(400 reads, so many chapters.. Seems legit) 

** Third Person's P.O.V **

The next f###ing day went by and it was a Friday, Fresh was just going to get something in his locker before he left for his classroom. As he opened it, a note slipped out. He picked up the note. It read;

Hey, meet me in the back gate after school today. Come 4:50 sharp. 
-Cil

Interesting. Funny, Fresh was about to move out to the apartment behind the school today. So he guessed its the perfect time to do so. He shrugged and closed his locker door and left to his classroom. Cil wasn't in his class yet, but he wanted to admit that Cil is cute. He's too cute to be made fun of, now that Fresh thought of it. He someone regret playing the song but hopefully Cil doesn't mind because their equal now aren't they?

Fresh Eyes
Cil Phone

They both had their names on those 2 words. Aren't they equal, so there is no need to fight or argue about it right? Well, that's what all of us thinks but not for PJ. PJ is going all out for a beating. He planned it at the end of class, so no one could take him to the nurse's office. He wanted him to just bleed to death, he doesn't care that one day. They'll discover blood on the walls with dust on the floor. He doesn't care, he just wanted him to learn his lesson.

Fresh was walking back to his locker during break time. He didn't notice Cil coming up to him from behind. He closed his locker and turned his back from the opposite only to see Cil. Hands behind with a small smile. “Oh! Hi, Cil!” Fresh greeted, surprised. “Oh, Hi! I just wanted to tell you that, I'm sorry about playing that song the other day. I feel bad” Cil apologized, playing with his fingers.

“That's okay, I forgive you. Now that you said it, I'm sorry too. The song repeated 'Cil' waaayy too many times” Fresh scratched his neck in embarrassment. “Its okay, wanna be friends?” Cil asked, stretching his arm for Fresh to shake. “Sure” Fresh returned the gesture and shook Cil's hand.

“See you later then”

“Yeah! Cya!”

The two skeletons parted ways, they feel good. Fresh abruptly stopped his tracks, realizing. Maybe if Fresh and PJ apologized to each other, maybe they could stay as friends. But Fresh frowned, he didn't want to stay friends, he wanted to more. But the chance was thin. He knew that wouldn't happen, all that happens now is that PJ ends up with a new girlfriend.

Hopefully treats him right, cause he deserves better. Thinking about it made Fresh's heart pound, crack! He clutched his chest, but he's happy. He's happy if PJ is happy. Then he can't argue with that. He continued walking to his class with several more cracks. Fresh wonders if PJ had a family with someone that is not him. Fresh sighed sadly, it's his future. That should happen, but a part of him doesn't want it to happen. He just so happens to like him by each string of passing minute.

But that string would break any minute now.

After class, Fresh moved most of his stuff back at the apartment. All he needs to do now is go to the back gates of the school. He wondered why Cil asked him to meet him Fresh in the back gates. He just thought the Cil was just going to show him something but there's something awfully off about that note. It just doesn't seem right, it feels like

Torture was going his way.

As he walked through dozens of hallways, he finally reached his destination. He checked his watch, 4:48. He was early, he pulled the handle and opened it. The door was heavy, so it took about 50 seconds for it to fully open. He closed it after. He took a look at his surroundings, it was creepy but the aura in it feels creepy. Like a killer murdered his victims here.

4:50

“Wow, so you did come. You're so unwary but gullible” a voice spoke, Fresh recognized that voice. His eyes widened, PJ stepped into the light. With a snap of his finger, Fresh was pinned to the ground. He could feel painful kicks in his sides with a burning sensation that would last a long time. Fresh realized that PJ is beating him up, PJ's FRIENDS we're bearing him up.
For what? 

They slammed Fresh against the wall, blood splattered against it. His ribs were starting to slowly form cracks. Fresh felt stinging pain on his eye and cheek. Soon, he he feels blood oozing out of his mouth.

“EW! DISGUSTING!”

“GROSS”

Soon, they tied a collar around his neck, they tugged the collar up. Choking him, loosing his breath. More hits and kicks we're thrown at him. Laughter filled the air, blood on the walls. It was like a horror movie, now. The pulled out his blood soaked gloves and rolled his sleeves up. They just laughed. PJ didn't notice because he had received a call from Cil. They started to count and names on every cut on his arm.

Worthless
Stupid
Idiot
Pathetic
Excuse
Disgrace
Null
Imperfect
Flawed
Pitiful
Poor
Weak
Miserable
Cowardly
Incapable
Abomination
Horrible
Terrible
Shameful
Unworthy
Lame
Foolish
Gullible
Unwary
Idiotic
Imbecile
Repulsive
Weak-minded
Loathsome
Sickening
Ugly
Offensive
Undesirable
Unwanted
Distressing
Upsetting
Dislikeable
Obnoxious
Revolting
Wimp
Ill
Sick
Bleak
Depressive
Desolate
Lonely
Godforsaken
Dire
Dreary
Sombre/somber
Sullen
Negative
Colorless
Unfortunate
Down
Depressed
Discomfiting
Slipup
Error
Screwup
Annoying
Nuisance
Dismay
Letdown
Naive
Crestfallen
Oblivious
Careless
Nonsuccess
Nonsense
Disappointment
Failure

Mistake

All those hurtful words, hit Fresh, like a bullet had been pierced into his heart. Shattering a billion pieces. Blood filled the area, terrified screams fill the air. Fresh lay, lifeless on the ground. PJ then walked in the room, it was messy but he didn't care. He leviated Fresh slammed him repeatedly on each wall until Fresh is broken enough to keep him on a wheelchair for the rest of his life. PJ with no regrets, remorse or shame. Left without another word.

(A/n, MY HEARTTTT💔💔💔💔💔💔💔(╥ω╥')(PД'q｡)(p′︵‵。)(X﹏X)↷(っω；。)( T ʖ̯ T)) 

They left Fresh, lifeless. Blood pooling around him. His soul, managed to stay together. But is slowly tearing apart, which means. His soul is shattered and he turns into dust.

-Meanwhile with PJ-

“What took you so long, PJ?” Cil asked through the car window. They were waiting for PJ for straight 15 minutes. “Sorry, I was a little busy with something” PJ lied. He was busy with trying to kill someone. Cil eyed him suspiciously, he could literally smell iron, and bone marrow out of him. Clearly it was unnoticeable because of his strong Cologne that he was wearing. But Cil could smell it without a doubt. Cil shrugged it off, PJ sighed quietly. He was sweating thinking that Cil didn't buy his excuse.

-Meanwhile with Y/n-

Y/n was just trying to turn off some of the sound equipments but her roommate who knows how to turn it off is sick. They're back at her apartment but Y/n doesn't want to walk all the way there just to ask on how to turn it off. She was supposed to go home at 4:50 but she was late. It's now 5:05 already. She sighed, the only way to get this over with is just ask and then, you're done.

She jus did that and walked to the back gates of the school, she opened the door to see a red substance leaking in front of it. She didn't think about blood, but thought of paint instead. She opened it to find leaking for blood but once she stepped in. What she saw was horrifying. She ran to the janitors locker room and told the janitors what she saw. 

The janitors quickly took him to the nurse's office and one of them called the ambulance. When the ambulance arrived, they took Fresh to the hospital. News spread, Pro. Edgar had heard. He was now worried if he couldn't make it or not. Soon, PJ's family heard. With pity, they decided to visit Fresh tomorrow. PJ didn't want to go but they forced him to.

Cil was very worried and concerned about Fresh. He's going to be sad if he can't make it. Just because, they operated on his broken bones. There were several broken bones, a huge crack his skull, 75% of blood was lost and his soul is breaking apart. Fresh is in the brink of Insanity. He won't be able to walk for a few days. Due to how monster technology has been going, they have a possible chance of him living. Only for a few days.

If only, he moved on. His heartbreak is the worst part, they can't heal the cracks, the person he likes will have to heal it, and I don't think PJ's up for the challenge at all. He can't still live a long time but, healing his broken heart is a challenge. The one he likes should feel the same, willingly, not forced.

What will they do now?