~~~Sorta 3rd Person POV(Wut??)~~~

You were limping home, leaving a small trail of of fresh blood on the ground. You had somehow managed to escape the BTT. How you escaped them was still a mystery, but you were glad you did. By the time you had gotten home, your head had already begun to become dizzy and light headed. You brought a hand towards your head and rubbed your temples.

Managing to relieve some of the pain, you unlocked the door and walked in and closed the door again. You walked over towards the bathroom and washed the still open wounds from that bitchy trio and the BTT. You bit your lower lip, trying not to scream out in pain as you washed away all the blood. After cleaning all the blood, you gently rubbed gauze all over them and slowly placed bandages over them.

When you finished bandaging your arm, you looked down and stared at them. You fought back tears as you remembered all those harsh words bullies would yell out at you as they pushed and shoved you around. You walked out of the bathroom and into the living room where you plopped down on the couch. You stared up at the ceiling with a blank look on your face. You were having a staring contest with the ceiling until you heard knocking at the door. You grunted and slowly walked over towards the door and opened it.

When you opened the door, you were then surprised with a sudden hug by a certain Brit that had followed your blood trail. You were surprised that Arthur had come all the way over here and just suddenly give you a hug. "A-Arthur!" You stuttered out as your face flushed. Curse your fricking stutter. "Love, are you alright? When I was walking home I saw a trail of blood leading to your house and- oh just thank goodness your okay." He said as he hugged you even tighter. If your mind hadn't been thinking about the situation at hand, you would have already fainted from Arthur's hotness.

"Eh, Arthur, I'm alright.." you said as you held up your hands as if to surrender. You must've forgotten to cover up your bandages because Arthur grabbed your wrists and pulled you towards him. He studied your bandages as you fell onto his chest. Your face turned bright red as you could feel Arthur's chest through his shirt.

You were brought back to reality when you felt Arthur's hands slightly tighten around your wrists.

"Ouch..." you muttered as you watched Arthur's face soften. "Love, what happened?" Arthur asked as he faced you. You awkwardly laughed and rubbed the back of your neck. "Well, I sorta kinda tripped and fell in a bush on my way home so, uh, yeah..." you lied as you looked down at your feet, pretending to be embarrassed by your clumsiness.

Arthur sighed. "Love, I know your lying. I saw the blood trail when I had just begun to leave the school. I followed it to where it began and saw that it began near the back of the school. You don't just trip, fall into a bush, get a huge cut, leave that much blood, and just walk away like it was nothing. If anything, you could've just walked all the way towards the infirmary and get bandages for your wounds."

You looked up into Arthur's eyes and looked down and dropped your head in shame.

"How.. could you tell?" You asked as you felt your eyes water slightly. "(Y/n), love, I'm your best friend. And I care very deeply about you so of course I can tell when your lying." He answered as you looked up at him just a bit.

You bit your lip and squeezed your eyes shut. 'Yeah, right. As if you care. That's what they told me before they hurt me. You're just gonna leave me like them.' You thought as you leaned your head on Arthur's chest and felt tears in your eyes.

~~~Flashback~~~

4 Years Ago Back When You Were In Middle School

I was sitting on one of the swings by myself as I watched all the other kids playing together. I small smile made its way to my lips as I watched my best friend and friends play with them as well. I looked down at my lap and continued to just sit on the swing.

"Hey, what's a loser like you doing on my territory." Said a deep voice. I looked to my left to see my bullies. I trembled slightly but stayed on the swing. "How can you claim the swing set to be your territory? This swing set is for everybody. I don't see your name on it, so you can't claim it to be your territory." I said back.

"What the fuck did you just say, punk?" The leader of the bullies growled as he looked down on me. "What did you say? I couldn't hear you over the sound of your stupidness." I said as I began to get cocky and stood up from the swing I was sitting on. "Tch, little brat.(Levi!? O.O) That's it. Your going to fucking pay." The leader of the bullies smiled evilly as the two other bullies behind him started to walk over to me.

Within seconds, my cockiness disappeared as both bullies had tied my hands to the swing set pole and the leader was now kicking my face. When he finished kicking me, he grabbed a handful of my hair and brought my face up to his face. His steely blue eyes stared into my dull (e/c) eyes as he said something to me.

"Losers and trash like you should just die. Your kind of people aren't worth it. Your just a waste of space. This world has no use for weirdos like you. Why don't you just kill yourself already?" I felt tears threatening to come out.

"Hey, what do you think your doing!?" A familiar voice yelled. "Oh shit. Come on, let's go." The leader of the bullies said as they began to run away. I looked up and turned around as I felt my best friend, (friend that betrayed you), untying the ropes on my hands.

She stood up in front of me as I got off of my knees and stood up. "Hey, you ok?" She asked as she wiped some blood away with a few tissues she had. I simply nodded as I looked down. "Hey, (friend that betrayed you)." I said. "Yeah." "Are you my friend?" I asked as I looked at her. She looked hesitant at first but then replied. "Uh, yeah! Of course I am. Why else do you think I stopped those bullies from doing anymore pain to you?"

"... Because you care about me?.." I answered her question. "Exactly! Not only that, (Y/n), I'm your best friend and I care very deeply about you." She said as she stood up.

"Here, come on. Lets go get you cleaned up." She said as she held out her hand. I nodded and smiled. I took her hand and we skipped, hand in hand, to the girls restroom.

~~~The Next Day After That~~~

~~~After School~~~

I put my things in my bag as I prepared to go home. The hallways were practically deserted as I walked through the halls, so I put in my earphones and started listening to (Fav song).

As I continued listening to my favorite song, I didn't notice the clicking noises of heels, people snickering and gossiping in the far off distance. Right as I was about to open the door of the exit, I was pulled back by my hair and dragged off somewhere else.

I was slammed against the lockers once we were a good distance away from the exit. "What's up loser? What's it like being a total bitch like you?" Some random bitch asked.

I snorted."Coming from the slut that calls herself 'pretty'." I retorted back with a smirk as she growled. "(F/t/b/y)! Come here!" She yelled out. My eyes widened as I saw my best friend come with a pair of scissors.(no they are not safety scissors)

"(F/t/b/y)!? Why are you helping her?! Aren't you my friend?!" I yelled out as it echoed throughout the empty hallway.

"Shut it you bitch!" (F/t/b/y) yelled out. I clamped my mouth shut as I felt tears prick at my eyes. "Why would I be friends with someone with the likes of you?" She said as she giggled evilly. "Wait, what? B-but you said t-that you were my best friend....." I quietly said as all my strength began to diminish.

"Hahaha! Your best friend? Since when did I say that?" She said as everyone around her began to laugh. "Y-you said that yesterday..." I quietly whisper out as tears were now cascading down my face. "Did I? I don't remember a thing~" She said in a song song voice as the others around snickered.

I clenched my teeth. "How could you?! After you saved me yesterday and said that you cared and were my best friend, you do this to me!? What did I ever do to deserve this!" I yelled out as my body began to tremble.

"Oh, (y/n) dear~ That was all a lie. You actually believed that stupid shit?! Haha why would anyone want to be friends with you? I only became friends with you because I pitied you, but after hanging out with you I finally know why people don't wanna be your friend!" She exclaimed as they all laughed, again.

I gulped, already knowing the answer but wanting to know others' opinions.(WHY WOULD YOU WANT TO KNOW!?!) "And why don't people wanna be my friend...?" I asked. "Hahaha you should know yourself, but since you're so stupid to know I'll tell you it anyway."

"It's because you're boring, stupid, a waste of space, and something this world doesn't need." (F/t/b/y) stated bluntly as she smugly smiled at me. My eyes widened and my jaw dropped open.

(F/t/b/y) began to laugh. "Hahaha the look on your face is priceless! Hahaha!" She said as everyone else in the area began to laugh. "Well, enough of this chit chat! It's time to do what we planned to do from the start!" The bitch who dragged me here said.

(Bitch name) yelled out. "(F/t/b/y), come here!" (F/t/b/y) walked over to (b/n) with a stupid smug grin on her ugly face. "Hand me the scissors. Now." (B/n) commanded as she tried flashing her flat ass to one of the guys next to her. It took me all my willpower to not cringe and gag at that horrible sight. (F/t/b/y) handed her the scissors and backed off.

"Hmm, how about we start off by making you more ugly?" (B/n) cackled out as she cut my hair shorter than it should be.(if you don't have any hair or have rly short hair, just imagine her cutting up your clothes)

"Then, why don't we do this?" She sang out as she began to cut me everywhere around my body that showed skin. She cut my hands, my arms, my legs, my neck, and a little bit on my face. Drips of blood mixed in with my tears and sweat as it fell to the ground.

(B/n) began cackling like a witch. An ugly witch. "Now you look even more uglier than before! Haahahaha!" (B/n) laughed out as she stepped back to admire her piece of 'artwork.' "Haha our work here is done. Let's go." She commanded as they all walked away, snickering and gossiping about my new 'appearance.'

Once they all left, I fell to my knees, my body wracking full of sobs. I tried wiping the tears off of my face, but only managed to smear blood that was flowing out of my cuts to mix in with all my sweat and tears. I must've looked terrible as I continued sitting on my place on the floor as I cried.

Getting tired from my place on the floor, I slowly stood up as to not injure myself any further. I cringed from the pain as I finally stood up. I grabbed all of my things and put my hoodie on. I bit back tears as all the cuts began to sting. I raised my hood and tried to cover up most of my face with it.

I walked out of the school as quick as I could without making my pain any more unbearable. As I walked home, I could hear the sounds of people snickering and giggling as they all pointed at the scars on my legs and hands. I felt tears threatening to flow out as I lowered my head down even more.

Tired of all the pain and hurt from others I began to run home, leaving a trail of blood all the way home. My body ached and yelled at me to stop, but I couldn't handle all the stares from people and began to run even faster. Thank god my house wasn't too far away from my school.

Once I made it home, I quickly opened the door and immediately shut it close and locked it. I slid down to the floor and began sobbing. After sobbing for 2 hours straight, I slowly made my way into the bathroom by crawling.

I slowly stood up and began cleaning my wounds. After I did my best to clean and bandage up all my wounds, I began to fix my hair and cut it a bit more to make it more even. After that, I washed my face and got dressed into cleaner clothes. I went into the kitchen and saw a note on the refrigerator.

Dear (y/n),

Me and your father will be away on a business trip to Washington. We'll be away for about a week or so. If you need to buy anything we left you $1000 dollars on the counter. We'll be back around midnight when we return. Till then, stay safe! Love ya, (y/n)!

Love, Mom and Dad.

After reading the little note, I sighed. "Guess I'll be alone for a week..." I said to no one in particular. It's not like I've never been alone before. I went upstairs and got into bed and cried myself to sleep.

~~~Flashback End~~~

~~~Your POV~~~

I gripped Arthur's shirt as those painful memories flooded into my mind. "Love, are you alright?" Arthur asked as my grip on his shirt loosened. "... Yeah. I'm fine. Just a little worn out from school today, is all." I lied as he let go of me. "Anyway, I'm just glad you're doing fine. If anything happens be sure to call, love. I'll always be there!" Arthur said as he smiled. I faked a smile to him so that he would think I'm fine.

"Anyways, love, it's time I best be going. Take care, love." Arthur said as he let go of me. "Alright, Artie." I said, feeling saddened that he was leaving already. "Oh, love. Please don't call me that. I already have to deal with Alfred calling me that. I don't need another person calling me that." Arthur sighed. I felt a bit disheartened. "Oh, uh, I'm sorry, Arthur..." I said as I looked down.

Arthur sighed again and put a hand on my head. "Ah, it's alright, love. I'm sorry." "It's alright. I'll see you tomorrow." I said. "Alright. Bye, love! See you tomorrow!" Arthur called out as he finally left.

Right when my doors closed I fell to my knees, missing the warmth and security from his strong arms. I felt tears in my eyes as I wanted Arthur to come back and tell me that everything's alright, but as I thought of that, what happened today immediately came into mind.

'She forced me to stand up by tugging on my hair very forcefully. "And don't forget, (n/n). Stay away from MY Arthur." Stephanie hissed in my ear before shoving me to the ground again.'

I fell deep into thought as I remembered what Stephanie said. 'Maybe it'd be a good idea if I stay away from Arthur....' I felt tears well up in my eyes. I want to stay by Arthur's side even if it means I end up getting hurt badly by those fakes, but at the same time, I don't want to be hurt any more than I want to be....

Why is it that every time I get close to someone, I end up getting hurt because of that person? But, I can't stand always being alone. It hurts.. To think, someone like me always winds up getting hurt because of being near or close to someone. It's not fair...

I massage my head. Thoughts of whether or not to hang around Arthur swim around in my mind, causing it to throb immensely. I limply walk up stairs and into my room, tired of every little fucking shit I have to deal with in my pitiful life. I plop down on my bed and sigh loudly. I already lost my parents in a stupid accident, and now I have to deal with having to stop hanging around by best friend/crush?! I groan. This stupid life. I want to end it now, but I know what others go through when a friend commits suicide and I don't wanna see Arthur like that. But, would it matter if I did it? I don't have any friends besides Arthur and I don't think people would care if I did commit suicide.

'Maybe I should...' I thought to myself as something Arthur said came into mind.

"(Y/n), love, I'm your best friend. And I care very deeply about you so of course I can tell when your lying."

'Maybe I shouldn't do it after all..' I thought to myself as I hugged my pillow. 'But what if Arthur's just faking it all? What if he's just tired of me and pities me too much to leave me alone? What if he's just acting like he cares so that he can finish me all off once he's done playing around and toying with me?.... What if...?'

I hug my pillow tightly and shove my face into it and yawn loudly. I felt my eyes grow heavy and begin to droop. I yawned again until I fell asleep thinking:

'What if?...

Hi guys! I'm not dead anymore! Yay!... Anyways, guys, I am so so so so so so SO sorry for not updating in like forever! I got super busy with finals at school (i'm pretty sure some of you people understand the pain of taking finals), my first book which got over a thousand reads(thank you so so much!) and the holidays! I swear to doitsu I will try and make it up to you precious cinnamon rolls to the best that I can or I will fail trying!(Me: And no I am not going to run more laps! Doitsu: ... I vazn't even going to ask jou to run more laps -_-; Me: I don't care! Still!!) I'll try and update this book a little bit more quicker so you guys don't have to wait for like months for me to update!

Anyway, I'm sorry for neglecting this book and all you beautiful readers! Love ya all! (dude, I have never struggled with writing/updating a book than this. Holy crap it's hard for me to type all this out on a laptop e-e;;)

Hasta La Pasta~