*Ethan's POV*

Monday morning, I woke up from my bed, feeling exceedingly happy about myself. 'I can't believe we're dating....*loudly squeals* he makes me soooo happy' I spoke mentally to myself. I got up and went downstairs to eat something before school.

As I slouched down to the kitchen, I notice my father sitting at the table. "d...dad..?!" Ethan spoke, his words filled with a fearful tone. He stood up from his chair, stomped up to Ethan and spat in his face. "Where in the actual FUCK were you yesterday afternoon?!" He yelled in his face.

"I-I wa-as o-out with m-my-" he briefly stopped as he just remembered in time that his father was homophobic and didn't know Ethan as gay. "With m-my friend...Yeah! I-I was hanging out w-with my f-friend M-Mark" he answered to this shell of a man.

"But that's not possible! You don't have any friends! You're a lonely piece of shit that was made to be a mistake in the world" His father yelled in his face. "no..I'm not.." Ethan mumbled under his breath, quiet enough for this stranger to hear. As Ethan was just about to walk away,he was harshly punched with anger in his stomach by his dad.

He lifelessly fell onto to tiled room, clutching his stomach in pain. "Weak" his dad said before walking into the living room. As Ethan rose slowly, he walked back up to his room carefully and slammed his door shut behind him. Ethan walked to his phone and checked the time, as he did, it read 7:03. 'I still have time...' He thought.

He started walking to the bathroom and grabbed a razor out of the draw. He closed the door and locked it as well. Cut after cut, his arm was hovering over the sink, blood covering every inch of it. After some time, he finished slitting his forearm, cleaned it up and went back to his room.

When he arrived to his room, he got dressed into some jeans, a long-sleeved t-shirt and a blue sweater. When he finished, he decided to leave a bit earlier than usual and left for school.

As I walked into the gates of this mess of a school, I was pulled by the back of my sweater, not knowing who it was and where I was going. Next thing I knew everything went dark and I lost control of my body.

*Time skip brought to you by a lazy author*

I woke up in a dimly lit room. As I tried to get up, I felt my limbs tied around a wooden piece also known as the chair I was sitting in. I felt the rooms vibrations of someone walking...towards me..oh no...

"Hello Darling..." A familiar voice spoke from the darkness. "Who...who are you?!" Ethan yelled, obviously scared. "Oh...so you don't remember my voice anymore?. Hm, well I thought you knew me better than that...guess not" The character said, making the last few words sounding a little sad.

"umm...." Ethan replied, lost with his words. The person stepped forward into the light revealing a horrible creature. "g-g-Gerald?!" He yelled, seeing G step forward infront of him.

"Well well well, Ethan, It's glad to have you back" He said creepily wth a smirk. "N-no...NO!" Ethan yelled. G started slowly walking towards Ethan, a whip being gripped in his hand. "What are you going to do to me?...." Ethan asked, obviously scared for his life. "Oh...not much....I just wanna have some..... Fun..."

After that,Ethan was being tortured, hurt, raped, and was scarred mentally and physically. Ethan gave up on trying to break free so he just stayed there, not moving, hardly breathing, giving up on trying. As Ethan was drifting to sleep but right before he went into slumber, in the corner of his eye, he saw a figure punching and kicking G....as I focused a bit more, I saw that it was....MARK!

After that, I fell asleep.

*Time skip brought to you by Crankiplier Trash No.1*

I slowly lifted up my eyelids from a very VERY painful rest. As I sat up, my back started aching badly. "O-ow!" Ethan yelled. "Ethan! Are you awake?" Someone yelled. "U-um.. Yeah, I guess" I heard someone run up some stairs and open the door. "hey" Mark said as he walked into the room with a bottle of water and some pills.

We just sat there in silence, enjoying each others company. Time went by, the sun rising and falling in no noise. By then, we were both cuddling in bed, sleeping and short snores coming from both the boys. Each falling for one another, impossible to deny it. Even though they were young, the found their soulmate even if they didn't know it.

Mark had his arms draped around Ethan's waist, then spooning in each others embrace.  A movie playing in the background as they were asleep....

*Ethan's Nightmare*

"I hate you!" Mark yelled at Ethan as he was curled up in a ball in the corner of the room." I should've never wasted my time with you! You're a useless prick who is an insensitive loser with depression." Ethan just sat there, crying even more than he was before. Mark walked up to the upset Ethan, grabbed him by the collar of his shirt, pulled him up and slapped I'm across the face. Ethan whimpered in pain as a small bruise was already starting to form on his face. He just let it happen.....he didn't even try to stop....he just...gave up...not even feeling alive anymore. As Mark let go of him and started walking away, he whispered one last thing before he left. "You should of killed yourself already....."  That sentence.....right there....ended everything that ever happened......" I know....." Ethan replied as tears were coming out of his eyes like waterfalls.... With that ending, Mark walked out of the house, slamming the front door shut...

*SORRY FOR THE TRIGGER WARNING AND SLOW UPDATES....*