Saviour

Alex awoke with sharp pains shooting through his body, nearly screaming when he tried to move to get out of bed. He turned on his lamp by his bed, seeing that there was blood covering his wrists, his thighs and his stomach, bruises marking his skin from where his dad had hit him earlier that night. He winced in pain again as he stood up, making his way to the bathroom, turning on the light and running the water. He placed his wrists under the cold water, watching it turn pink with his blood. He grabbed a rag, wet it and ran it slowly over his stomach and thighs, wiping away the blood. The words pathetic and worthless standing out on his skin, reminding him of what he truly is.
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There was a pounding on Alex's bedroom door a few hours later. It was his dad.

"Alex! Get the fuck up! You're gonna be late to school!" Peter said, slamming his fist once more on the wood, the vibrations nearly knocking down a picture on Alex's wall.

Alex scurried out of his bed, careful not to irritate his cuts and began searching for clothes. He found a pair of black skinny jeans that would efficiently cover the bandages that were wrapped around his thighs and stomach and, just incase, if his cuts reopened, no one would see the blood.

He pulled on a Blink-182 long sleeved shirt that covered the bandages on his wrist, along with a light jacket so that they were covered sufficiently. He pulled the hood up on it and grabbed his backpack that laid in the corner by his guitar case, grabbing that as well, seeing as he now had guitar class. He wasn't complaining, he thoroughly enjoyed his class, he had some friends in there, not many, but a few.

He scurried from his bedroom, trying to avoid his father and mother, running down the stairs and nearly tripping over his own feet as he ran to the front door, throwing it open and closing it with a slam. He'd pay for that later. He knew he would. But right now, he didn't care.
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"What's up Gaskarth?" Rian called as Alex walked into school.

"Not much." The blonde mumbled, walking past Rian and to his locker, opening it and throwing his backpack in it, only grabbing his music book and guitar since his first period was Guitar and second was Music Theory.

Rian looked at him with a curious look. "You look like you fought in the war man. What happened last night?"

Alex shuffled his feet nervously, avoiding his friends gaze. "N-nothing. I-I have to go. Class starts soon."

He moved past Rian and ran straight into the schools biggest bully. Ronnie.

Shit.

This morning was so not starting good.

"Well, well, well. Look what we have here! It's the school faggot. You going to go suck your boyfriends dick, Gayskarth?" Ronnie taunted, eyes raking over Alex's small body.

"I-I don't have a boyfriend." Alex whispered.

"And why's that? Is it because you're so ugly? Or is it because no one wants to date a fag like you? Answer me Gaskarth."

"Leave him alone Ronnie. What'd he ever do to you?" Rian said, standing beside Alex. Rian was taller than Ronnie but the bully was the captain of the football team so Alex knew he was stronger.

"The fucking fag was born." Ronnie spat, turning to his friends who were laughing and high fiving Ronnie.

"You okay?" Rian asked, placing a comforting hand on Alex's shoulder.

"Yeah. Nothing I don't deal with everyday."

"You shouldn't have to deal with idiots like those. Come on let's get to class."
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"Alright everyone listen up! I want you guys pairing up with someone for this next project! You will have to write your own song and perform it in front of the entire class, points will be deducted if you copy a song." His Guitar teacher, Mr. Bingham, said.

Alex was in the back of the room, Jack, his best friend, sat beside him and he knew instantly that they'd be partners. He and Jack had practically grown up together. They were the definition of best friends. They spent the night at each others houses (more often than not, it was at Jacks), they hung out and played guitar. Hell, he, Jack, Rian and Zach were all planning on becoming a band one day, moving to California and making it big. It was a dream in the making.

So, when Jack looked at him and smiled, he knew he'd be stuck with his idiot best friend for this project.

"We doing this?" Jack asked, throwing an arm over Alex's shoulder. They were close, as best friends should be, Jack knew about Alex's sexuality and he was okay with it. He didn't tease him about it, or ask him questions about it either. Jack was bi, Alex knew that much, but the younger had never really described what he liked. So, Alex never asked.

"Why not?" Alex shrugged, smiling a little. He had to admit, his best friend was pretty attractive. His smile, his eyes, the way he poked his tongue out in concentration, his crazy skunk hair, everything about him just attracted Alex. The elder couldn't help it.

"So what song did you have in mind for this project, Lex?" Jack asked after their teacher finished writing down the names of partners.

"Umm, I was thinking about doing either doing Walls or Therapy. That okay with you?"

Jack nodded, writing down both song names on a sheet of paper. "Yeah, I know most of the chords for Walls but Therapy is new. When'd you write that?"

"I've had it for a while actually just never showed it to you." Alex shrugged.

"Well, I'm sure it's great." Jack smiled reassuringly at Alex, making his stomach erupt in butterflies.

This project was going to be interesting...

Notes

Chapter title cred to: Therapy- All Time Low
so this is the first chapter of my new fic! Tell me what you guys think!! I love comments c: it will updated (hopefully) every Saturday or when ever I have time
I've had this story in my head for a while now and I can't wait to get farther into it c:
I hope you liked the first chapter and I should have the second one up later this week <33
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