Bullies~Chapter 2

A/N:So this is ch 2. This one's from James POV.

It's shocking.

Well I hope it is. I'm trying to make it that way. I really liked the first chappie. Hope I make this one just as good. That's my goal.

Calmer:Everything's mine! HAHAHAH!!!!! Even my left sock! Don't ask why the right isn't mine. LOOOONG story.

Disclaimer:I don't own the song Pain. Three Days Grace does. And thank them for making it!!!! TDG Rocks! So does LP and a lot of other bands.

WARNING: Blood. And some cussing. This is why it's rated T people!!


I walk home. Blood flowing slowly out of my body to the unforgiving sidewalk below.

This is normal for me.

Almost.

The beating is. The blood and the pain is....good. I welcome pain now.

Searing, ripping, tearing pain.

Pain that makes most people scream.

I welcome it.

Enjoy it.

The thing I'm not use to is that girl. That freakin' girl.

The look in her eyes.

She didn't want to be there.

So why was she?

What is her name? Dana? Brook? no no. That's not it. Katie? I don't th-

Why am I trying to remember her?! She dosen't care! She was probably faking that look.

Damn her.

Damn all of them.

Pain, without love

Pain, I can't get enough

Pain, I like it rough

'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all

You're sick of feeling numb

You're not the only one

I'll take you by the hand

And I'll show you a world that you can understand

School.

I hate school but it's nothing compared to home.

Home is some place to fear for me.

At lest at school, I can try to hide.

If I try to hide from him, it will only be worse later.

This life is filled with hurt

When happiness doesn't work

Trust me and take my hand

When the lights go out you will understand

Pain, without love

Pain, I can't get enough

Pain, I like it rough

'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all

Pain, without love

Pain, I can't get enough

Pain, I like it rough

'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all

Him.

My mother had married him a year or two ago.

My step-dad.

He's the definition of the devil.

No, he IS the devil

After my mother died, he started drinking.

Whenever I see him now, he's drunk.

And whenever he see's me....

In his mind, I'm the only thing my mother cares for.

In his mind, I'm the only logical reason she died

And he wants me to die because of it.

He, not the 'Crowd', is the reason I have scars on my arms.

Thin white scars.

From writing on my arms with nothing but a knife.

My knife.

My only friend.

Anger and agony

Are better than misery

Trust me, I've got a plan

When the lights go off, you will understand

Pain, without love

Pain, I can't get enough

Pain, I like it rough

'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all

Pain, without love

Pain, I can't get enough

Pain, I like it rough

'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing, rather feel pain

I use to have a friend. A real friend.

Nick.

He was the best friend I could ever have.

He'd stand up for me, and I'd do the same for him.

We were a team.

He made me strong.

He made the pain worth it because I knew if he was dealing with what I was, or even worse, then I could do it too.

Then, he died.

Drake, he beat him to death.

Life isn't worth it anymore.

I am alone.

No reason to stand up for myself.

Nobody to stand up for.

I know, I know that you're wounded

You know, you know that I'm here to save you

You know, you know I'm always here for you

I know, I know that you'll thank me later

I walk through the door of my house.

A curse. Yelling. A glass bottle thrown.

Glass shatters. Breaking my skin.

More blood, freely flowing to the floor.

Nothing I can do.

I'm on the floor.

Kicking. Yelling. Punches.

He pulls me up. Throws me against the wall.

My only chance, I take it.

I stand on my own and run.

Run from the room.

Up the stairs.

My room.

I slam the door.

I lock it.

Banging.

Cussing.

Threats.

His always comforting words.

"I'll kill you! I'll give you a slow, painful death! You worthless piece of shit! I'LL KILL YOU!"

And he's gone.

I breath a deep, shaky sigh of relief.

And go for my only friend.

The silver knife.

Pain, without love

Pain, can't get enough

Pain, I like it rough

'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all

Pain, without love

Pain, I can't get enough

Pain, I like it rough

'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all

Pain, without love

Pain, I can't get enough

Pain, I like it rough

'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all

Rather feel pain than nothing at all

The cold metal against my skin.

Perfect pain.

Cuts after cuts.

More crimson blood.

Sergering pain.

Tearing through my body.

I do nothing to stop it.

But I force myself to stop some blood.

Only so I don't pass out.

Rather feel pain

Pain.

In more place than one.

That damn girl.


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