~WARNING: THIS CHAPTER HAS SELF HARM IN IT! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!~

SOTC: Pray - Jeff Williams feat. Lamar Hall and Sandy Casey

"L-Let me go! P-Please!" How is no one around to help me?! I mean I'm at school for god's sake! It may be after hours but someone is usually still here! I felt the guy tighten his grip on my neck. Great. I'm gonna die.

"What are you doing to him?!" The guy released me and I fell to the ground coughing and gasping for air. I blinked my eyes a few times, realizing my vision had went blurry.

"Hey... You ok?" I looked up and saw Marshal Reed standing in front of me. He's one of the most popular guys in my school. And I... well... I have a crush on him. And yes. I am a guy. And yes. I am gay.

"I-I um... I-I gotta go..." I got up leaving my stuff scattered in the hall. I ran to the nearest bathroom. A bathroom is my place of safety for some reason. Any bathroom to be honest. I took my blade out of my pocket and looked at it. My brother and sister keep telling me to stop but, with my parents hating me and me getting bullied all the time, I just can't help it.

I drug the blade over my wrist and watched the blood start to drip into the sink. I closed my eyes as the blood dripped.

"What are you doing?" I jumped and l opened my eyes. When I turned I saw Marshal looking at my wrist. He had my bag in one of his hands and my glasses in the other.

"N-Nothing..." I tried to put the blade away and hide my wrist but Marshal set my stuff down and grabbed the blade then my wirst.

"Why are you doing this to yourself?" He looked me in the eyes and I looked down. He turned on the water and put my wrist under it. It stung like hell but I ignored it.

"Now answer me. Why are you doing this?"

"You would do it too if you had my life..." I mumbled and never looked at him.

"You mean, having parents who hate you and love your brother and sister, and getting picked on because you're gay?" I looked up at him confused. How did he know so much about me?

"You're kinda famous around here. Chad Austin." I looked away again. He turned off the water and dried my hand. I felt him looking at me but I never looked at him.

"You're shy arn't you?" He grabbed my face and turned me to him. "Look at me."

I hesitated and looked at him but never looked him in the eyes.

"In. My. Eyes." He sounded more demanding this time... I sighed and looked in his eyes. He started to smirk a bit. "I've never seen anyone with red eyes." I blushed.

"I never saw someone with almost white eyes." He started to laugh as he let me go.

"Come on. I'll walk you home."

"N-No you don't hav-"

"Shut up. I want to. Here." He grabbed my glasses and put them on my face then grabbed my bag and handed it to me.

"You r-really don't-" I took my bag as he cut me off again.

"Shut. Up. I. Want. To. Now come on. And I'm keeping this." He held up the blade as we walked out the bathroom. I sighed and shrugged.

"Fine with me." I didn't mention the fact that I had more.

"AND when we get to your house I'm taking every single one you have." He turned and looked at me smirking. I shrugged and looked down.

"Maybe I can finally get some help."

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My cousin @rainbowsluck10 told me I should start writing this again sooooo I did just changed up... A LOT. Hope you enjoyed!