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(WARNING: LOTS of swearing in this chapter and I bit of molestation)
Chapter 14
Never. Again. Never again will I ever be stupid enough to believe that someone like Bella would like me as more than a friend. Never again will I ever think that anyone will ever really love a pathetic loser who even after living through five years of abuse and eleven years of bullying has no idea how to stand up for himself. That anyone will love someone who only just recently had a small growth spurt and went from being five-two to five-seven in about two months time. That someone will ever love me at all as more than just a son, brother, or friend.
Bella chose the bastard who earned me my very last beating.
The asshole who framed me for something that I hadn't done but really wish I had.
Mike. Fucking. Newton.
Four years of friendship meant absolutely nothing to her apparently. I wasn't good enough. Wasn't tough enough. She wanted to be with the very thing she hates more than anything.
A bully.
She doesn't know that of course. She has no idea that for the past week since Newton moved here he turned half the school against me by telling them stories of our childhood. It was all fake of course. I'd never slept over his house and wet myself five minutes after my parents left because I missed my mommy. I never walked around with a pink bunny squeezed in my arms everywhere I went. And I'd most definitely never went through a phase where I only wore my underwear while running around the neighborhood screaming 'Captain Underpants up up and away!'
In fact, that was everything that he used to do. But no one believed me of course. I was the school punching bag and nothing more. Which is how I'd ended up in this situation in the boys locker room during lunch hour on Friday the 13th.
How ironic.
I'd never anticipated it. Didn't even hear them following me from the cafeteria to the locker room when I'd remembered Mom wanted me to bring my gym clothes home to be washed. I was just dialing my combination code when I felt a pair of rough hands grab the back of my black T-shirt and yank me back, the cotton of my shirt nearly choking me.
There were five of them. One being Newton. That's fair right? Five six-foot tall football players against one five foot seven unofficial baseball player?
NOT.
The one who grabbed me shoved me back against a wall of lockers and two others grabbed my wrists, pulling them so my arms were out on either side of me. I struggled as hard as I could, "Get the fuck off me!" I shouted, earning a solid punch in the jaw that only shut me up for about a minute before I was screaming and kicking again.
"Know what'll shut him up!" a senior who I'd only seen a handful of times smirked before reaching into the front of my pants and grabbing the waist band of my boxers.
"FUCK!" I yelped when he yanked them up passed my belly button. Shit I hated that! But of course like the stubborn idiot I am I still didn't shut my trap, "Freaking let me go!" I managed to squeak out passed the pain in my balls.
The senior gave another rough pull on the front of my boxers that left me on my toes and the fabric not even giving the slightest hint of ripping anytime soon. Just my freaking luck.
I finally thought it'd be smart to just shut it.
But naturally, they were having fun now.
The guys holding my wrists still held them when one hand and used their free ones to reach behind me and take hold of the back of my boxers.
The three bastards with vice like grips on both sides of my underwear grinned at each other, "One,"
"Guys come on, don't!" I choked out.
"Two,"
"Don't!"
"Three!" they all shouted and pulled my underwear up so hard my converse sneakers weren't even close to touching the floor. I bit back a scream of utter pain. But I couldn't stop the tears.
"Awww the poor babies crying." One of the guys who weren't doing anything but observing cooed. They all laughed, which only fueled my anger. I wouldn't do anything though. I knew it. They knew it. Everyone in Forks, Washington knew it.
Mike snickered and walked up to me, "Whats wrong baby? Can't handle it? Does it hurt? Too fucking bad." he smirked and punched me in the gut. The guys let me go so I could fall to my knees, wrapping my arms around my stomach.
The blows rained down hard, fists and feet attacking every inch of my body. I won't lie. It hurt like a bitch. And I knew there'd be no avoiding the coddling that would soon follow after I got home and everyone saw the bruises.
Blood spewed from my mouth when a boot connected with my jaw, making me bite my tongue. A ring cut into the corner of my eye when a fist came flying at me. I stayed curled up in a tight protective ball.
"Why is it always me? What'd I do to deserve all of this?" I thought miserably. It was a good question. I was almost positive I'd never done anything so horrible that I deserved to be beaten every day of my life. Well, every day except for Saturday and Sunday and then those three glorious months where I didn't have to worry about school at all.
Enough was enough though. If they insisted on using me as they're punching bag they should prepare for when I come swinging back and hit them when they aren't paying attention.
It was a very stupid and feeble attempt. But the second I saw my chance I reached out and grabbed a foot and yanked, sending the person connected to it tumbling back into the trash can behind him and knocking it over.
I quickly scrambled to my feet while they were distracted from shock and started to run. I ran and ran and ran as fast as I could until I (for some dimwitted reason) ended up cornered in the bathroom. Mike pinned me to the wall, "You mother fucking bitch. I'm gonna make you regret that." he hissed before crashing his lips to mine. My eyes widened. Everyone knew I was gay. I hadn't attempted to keep it a secret. No one had ever acted on it before though. And it'd been two years since that had gotten out, so I'm sure you can imagine how pleasantly surprised I was.
And I'm really wishing it'd stayed that way.
I didn't understand how Bella could kiss this guy. He tasted like fish and beer. And his tongue was thin and slimy like a dogs.
I flailed my arms and legs wildly, trying to shove him away from me. This wasnt at all what I wanted my first kiss to be like. This was disgusting and cruel and was happening for all the wrong reasons!
Mike pulled back and slapped me, "Stop squirming faggot or I'll shove my cock up your ass here and now!" he snarled. I sobbed, "Please, stop! I don't want this!" He ignored me though. With the help of his friends he ripped my shirt off and held my arms above my head, kissing and nipping at my neck. I blinked away tears and kicked my leg out at him, missing completely.
Mike pulled back and raised a hand to punch me again but he was quickly pulled away. I fell to the floor and curled up in fetal position. I could hear fighting and shouting. Didn't pay much attention to it though. I was focusing out spitting the vile taste of Mike Newton out of my mouth. Very soon a puddle of what I was sure was mostly my saliva rather than the saliva that was mixed with Newton's was on the floor before me.
Gentle hands helped me to my feet, "You okay man?"
I looked up and wiped my eyes quickly, "I'm fine Seth." I grumbled.
Seth frowned deeply and gave me his sweatshirt. I slowly pulled it on. It was huge on me but it'd have to do for now, "Thanks." I whispered.
He put a hand on my back and led me around the beaten and battered forms of Newton and his followers, "I called Jake. He's gonna take us to your place so you can chill and I can go through the day knowing your alright." I groaned. Of all the people he could've called why did it have to be Jacob? He was going to flip!
I let Seth all but drag me to the nurses office so we could be dismissed and then out to the parking lot to wait for Jacob. Soon enough his shiny red Rabbit was speeding down the road and skidded to a firm stop in front of us. Seth and I started climbing in the car but Jacob clearly had other plans since he was hopping out of the driver seat and slammed the door so hard the vehicle looked as though it were about to fall over on its side, "Where the fuck are the assholes!?" he roared. I flinched, "Jacob would you calm down! I'm fine, Seth took care of it already!"
"I don't give two shits! Anything he did to them wasn't even close to what they deserve!" Jacob snarled menacingly, a fire burning in his dark brown almond-shaped eyes. I quickly reached out and grabbed his arm, nearly pulling it back. He was hot. Hotter than the one hundred and eight degrees he was supposed to be. Which meant that he was only a step away from phasing into a giant russet wolf who I loved riding on while he ran through the moist forest, "Please Jake. Calm down. For me." I whispered.
Jacob stared at me, his eyes slowly going from a dark angry black to a warm liquid chocolate-brown. I felt his starting to relax under my hand and let it drop back to my side.
Jacob took my hand and brought me to the car, "Seth, you drive." he said, pulling me into the back seat with him. Seth grinned and jumped in the driver seat. He loved Jake's car. So much that when we were thirteen he... 'borrowed it'. Nearly drove over a cliff. Seth was lucky if Jacob even let him look at the car after that. So I knew Jake was really desperate to be near me now.
Seth revved the car to life and started the fifteen minute drive to my house. Jacob held my hand the whole way there. I stared out the window, not looking at either of them. School was becoming too much. As a kid I thought it might be okay because I loved learning and reading and hoped that even if I did become the nerd that in the end everyone would learn that there's no such thing as a loser and that we're all equal and all that crap that you see in old 60s movies.
But I'd been horribly wrong.
Horribly.
Horribly.
Wrong.
TWILIGHT-TWILIGHT
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