainly treated him like he was and treated Sam like royalty.

"I'm going downstairs to eat. Do you want me to steal you anything?"

"No." Alan stretched, his tank top going up to reveal a few cuts on his belly. "I think I'm going to go to my safe place and find something to eat there."

Alice grew a worried look on her face. She didn't know where this 'safe place' was or what Alan does there. But judging by the fresh marks on his skin it can't be all that safe. Not to mention that was probably the place he was getting the cigarettes from. "Ok..." she said very unsurely. She kissed her brother on the head and left the room, making sure to close the door behind her.

Alan frowned. He didn't like being treated like a child especially by his sister.

He put his school book bag on his back, making sure to take it with him so Sam didn't burn his homework or drown it in the sink again. Alan left his room as Eric jumped out of the tree and hid by the side of the house. Alan quietly made his way downstairs and peered over the railing of the stairs at his family. His sister was getting vegetables for herself, Sam was eating like the fat ass he was, and his mother was eating quietly.

"I hate every one of them." Alan thought bitterly to himself. He quietly made his way out the front door and walked to the bar with Eric following close behind wondering how he was going to approach Alan.

AUTHOR'S NOTES:

What do you think? Too much angst?

I feel like I made Alan OOC…and Eric too…I was supposed to make Alan full of angst and hatred but I feel like I just made him OOC...

Anyway, I feel like I tortured Alan in this chapter a little too much. Poor Alan. I'm sorry Eric didn't have a lot of lines in this. I promise the next chapter will be different.

*** Eric will introduce himself to Alan in the next chapter so don't worry, the next chapter shouldn't be this angsty.

***Reviews help!