Chapter 2~ Back to school
~Zayn's POV~As soon as I open my eyes, I notice that I'm still sitting in the closet. Well, that explains why my neck hurts so much. I rub my hand over the sore spot, hoping to rub the pain away. It's not working.
Then, the memories of last night appear in my head and I freeze. Is the killer still here? The gunshot was clearly in this house. There's only one way to find out what happened. Slowly, I push the cabin door open and peak my head out. The room seems abandoned except for me, so I leave my hidding spot. The basball bat is still lying on the floor where I dropped it yesterday. I pick it back up, just in case. Then I pick up my suitcase and walk downstairs. Now I only need to walk across the living room and than I'm free from this madhouse. Only drawback: this is the place where the scream and gunshot came from.
I prepare myself for the sight of a dead body and maybe even the killer still with it. With a last deep sight I walk around the corner into the living room. The bat on my shoulder ready to swing, but that won't be necessary. The living room is empty, besides for the dusty furniture. Okay... This is not what I was expecting. I mean, I'm very happy that there's no body and killer, but what about the blood? There has to be blood, but the living room is clean. No blood to be seen.
I defrost from my shocked state and run as fast as I can through the front door. As I ran to the end of the street I stop. Panting I look back to the house one more time. A boy is standing there staring at me. It's too far away to see what the boy looks like, but I think his hair is blond. I narrow my eyes to see better, but as soon as I wink, the boy is gone.
I shrug. I must have been imagining the boy. It's probably the fear of this night elaborating. With a sigh I turn away from the street and start to walk away.
Where to now? I wonder and try to remember what day it is. Monday. Oh, I have school now. I walk to the center of Bradford, where the school located, but first I make a stop at the park, where I hide my suitcase under some bushes.
The clock on the church points to 8 AM. Time to go to school than. Not that I enjoy school, because I get bullied. Harry used to be my best friend. We have know each other since kindergarten and we grew up together. I miss the times we used to tease little children when we were in primary school. I miss the way we were the ruling duo in the corridors of high school, but we didn't bully people. But things change. When I told Harry I was (and still am) gay, he freaked out. If I had know that he is an homophobe, if I had only kept my mouth shut, but it's to late for that. First he thought I was kidding, but then he realised I wasn't and he punshed me. He left with the words: "I don't want to be friends with a faggot." That was the start of my miserable life.
The beating became a daily thing and each day, it get worse. Meanwhile, whole the school turned against me and started the name calling, but, one year ago, Liam decided to stand up for me. He beat up Harry for me. Since then he hasn't left my side in school, protecting me for Harry and his gang. Still, I can't avoid my daily beating. Liam doens't have lunch time with me and Harry does. I don't think I need to explain what happens during lunch time?
As I walk to my locker I lock out the hurtful words which people yell at me.
"Hey, Faggot!"
"Worthless piece of shit."
Suddenly I feel a hand on my shoulder. Automatic I flinch, preparing for the fist that comes after this, but I only hear a sigh. "It's only me. Harry is not going to hurt you anymore, Zayn." Liam says as he turns me around and hugs me. I just nod. Agreeing with the brown-haired lad. I know it's not true. Liam thinks the beatings stopped, but that's not true. I know this lunch is going to be a hell.
Liam and me walk to our lockers, which are close to each other. I open mine and a note falls out.
'Prepare yourself, faggot. ~H.'
I feel like running away and not turning back, but I can't. If Harry finds me it's going to be so much worse than other times, although the note doesn't bode good. Quickly, I put the note in my manual of mathematics before Liam can see it and start to walk to my first class.
~*~lunch~*~
The bell rings, signaling lunch time has come. With the last bit of courage I have, I walk into the canteen. I search for Harry, but he isn't here yet. A sigh of relief escapes my mouth. Maybe I can eat before I get beaten up by Harry.
I buy food and sit down at an empty table like usual. I ignore the spitballs and trash people throw at me and eat my lunch. I've almost finished as a rough hand grabs my shoulder and throws me on the floor. I look up and see Harry smirking at me.
"Hey, Zaynie, did you miss me?" Harry says, using my old nickname. I don't answer, knowing I will get in more trouble if I do. Then Harry kicks me in my stomach. I groan and clutch my sides.
"Fight, fight!" the crowd that has formed around Harry and me chants. Powered by the cheering, Harry starts to kick me over and over again. He kicks me everywhere, my head, my stomach, my back,... I can only pray that this will stop soon, before I pass out and need to go to the hospital.
10 minutes later, the kicking stops. I look up to see Harry looking at me with hate and disgust in his eyes. He spits in my face and leaves the canteen then. Slowly everyone start to disappear to their classes, but one boy stays. He has bleached blond hair and wonderful blue eyes, which are now filled with sadness as he looks at me. Then he shakes his head.
I jump as the bell rings. I look after me to see the bell hanging there. I was right under it and the loud sound pains my ears. Suddenly a cool breeze blows through the canteen and when I look back to the blue-eyed boy, he is gone.
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