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I think this chapter was a bit… Painful to write, almost made me cry. Poor Eden, I hope my friends don’t kill me for writing this!
Anyways, enjoy!
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Love
Fighting Depression
Chapter 3
Homophobes and Crazy Girls
~{</>}~Eden~{<\>}~
I was at the mall looking for something new to wear for a family party that Kary and Oliver were hosting for their family. They were doing it for three reasons, to see their relatives after years of not being able to, welcome their niece and nephew into their household, they’re going to live with us, and to show me off. They haven’t told anyone about me so I’m going to be a surprise, how fun.
The party is in one week, so I have to get something nice to wear. I hope Summer wasn’t here and yelled at me for lying to her, I just- I don’t want to have to explain why I look so… Dead, right now.
I have no idea what store I walked into whilst I was thinking, but WOOOOOOAH. WRONG PLACE.
I shuffled out awkwardly, quickly making sure no one saw me walk in, phew that was weird. I found the store I was looking for, and found A PERFECT outfit, for this dear party.
It was a black tuxedo, with a blue button up underneath, with black dress pants, and a black tie. Something; plain, nice, and simple.
I turned around to go to pay, when Summer popped up. Uh oh.
“Liar!” She said before smacking me, it stung, mostly because of the prior bruising that was their, and still probably was.
“Damn it woman,” I hissed, rubbing my now swelling cheek, which was, in fact, bruised and in the process of healing.
“Why did you lie?” She asked furiously, glaring at me with enough force to move someone.
“Reasons,” I muttered, walking to the cashier lady, who was staring at Summer like she was a murderer.
“Young lady, you need to leave the store,” she commanded, she glared at her, and then at me, then waltzed off like the sass queen she is.
I paid for the clothes, and left, making sure Summer wasn’t going to beat me up or something on my way out.
I was on my way to my car, when a girl stepped in front of me.
“Hi,” she said, looking at me, biting her lip. I sighed in annoyance.
“What?” I said, a bit to angrily.
“I’m Katherine, I was wondering if-” I cut her off by walking past her as she looked at me with seductive eyes.
“Wait! You didn’t even know what I was going to say!” She said grabbing my shoulder, turning me around, my dark gray eyes, becoming consumed by annoyance.
“I do, and it’s a no. I’m gay, and you are probably one of the few people who won’t accept it, because of your stupid obsessions, now go away,” I said turning around and quickly walking away.
She grabbed me again and I literally almost broke her arm.
“Hah! You’re not gay, gay people are ugly, and you’re definitely not a fag,” I flinched at the word.
“I can make you feel better than any guy here,” she said, slowly unbuttoning my sweater.
I smacked her hand away and she jumped on me, “YOU’LL BE MINE!”
“Get off!” I yelled, helplessly trying to get her off me. The mall security came and dragged her away as she yelled, “YOU’LL BE MINE! AND YOU’LL PAY FOR THIS!”
I sighed, my face red in embarrassment. I only got outside when I saw the fist coming.
~^*<[Home]>*^~
I had been dragging myself home for the past two hours, my phone destroyed, my bones broken, my face beaten and bruised. I was bleeding, but I had managed to make a tourniquet, to keep myself from losing more blood.
I got to the door, and knocked before slowly fading out of consciousness, Kary opening the door, and screaming as I blacked out.
~^*<[Hospital]>*^~
I woke up, the bloody familiar beeping here again, looking at a worried Oliver, Kary, and Summer.
Summer only glanced at me, seeing my eyes open, and screaming like a banshee, “OH MY GOD HE’S AWAKE!”
She ran out of the room, the asshole see’s me awake after being beaten and SHE RUNS AWAY?! THE BITCH!
Kary and Oliver rushed over, asking me millions of questions.
“What happened?” Was the most asked, however.
“Shut up, and let me speak then,” I muttered, my body sore from the hell I just went through.
They silenced themselves and listened to what had happened.
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I woke up, clearly in a basement, two guys standing in front of me.
“Look, the faggot woke up,” the one on the left snickered. I tried moving my hands, but they were handcuffed to two metal poles.
“Wha-” I was cut off by one covering my mouth.
“Shut up, fag, you’re going to corrupt us with your fagginess,” the one on the right said.
“You got our friend arrested, and had a football player attack us. Now, I think it’s time for some payback,” my eyes widened at this, and I began to get massive headaches from the memories of- Shit.
One of them had a metal bat, and swung at my ribs, blatantly cracking them, I yelled in pain. They covered my mouth with a gag, and I hung there, being beat, and punched by them for an amount of time close to eternity.
I lost track of what was going on, but I remember being driven to the woods and being left there to die. I ripped off the gag, and immediately felt my leg hurting like crazy.
“Fuck,” I hissed as I noticed that they had cut my thigh with a knife. Remembering the cold metal across my skin. My bruises had reappeared from last time, and I had plenty of new ones.
I used the gag to stop the bleeding and began to walk. I saw my phone along the way, thrown out the window, smashed to pieces. Shit. Luckily, I always had a backup.
I grabbed a gps out of my backpocket. I had Kary get one for me, small and skinny enough to hide anywhere.
I inputted the house and began my walk.
Every step I took, I began to lose sight on what was real and what wasn’t, and when I was finally in the city, everything was blurry. I didn’t want to touch anything though, in fear of causing pain to my self.
But, finally seeing the house, I ran, ran and ran with the energy I didn’t have. Causing me to fall, hurting myself even more, and having to crawl to the damn door.
|><|Flashback End|><|
They looked at me, Kary’s eyes full of tears, and Oliver’s full of sympathy and rage.
“Thi-This is all my fault,” Kary said, tears running down her face, she was blaming herself, like any good mother would do. Wow, that’s different, a good mother.
“Don’t blame yourself,” I reassured her through the pain, “You took me away from a worse situation.”
We hugged, and I finally felt like someone cared, and it was… Nice.
“You are going to need to tell us their names when we get home, but I’m glad you’re okay,” Olver said hugging me as well.
A happy family… I’m going to cry. Wow. This is… A family? Is this how my family treated me before they knew?
“Okay, we’re going home, you can get out in about 5 days, plus I’m sure your friends want to see you,” Kary said, wiping away the tears.
They left, allowing Summer and- awe shit. Jay.
“Hi,” he said shyly looking at me.
Fuck.
/:><{0}><:\Jay/:><{0}><:\
Something about Eden made me feel funny, I don’t know if it was his eyes, an amazing dark gray. Or his stunning black, almost dark brown, hair that made me feel weird the most.
The first day he came to school, I immediately just… Stared at him, which sounds like I’m a creeper.
He looked scared, fragile in that hospital bed. He looked… Beautiful. Wait, beautiful? Wha-
“Oh my god, I’m so sorry!” Summer said, crying like crazy as she ran towards Eden, hugging him and probably hurting him more than helping him.
“Eh, watch the bruises,” he said pushing her hands away, but returning the hug.
I felt awkward just standing there, looking at him like a creep. Summer and Eden talked for a bit, and Summer left saying, “I’m pretty sure you guys wanna talk, so I’m out!”
We stared at each other awkwardly, the beeping was not helping what so ever.
“Sooo…” I started, he blushed, looking at the tv to try and hide it.
I walked towards him and sat on the bed, my hand accidently touching his, causing him to shiver.
“What?” I said looking at him.
“N-Nothing,” he said looking away, blatantly embarrassed.
I laid down with him, he scooted away to “give me room”, or as I say, to get away.
“Um, I’m glad you’re okay,” I said, his breathing erratic, and the heart beat monitor oddly making weird sounds every once in a while.
“Thanks,” he said softly, his face flushing a light pink.
“Look, I just… I just want to tell you that,” he started, but… I don’t know what happened.
I leaned forward, pressing my lips against his.
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Wow, um. Okay. I really liked this chapter! It was nice to write, er, kind of. Poor Eden, I want him to be real so I can hug him and comfort him… HE’S MINE. And how do you guys like the Jay pov?
Hope you guys liked it!
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