Its a sin... but definitely not a tragedy.

I punch the wall.
“You said you loved me! you said it to the world! But all you did was leave me for dead”
I say memories coming back, flashes of Sam’s smile.

“I was alone and left for dead!” I scream in my bedroom, tearing pouring down my face.
I collapse onto the ground. I can’t hold myself anymore.... I held it all in.
When I got my stitches when they bandaged me up and asked me why I was in that state.
I couldn’t tell them... I would be in more trouble then I was before.
I pull my legs to my chest and cry into my knees. I haven’t cried since that day.....
My scars begin to ache, I know the stitches will break. I pull myself to my bed and pull myself to the top of my bed, i’m so exhausted. I shouldn’t have said a single thing to that teacher! he doesn’t care.... no one did.

“Fuck!” I scream. Thank god no one is home, like they care anyway.
I melt into my bed a darkness surrounds me.

*

I wake up and look at my clock.. 7:00am
Fuck! I've got school! I jump up and change into my black jeans, long sleeve shirt with Slipknot on it and my combat boots before running out the door to school.
I get there just in time before the bell rings signaling for homeroom. I rush to my locker to grab my books. As I grab one of my books and I hear someone chuckle right behind me.

Before I know it i’ve been punched in the back of the head. I collapse to the ground holding the back of my head with both my hands. I look up to see it is Brady, the most popular guy in school. He smiled triumphantly at me and spat on me, I coil is disgust. What the fuck? I hear a guy starting to yell and before I know it a tall slender guy punches him in the face and kicks him in the balls. Fucking pig deserved it! The slender man picks me up and slumps me over his shoulder and carries me out the school. He takes me to the back of the school and puts me down and stares at me for a moment, breathing really heavily.
“Are you okay?” I ask him putting my hand on his shoulder which was a little bit of a struggle since i’m only 6 foot and he is 6’3. He started to chuckle.
“What do you mean ‘am I okay?’ you’re the one that got hit in the back of the head” I laugh at his comment.
“Yeah I guess that sounds pretty stupid but i’m fine, I barely felt it!” He smiled
“Thats good” He both kind of awkwardly stare at each other for a few minutes.
“I’m sorry but who are you?” I say he jolts back to life and has a cheesy grin on his face.
“Of course! i’m sorry, i’m Austin” he says one hand to his heart the other extended out for me to shake, which I do.

Notes

Hey.... I'm sorry for taking forever, i'm on holidays soooooo

Hope you guys enjoyed! I have decided to include Austin Carlile! yay!
hope you guys have a good day and enjoy this chapter

Bye xxx