Warning: Fluff

Trigger warning!

[A/N: I'm pre-writing a couple of oneshots so if I'm busy you guys would still have a oneshot to read :)
Ps. Brendon is a freshmen, Ryan is a junior and Dallon is a senior]

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Brendons P.O.V:

I have no idea why you're still alive.

Because I have people who care about me.

You think they REALLY care about you?

Yes, and they do.

Wow, you're gullible. They're just pretending to like you. What kind of senior goes out with a freshmen?

One that loves the freshmen.

Love? What do you know about love? Have you ever been loved? Do you even know the meaning of love? Name one time in your life when you were loved. That's right, none! You're useless.

It was right. I am useless.

I grabbed the razor from where it was on my bathroom sink and I let it glide across my skin. The crimson colored liquid came to show.

Good boy. You did something right in your life.

I started to make multiple cuts. Some short, some long and some big. I let out a sigh of satisfaction and put away the razor blade in my bathroom drawer. I put my hand under the cold water to wash away the blood, the water hit my cuts making me wince in pain.

After they were all cleaned I dried them with a towel and went to my room. I put on a crimson red hoodie -so if blood comes out it wouldn't be that noticeable-, black jeans and my black converses. I grab my book bag and head out.

Right as I got out I saw Dallon's car with Dallon in the driver seat and Ryan in the passenger seat.

How long have they been there? I ask myself

I opened the door and got in the backseat, I put my book bag next to me and sat down.

"Morning, babe." Ryan and Dallon said together at the same time.

"M- morning, guys." I leaned in and kissed them both on the cheek. "How long have you guys been down here?" I ask, as Dallon is driving and Ryan is switching channels on the radio.

"Not long actually. We were right about to text you to come down." Ryan said, finally picking a radio station.

"Bren, are you okay?" Dallon ask, looking at me in the rear mirror.

"U- uh, yeah, I'm just tired, that's all." I say, looking down.

Dallon goes back to paying his attention to driving, still not convinced.

After a few songs, we made it to school. Dallon parked in the spot near the school entrance. After Dallon parked, I took my book bag and got out, and waited for my other boyfriends. When they got out we all shared a kiss and we went to our different classes.

I made my way to my first period, math. I sat down at my regular seat next to my best friend, Tyler.

"Hey, Beebs." Tyler said, putting down his books on the desk we shared.

"H- hi, Ty." I greeted, looking down.

"Ha! The fags stuttering again!" Someone in the class said.

As if it was possible, I brought my head even more down.

"WHY DON'T YOU GO AND EAT A CUNT, CUNT!" Tyler yelled back.

The class went in a series of 'ooohss' and I swear I heard someone say "REKT!"

"Hey, don't listen to them, okay?" Tyler said, putting his fragile hands on my shoulder.

I nodded and dropped my head into my book.

The teacher was going on about some math stuff that I wasn't listening to when the bell rang. I put away all my stuff and went out of the class. I said goodbye to Tyler and went to my locker.

"What's shakin', bacon?" I head Ryan's voice behind me say. I look around from my locker and saw him there.

I couldn't help but giggle at his dumb greeting. "H-hey." I said quietly, waving. As I wave, the sleeve on my hoodie falls down showing my scars. I quickly cover my arms back up hoping Ryan didn't notice.

Oh but he did.

"Brendon.." Ryan said, unable to form a sentence.

"R- ryan, I'm so-" Before I could finish my sentence, Ryan grabbed the wrist that wasn't covered in cuts and dragged me to a bathroom.

Dallon must've seen us because he came in fee seconds after us. "What the hell is going on? Ryan, why were you dragging Brendon?" Dallon asked, confused. I brought my head down and looked at my feet.

"B- Bren, are you okay?" Dallon asked me, obviously concerned.

I couldn't even say anything, I started sobbing and then my knees lost balance making me fall but Ryan and Dallon quickly caught me. The put me up on the bathroom sink and Ryan started drying my eyes with tissues.

"Bren," Dallon said, not know what to say. Dallon started rubbing his hands on my thighs in a circle, knowing that would calm me down.

I put Ryan's hand away and wipe off the tears from my eyes. After I could see clearly, I used my right hand to bring up the sleeve on my left hand and vice versa.

Dallon and Ryan had a shocked look on their faces. they kept looking at me scars, some big, some small, and some deep but not that deep. Tears were starting to form in Dallon's eyes, he moved forward and started to ingulf me in a hug. And then Ryan did the same.

It felt so good being the their hold, it felt like heaven. I started hugging them back, some tears making their way to Ryan and Dallon's shirt but it looked like they didn't care.

"I'm sorry, I love you guys." I say, burying my face in their shoulders.

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I'm so fycking sorry I didn't update. We're moving and I got busy with that, but I'm prewriting some other chapters so if I'm busy again you guys will have something to read.

Again, so fucking sorry.

Love, Mari.