" Hey wait up" I heard someone yell but I didn't bother to look until I saw that red jacket beside me and I knew who it was.

" Why are you here" I said which came out a bit meaner then I meant but I wanted to be left alone " Well I know you walk home alone and I wanted to walk you".

He wants to fucking walk me home wow this kid defiantly is stupid.

" Sorry but I don't want to ruin your reputation" I said and he grabbed my hand.

What is with people and fucking touching me!

" I don't care about my reputation" he said still not letting go and I just grew tense " So what am I like a bet or something to see who can fuck with me first!" I yelled because im starting to get mad.

" No why would you say that" he sounded hurt but I didn't care " Then what were you going to say earlier, that you wanted to be the one to get to me first so you could start rumors about me!?" and he just squeezed my hand harder but not enough to hurt.

What's with this guy if he knew the truth he wouldn't even look at me, WAIT MY SCAR!

I quickly turned my face away and covered it until he grabbed my hands pulling them away and making me look at him " No I would never I just... I wanted to talk to you but I was to nervous because you looked like you wanted to be left alone and I didn't want to upset you" he said and I grew more angry at the fact he was staring fully at my face.

" What friends with a faggot or freak like me yeah right fucking look at me" he held my face firmly after I said that " YOU are NOT any of that and all I see is a normal person like everyone else".

Like everyone else! So what im just another fucking person he wants to 'befriend' so he's more popular!

" I have a fucking scar on my face ! I almost fucking kissed Cry and I wasn't grossed out so why don't you leave me alone" I spat at him and turned to walk away but he grabbed my arm and I yanked it away.

Fuck I just really fucked up!!!

I turned and grabbed my wrist because I felt the cuts I made this morning rip open.

" Did I..." his eyes widened when he saw the blood coming through my fingers but I just took off running trying to get far away because I heard him running behind me.

Great he's going to call someone or make fun of me because im a fuck up!

I tripped and fell on my hands and knees with tears pouring out of my eyes " Are you ok" he asked crouching beside me and putting a hand on my shoulder.

" Just fucking leave and spread the damn rumors about me already so I can go the fuck home" I was having trouble breathing but he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me into his chest " Im not going to do that I actually want to be your friend".

YEAH FUCKING RIGHT!

" Yeah what so you have more 'friends' to slave for you" I said and he held me tighter " No would you stop and listen to me" his voice cracked and I saw he was crying " Im not going to use you or spread anything about you I li..." he cut himself off.

You what!?

I pulled away and saw the tears in his eyes as he grabbed my arm pulling my sleeve up exposing my old cuts and my fresh ones that the blood was coming from.

" Why" he whispered sounding more upset then me, he grabbed his bandana out of his back pocket and wrapped my arm " Why" he said louder looking at me.

" Because your friend said it all im just a fre.." he covered my mouth before I could finish " YOU AREN'T" he said louder as he took his jacket off and handed it to me but I raised a brow.

" Take it and I can wash yours for you" I shook my head and tried to walk home but he followed me.

He's not going to leave me alone is he, just fucking great.