Freak » Narry [ON HOLD!]

Chapter 3

★ Niall's P.O.V

My whole body hurts, it feels like I've been hit by a car.

But no no... this horrible pain is all thanks to Josh and his friends.

Josh, well, where do I start? That boy is mean, selfish, arrogant and just simply evil. He used to be my best friend before I stopped talking, before I became the Freak. And I really thought that he would stay by my side, but why would he? He's just like everyone else in this messed up world. But then again, who would like to be friends with me? 

A sigh leave me as I slowly get up from my bed, it hurts to do anything, and once again my body's filled with bruises and cuts. My wounds never actually have time to heal before I get new ones, so everyday is painful. Every single one.

I've barely slept anything tonight, mostly because I've been in pain - which I still am - but also because I have been thinking, about a lot of things, and Harry is one of those things...

Yesterday when I got beat up by Josh and his assholes to friends, Harry... well yes, he was a jerk, but I honestly think he saved me. He said that someone was coming, but no one ever did. It's just the way he said it, he sounded... scared or I have no idea, but he was acting very weird. But I guess he just... thought he heard someone, that must be it. Because Harry, he hates me, he bullies me, so there's no way that he would ever try to save me, right?

After some painful minutes I had put on some clothes that covered all my bruises and cuts, I don't actually care if someone sees them, but still... I feel ashamed of them. I feel weak, I can't protect myself, I'm fucking worthless.  

"Get your ass down and get to school!" my dad's voice interrupt my thoughts and I literally have to force myself to get out of my room and then make my way downstairs. My dad has a very bad temper, he always yells and treats me, and also my mum like shit. He scares me, I'm really afraid of him. Because you never know what he might do.

I decid to skip breakfast, as usual and just leave as quickly as I can. If not, my dad will just get angrier, for no reason. 

Now... I just have to walk to one of the worst places in the world, school. 

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"Freak"

Shut up!

"Fag"

Shut up!

"Whore"

Shut up!

"Bitch"

Shut up!

"Slut"

Just shut the fuck up! 

I want to scream, as loud as I can.

If I had some damn courage I would seriously go over to someone and hit that person in the face, really damn hard too!

Everyday I always hear the same words, I'm used to it, but I'm tired of it. I'm so tired of everybody and everything.

What did I do to deserve this life? What did I do wrong?

Sometimes I wonder why I just haven't killed myself yet? Nobody would care, nobody would even notice. I guess I'm just too scared to do it, it's patethic, I know.