Zack POV

I woke up in the room with the lights dimmed. I had no idea how long I'd been unconscious, but I know it was awhile.

Carefully, I stood up feeling light-headed with all the blood I'd lost. I walked to the other side of the room, only opening the door a crack. I peered out, checking left and right for father, and when I didn't see him, I made a beeline for my room.

When I got in, I quickly locked my door and pulled out my phone to check the time. School ended 10 minutes ago. Sighing, I fell onto my bed, wincing when my back hit the mattress.

Defeated, I closed my eyes, letting myself fall right back to sleep.

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I awoke in pure darkness, taking a few seconds to let my eyes adjust. After they finally did, I let my mind wander to the dream I just had.

I walked into my class, feeling like I had forgotten about something. I paused at the door, a frown consuming my face as I tried to remember what I had forgotten.

I stood there like an idiot for a moment while my classmates eyes bore into my soul until I finally recalled what I forgot.

I never covered up my scars.

Panic consumed me as I realized the big mistake I made. I braced myself for the questions I knew the class was bound to ask.

But they never came.

Instead, the class laughed. They laughed at my pain. They laughed at my scars. They laughed at me.

Before I even knew what was happening, the whole class was on me.

Freddy pushed me down, causing my head to hit the wall with a crack. Lawrence punched my nose, leaving a trail of blood running down to my lips. Mr. Finn kicked my ribs causing a sharp pain to flow over my body. Summer tipped over a chair, making it fall on my legs. Tomika swiftly dropped books on my stomach and arms, causing spots to appear in front of my eyes. Jozie helped everyone but digging her knees into my arms, keeping me in place. The rest of the class was either hitting me or video taping the whole process.

But that wasn't all.

The worst pain brought on my was from the one person doing nothing.

Jaele sat in the corner, watching me being beaten, her black and silver hair hanging in front of her face.

The only thing I could see was her eyes, and they said one thing.

Help.

And then the pain came crashing down on me, all at once. A screech crawled out of my mouth as the spots for larger. Just when I thought it was over...

I woke up.

Again.

I know it was just a dream, but the pain didn't fade.

It never does.
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Jaele POV

We both need help.

A/n

What did you all think?

This chapter was going to be way different, but as I was typing it, I thought of some new ideas, so here it is!

Chapter Five will be out later, maybe Chapter Six too.

Until Next Time:
Forever A Rocker💙