Chapter 1

                                    

                                          
(Deadlox's P.O.V) 
"Get the fuck up you fag! Your gonna miss school!" My dad kicked me in my side. I quickly sat up and groaned. I would have yelled at him but if I talk around him I'll get another beating. I got up from my small mattress that sits on the floor. I went to the bathroom and checked my sloppy hair. I quickly rinsed my face and hair and dried it. I brushed my teeth with the piece of shit toothbrush that I'm pretty sure my dad wipes his ass with. I flipped my hair out of my face but it only fell back into place. 'Such a ugly emo fag' I thought to myself. I rushed downstairs quietly and slipped on my backpack. I ran out the door before my dad could beat me again. I ran knowing the bus would be here soon. I finally got to my stop and sat by a near tree. I slipped my precious green and black headphones out of my bag and put them on. I plugged them into my iPod I bought myself and played my music. Soon the bus came and I got on. All the people moved to the outside of there seats so I wouldn't sit with them. 'Another regular day' I thought to myself again.
                          
The bus finally stopped and I got off without falling on my face. 
"Hey look, it's the gay emo kid," some kid yelled. I ignored them and put on my headphones. I walked into school and went to my locker.I kept my headphones on and out all I stuff I didn't need away. I sighed and went to first hour...
                          
(Timeskip To Lunch)
                          
I sat outside in my tree. At our school if it's nice enough out we get to eat outside, so whenever we eat outside I run to this tree and hide from all the bullies. I listened to the song be my escape. The song reminded me of my mother. She would always protect me from my dad but she left. By left I mean died. She got extremely sick from cancer and she died after a few months of suffering. I pushed back the tears from thinking about her. My dad beat me before my mother and it got even worse after. I've been bullied all my life even I wonder why I'm still alive. When people say you get voices in your head there wrong. It's your own voice. You been called these horrid names for so long you start to believe it yourself. It leads to depression and cutting and eventually suicide but I've been strong. I have cut myself many times before but never the thought of suicide has crossed my mind. If you haven't heard all the rumors yet about me being gay, well it's false. I prefer the term bisexual. I really don't talk much to people unless it's to leave me alone. I made few friends before but they all go away. I wish I could make a friend that would actually stay with me but we all know it will never happen. In all honesty I feel no emotion other than rejection and depression. If people would give me a chance I could have friends but all the fucking assholes at the school push them all away. I give up. I'm done with trying. Probably the only good thing I have is that I'm a straight A student. 
                          
I was so lost in my thoughts I didn't even hear the bell ring. I had tears rolling down my face but my hair covered it up. 
"Hey, who are you," some kid at the bottom of the tree asked. He was wearing blue skinnys and red converse. He had curly brown hair with a stubble and may I say he was beautiful.
"I'm Ty, or deadlox. Who are you and why aren't you in school?" I jumped from the tree.
"I'm sky but my real names Adam. I'm new starting tomorrow and I was checking out the school," he said checking me out. (Not in that way like checking to see what he looked like)
"Oh cool, well I'm pretty sure school just ended so I better get home." I said walking off.
"Wait!" He yelled I stopped and turned. "Wanna be friends?" He asked hopfully.
"Yeah sure whatever." I said. 'At least the school year will be over soon then I get to graduate' I reminded myself. 
"Can I walk home with you?" 
"Don't care but you can't come over," I said remembering my dad. He smiled at me and followed. We had mini conversations but mostly silence. I didn't mind it I actually enjoyed it. We finally got to his house and I said goodbye. Wait... He's my fucking neighbor. Well this is fucking great... Note the sarcasm...I walked to my house hoping he wouldn't notice. I got in and closed the door quietly.
"TYLER FUCKING LOX WHERE WERE YOU!!" My dad screamed getting up from the couch. He had beers surrounding him.
"I h-had t-to stay a-after" I said shaking in fear. He obviously didn't buy my excuse cause he hit me with his beer bottle. I fell to the ground hissing in pain. Blood started seeping out of my head from the glass shards. 
"Get up!" I slowly got up ignoring the glass pieces in my hands. "Time for punishment" he said grabbing me by my hair and taking me to the bedroom. There I again got raped by my father. 'Just another regular day' I thought as I drifted off to darkness.