That's Another Story / Sean x Evelien fanfiction

School

Jack's POV

My school is shit.

I could never imagine how bad it was before I came in this hell named college. I mean, I always loved to learn new things and to study, make new friends, share your opinions and more, but not here. The teachers do whatever  they want, students are assessed depending on how much parents pay the institution, and worse: bullying.

I was bullied the first few years by a group of boys, and the "boss" was the principal's son, they never leaved me alone, not just in school, but even in the way home, in the public streets. The thing that I hated the most was that anyone showed up or intervened. Everyone with the same fucking phone recording them punching or kicking me like if it was entertaining. Of course the videos were later posted and viewed by the whole school. I think even the teachers had also watched that before, and of course they thought that it was normal, also because in here it was.

All of this bullshit because I lived in a small town in Ireland and my parents weren't the richest family in Brighton. Oh, and also because my hair is green an they thought I was gay lmao. 

Then, some months later, a miracle happened: a new guy from Sweden showed up. His name was Felix and he was a football player. He was kinda tall and thin, his hair was blond and a little long and his eyes were of a crystal blue. He was okay, okay to survive in this prison: he was born in one of the most popular cities in Sweden and his parents were quite wealthy.

As I said, he was enough handsome and popular, and everyone was trying to be his friend in every possible way. I tought he was an asshole just like the others in the first week, but then a thing happened:

The group of bullys were kicking me in the stomach in the backyard, just like a regular Wednesday. I was crying just like always, remembering that this is not gonna get to an end and that nobody was gonna help me. I was feeling so bad that I started to beliving what they said.

"Cunt" Said the one at the left, kicking me. "fucking bitch" said the other one behind me. "Too bad your mummy is not gonna come for you" said the one on my right. "Like if she cares. At the end, nobody cares about a crying, stupid, fucking cunt. Seriously, how they managed not to commit suicide or abandon you on the street? But we'll never know. James, do you think she's going to mind if her son comes home tonight with a couple of bruises?" said Leify, the son of the principal, laughing. "I don't think so." . 

At that point I wanted to exsplode. I think I even gagged. If only I had a friend. The real reson I wanted to go home and never come back there were videogames. I could been doing anything for some snacks while playing bloodborne for the fith time, sitting in a couch and covered with a synthetic plaid. My mum really didn't care about it and my dad was always at work. For one thing they were right: my parents didn't care about me. No one cared about me. Right when I starded sobbing more than ever,  I heard a voice in the distence.

"Hey!" He screamed.

"Jävla jävlar"(fucking bastards)

"Försök att röra den igen om du vill att jag ska visa den här videon till din kära far!"(Try to touch him again if you want your dear dad to watch this video) He said showing the phone with a big smile.

And then, suddently, something that I could never imagine happend: they run away, and I fainted.