I was walking the hallway, I looked right and left every second, I was paranoid to what Rowan would do to me. The things he said to me that Saturday, I didn't know what to expect. The first bell rang, I went to the bathroom to cool down and wash hands and face.

I washed my face and closed my eyes trying to calm myself down. "Hey" before I could turn around he smashed my face the bathroom mirror, I could feel the blood pouring down my forehead feeling the pain. Even if the mirror was broken, I could see that there was three of them. Rowan, Daniel, and some other jock. Daniel punched my gut, hurting like hell and I fell to the ground. The three started kicking and stomping on me. Every part of my body reaching head to toe, felt like it's been through hell. After the second bell rang they all left me for dead.

I can't move my body, but I had to get up. But I'm not going to class, I can't walk in looking like this. I'm all bruised and bleeding, I can't track any attention to me, I got to get away. I'm not going home, I'm gonna go to one friend I trust.

I knocked on the door and she opened it. "Hey, Woah what happened to you" Sandy looked at me. "Nothing I'm fine, can I just stay here for a week". "Sure whatever you want" I walked in and she closed the door behind me. "It's the red head isn't it" "What" I asked since I couldn't hear. "The red head, the guy that got you fired" I sat on the stairs and nodded. "We need to call your parents right away" "No, they'll just say, that's there nothing to worry about". "Are you going to school tomorrow" she asked, I nodded. "I can help you if you want" she sat beside me, "No it's fine, they'll stop and forget about me" I faked a smile. "I hate it when you smile like that" she then walked upstairs.

It was the other day and it was recess, I sat alone on a table. Early this morning, Rowan and his gang attacked me one by one. Not in a way that they surrendered me. It was like punching my gut, messing my books etc... but at least, it wasn't as bad as yesterday. My phone rang and I saw who was calling it was Scott.

Scott - Hey are you okay, mom said you didn't come home yesterday

Sean - Yeah I'm fine, don't worry to much about me. Just enjoy your trip

Scott - Okay, just call me if you need help

"HEY" I looked around and saw a bunch of girls surrounding me. "Isn't that Scott's phone" I nodded. She then grabbed the phone but I pulled it, now we're both playing tug of war. "Why would Scott give you something so valuable to a loser like you" "Let go!" the phone got out of our hands and It fell to the floor. I ran as fast as I can to get the phone "No, no no no no no no" I looked at the screen and it was cracked. My tears fell “Nice work loser, you now broke his phone. Come on, lets go” they all left.

My phone, his phone, the only thing that a friend of mine has given me, my only friend. I always keep it safe so I won’t forget how strong our friendship was. But look at it now, cracked. I hold tightly crying.

———

It was Friday, the last few days for me was rough, I was beaten endlessly and they would mock me for what I was doing. I walked through the halls, right and left I saw students whispering, probably making a rumour about me. While I was walking, someone tripped me and I looked who it was. Rowan, he was grinning deviously. I felt chills through my whole body, I felt like he was higher than me like an Evil king and I was his tortured slave. I didn’t know what to do anymore than just stand up and walk away.

It was now recess and I sat alone as usual.

After a while students looked over at me smiling, some looked surprised, and others weren’t giggling. I didn’t know what was happening till something spilled over my body. I opened my eyes and saw milk, milk over my body. I looked around who it was, and saw Daniel and Rowan holding a bucket. A student laugh and others joined till everyone in the canteen laughed at me. I felt so humiliated that I was crying in front of Rowan and Daniel. “Aww, he’s crying over spilled milk” I stood up and try to leave, I bumped into a guy but I didn’t care anymore.

I went to the bathroom crying alone so no one would see me. I looked into the mirror reflecting on my life.

“You’re Worthless”

“You’re Nothing”

“You’re Making A Fool Out Of Yourself”

“You’re A Faggot”

“You Don’t Belong Here”

“You Don’t Belong Anywhere”

“You Should Just Die”

“AAAAAHHHHH” I smashed the mirror, breaking it peace by peace till my hands were bleeding, I didn’t stop. I was angry at myself, I was a fool for believing that life was just fine, I was a fool for believing that it would all stop, I was a fool for believing that everything would get better, I was a fool for believing that it is all okay, But I was a bigger fool for believing that I had a purpose in this life.

I put my bloody hands on my pocket and grabbed my phone. There I wrote my final Message to Scott.

———

I was walking up, up, up the stairs till I reach the rooftop, I walked up and went over the railings. Looking down below, it was so quiet. Looking up the clouds, they were grey. I was crying, I want to end it all here.

All the pain, All the scars, All the hate, All of it.

I heard the door open and Scott was staring at me. My final tear shed and I whispered to him from far away.

“I’m Sorry”

Jump.