Alex
( a little bit earlier )


How am I supposed to focus on school work when I have a beautiful and sexy boyfriend to think about? Seriously, I haven’t been more distracted in school before. I can’t imagine how bad I would do in class if Jack was here with me, I would just stare at him the entire time.

I really wish we got to spend more time together, we only have alone time the occasional day that my parents let me go over to his house.
They still don’t suspect a thing, I don’t know if it’s because I’m good at hiding it, or if they just don’t pay any attention to me at all. It’s probably a little of both.

I walked out of the class and to my locker to return books there, and get my stuff for music. The best class of the day. I wonder if Jack and I will have a class together next semester after music is done, we should apply for the same electives.

“Hey you!” I heard a brawny voice shout, I turned around confused to see who was interrupting my very important thoughts, and was now slamming me into a locker.

A tall, muscular guy with red slicked back hair had a fist in the collar of my shirt, pinning me hard up against the locker. He was putting a lot of pressure on my neck from squeezing my shirt, and had one fist up as if he was going to punch me in the face.
Who the hell is this guy? Why does he want to beat the shit out of me?

“You’re the little shit that’s dating Jack Barakat, aren’t you?” he seethed, glaring at me with furious brown eyes.

I was way too shocked and scared to answer him, how does this guy know Jack? I had too many questions to think straight. What is going on?

“Fucking answer me when I’m talking to you, buttfucker” he growled. What the hell, who says buttfucker?
He slammed my back against the locker one more time, making my head hit the hard metal surface. I gasped from the pain, it’s been a while since I got beat up like this, the last time was back in England.

“Y-yeah, u-uh who are y-you?” I stuttered.

“I used to be with Jack, until he broke it off with me because he said he’s in a ‘relationship’. You ruined everything, you stole him from me!!!”
The next thing I knew, a fist collided with my face, making me slouch over in agony. He kneed me in the gut, I fell on the ground to be kicked repeatedly in the stomach. I let out a cry of pain, curling into a fetal position to try to protect myself.

“Pussy, acting all innocent. Fight back, assface!!!” the red head taunted, I couldn’t move.
I coughed, and could taste the blood rising from my throat and into my mouth.
That can’t be good. When the bully realized how I couldn’t respond I was in so much pain, he looked around to make sure there were no teachers, and left.

It took everything I had to get up, my face already felt swollen, and I knew I had some sort of gash on my stomach, because there was blood soaking through my shirt.

I limped to the bathroom, trying to go as quickly as possible so nobody could see the tears rolling down my cheeks. I could see the sign that said boy’s bathroom in the distance, but on the way I made eye contact with Hayley.
Shit.
Her eyes widened, but before she could run over to me, I disappeared into the bathroom, my mouth opened in a sob. It was never that bad in England, I thought that this school would be different. I finally got a best friend, and a boyfriend, but because of Jack I had a open wound on my abdomen.

Tears came down like waterfalls as I stared in the mirror at my swollen cheek, and black and blue bruised eye. I lifted my shirt, cleaned off all the blood, put on a hoodie that was in my backpack, and sat on the ground and tried to take deep breathes to calm myself down. I can’t have a panic attack here, not right now.
I can just stay here during last period, then go home and react to everything that just happened to me there.



The second the bell rang, I got up, and looked in the mirror at my hideous face. It was still very red and puffy from all the crying, that just added to my demolished appearance.

I lifted the hood over my head, if I wore it at a certain angle it hid my black eye, and just showed my other dark and swollen eye. Great, perfect solution…

I walked out, and hurried to the door. Absolutely every step I took felt like a knife in my stomach, I need to get home and take painkillers for these because I don’t know how else I am going to make it through the rest of the day.

I was almost home free, until I heard his voice.


“Alex!”

Notes

okay, first of all, i know bruises don't form that fast, it's just for the sake of the story
AND OMG ALEX GOT BEAT UP FUCK
MY LITTLE BABY
im sorry he had to get the shit beaten out of him, but it's for the sake of the story

im also sorry for yet another cliff hanger lol, at least you know what happened to him but you don't know how jacks gonna react and stuff :P
next chapter!!!

btw, i'm writing a new story called Don't You Go, i'm really excited for it :D
you should read it because it'll be updated almost as frequently as this one
but don't worry, this story is still my baby, it's my favorite for sure


sorry again for, all this drama
its okay, everyones gonna be okay, im gonna be okay
wait
no im not


Title Credit- Dont You Go