zach’s pov (during 1st period)

i sat down in my usual set in the back, smiling when i saw that Annie was already seated in the seat beside me, annie was nice, well she could be, sadly she practically hated me the only thing we could agree on is who we hate, and that anime, and bvb are both cool things and the joker from batman is awesome. most wouldn't be smiling because someone who hates them is already in the seat by you, but i do because 1. she doesn't hate me just strongly dislikes me and 2. if someone picks one me or anyone else she will stand up against them. and as i said before, we agree on some things. “hey zach” she said turning to face me “hia” i smiled even wider then before, she was in a good mood and was trying to put up with me, for now at least. i zoned out as mrs.bishope started talking about..... i don't know what she was talking about, but i can only assume its something about history as she is a history teacher. i continued ignoring our teacher as i started drawing stitches in random spots all over the sheet of paper that sat on my desk. i stopped drawing when i felt a tap on my shoulder i turned to Annie once i realized that it was her taping my shoulder “you must be with reagan so often that her odd obsession has rubbed off on you.” Annie laughed slightly, looking my sheet now almost full with stitches “ yeah i guess so” i said chuckling at what she had said. i stopped talking to annie to think of reagan’s obsession with stitches, she draws them everywhere, her wrist is covered in stitches drawn with a black pen. i had often wondered why she did that and she never really did say why but, now i just think its because of black veil brides and the stitches that are on some of them, and also the album we stitch these wounds. the bell cut me off from my thoughts. i sighed picking all of my items up and walking out of the class room to meet up with katie and reagan out side the door, for 2nd period we all walked together to our classes none of us had friends in our 2nd period class but at least we were all close to each other, reagan went to her science class across the hall from katie in english and i went to drama a little farther down the hall. i was only a few steps away from the class when i felt a hand land on my shoulder “please don't hurt me” i said softly fear rushing over my body, “its okay zach” i heard mr.taltits’ calming voice reassure me, i looked up to see he was glaring at something behind us, i turned my head to see abe now turning around. once in the class i took my seat, the one in the back closet to the teacher’s desk. mr.t told us that we were to present today, i groaned i was not done. we spent the whole hour just doing that, why did i have to be in a larger class. the bell rang just as mr.t told me to stay after class, i sighed knowing what he was about to say, this is about the 8th time this month hes done this. “zach, come over in to the hall.” mr.t said pointing to the dark hallway that headed to the stage in the cafeteria, “yes sir” i said he sighed turning to me “I've told you before, i would prefer to be called, roame, or mr.t sir makes me feel old” he opened the door to the hall, walking in i fallowed him into the hall. “zach you know what i think about this, you should tell someone.” its always the same since break is next then i have gym with reagan katie and annie and after break he has his free period he could always make me stay longer then anyone else, every time this happens he tells me i should tell someone, someone who works in the office, and i argue saying no, since if they found out they would suspend the bullies but once that is over it will only get worse for me because i got them in trouble, mr.t becomes angry and dose what he dose when hes really upset, and we dont speak of anything then we move on only for it to repeat agin as mr.t dismisses me i hear the late bell ring, i sigh and put on my jacket and start heading to the gym. once i get there i see reagan and katie talking, reagan stops what she was talking about and runs over to me and starts dragging me over to were to folded in bleachers are and pushes me on the ground “we dont dress out today, we get to get on our macs” she said still smiling, she dropped her bag to the ground and pulled out her computer and oped up itunes only to shut it agin, she turned to me the smile that was on her face was now weary “im gonna go to the restroom, k?” she said getting up and walking towards the lobby where the restrooms where. “wheres wife going?” katie asked siting down by my side, “to piss” i answered. katie chuckled at my response. for the next 5 or so minutes katie and i talked about all kinds of stuff and i really don't know most of what we talked about. “hey wife!” katie said jumping on reagan she dragged her back over to where we sat, once they sat down reagan grabbed a black pen from her bag and started drawing stitches on her wrist she went over the one she had done like 50 times by now the lines where thick and messy. reagan jumped up yelling “hey wait up!” and ran to the lobby “who did she see?” i asked turning to katie “no clue” she said i sighed and i waited for reagan to comeback to the spot we were in.

reagan’s pov

tears streamed down my face as words were fired at me one after another the words accompanied by kicks the kicks, punches, the punches more words. boys and girls laughed as a small group of 4 boys abused me. abe was one of them, he soon told the others to leave that he wanted to finish me off alone. they left grumbling as they did. once all of them were gone i was slammed against the wall across from the door, tears burning behind my eyes as abe’s lips attacked mine in a kiss. my eyes widened i heard a quite gasp escape someones lips, i looked to see the door gently close shut but i did not see who saw use. what do i do now?

Notes

I'm sorry it took so long to get it up.

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