The first few chapters are old so don't be surprised if there bad

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Tyler POV

I gasp in pain as Aden drives his foot into my already bruised chest.

"A-Aden ple-nhg please s-stop." I plea as he begins to violently punch me in the face.

"This is what you get for being a fag." Aden said, picking me off the ground by the collar of my shirt. I can feel his breath on my face, which makes me cringe.

"What? You don't like this? Maybe you would like it better on the ground!" He says dropping me. I fade in and out of consciousness due to the force of my head hitting the ground. I open my eyes to see that someone had shaken me awake. He face was slightly familiar, where have I seen him before? I think it was school? I think to myself.

"Hey, dude? Are you okay?" I try to sit up, but when I do the boy pushes me back down.

"What time is it?" I say closing my eyes again.

"7:45"

"Shit! I need to get home, my mom will be pissed!" My eyes snap open as I try to get up. I fall to the ground and a yelp of pain escapes my lips. Suddenly I am being lifted of the ground.

"What the hell are you doing?! I don't even know you!" I yelled, trying to get free, but I am just to tired.

"I'm Josh. And we're not strangers, we are science partners for god sake!"

"Oh. . ." I say relaxing a bit. Ware do you live,? you're going home." He paused for a second. "Ya know what? It's late and you said your mom would be pissed, so you're coming with me."

"What?! Hell no! I barely know you!" I say struggling again.

"Well, too bad. You'll have to get stitched up at my house." He says smiling. He carries me to his house, which is only a block away.

"Mom, I'm home!" He shouts, walking in. He carries me up a set of stairs and into his bedroom. He sets me on the bed so that my legs are hanging off the edge. He walks over to his desk and pulls out a first aid kit. He turns around and looks down at me, which for some reason makes me feel extremely venerable, and I start to blush.

"Take off your shirt." He says now standing right in front of me.

"W-what?" I said my face turning a bright red.

"I can't patch you up through your shirt." He says with a fed up tone.

"Uh-oh." I grab the hem of my shirt and look up at Josh.

"Can you turn around?" I say biting my lip nervously. He scoffs and turns on his heel. I start to take off my shirt. Once I have gotten the shirt over my head, I realize that Josh has been watching the whole time through the only mirror in the room. When he realizes that he had been caught, his facial expression changes from curious to 'deer caught in headlights.'

"You can turn around now. Not like it makes a difference." I say and he turns around his cheeks turning a fiery red.

"Wow. . . Who did this to you? This is the worst I've seen." He says getting on his knees and puts his hands on ether side of me on the bed to get a better look.

"His name is Aden." I reply as I look down at him.

"That little fucker! This isn't the first time he's done this." Suddenly he touches one of the cuts Aden inflicted on me and I shove his hand away.

"Oh sorry! I probably should have warned you." He said apologetically. I move my hand and relax.

"It's okAY!" Before I could finish my sentence, he touched the cut again. This time I just clenched my fixed around his bed sheets. He got out a cotton swab, disinfectant and a giant bandaid.

"This will definitely hurt, a lot." He said drenching the cotton swab in disinfectant. I watch closely as he dabs the cotton swab on my cut.

It didn't hurt at first, but after a few seconds it began to sting. After that he slaps on the bandaid, he literally slaps it on. When he does I fall back onto the bed and curl up into a ball. Eventually, I sit back up and he repeats the proses minus the slapping.

"Okay you can put you shirt back on."

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