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Ander

I don't even know why I bother setting an alarm. I have no desire to go to school at all. Maybe forever. Still, I don't silence it. I raise my head and grab my phone. It wasn't my alarm clock, but rather my ringtone.Why the heck would anyone be calling me by 7 am? I check caller ID. It's Magnus. This is the first time he's calling me. "Why the heck are you even horny by 7 am? Go masturbate and call it a day."As usual, there's no form of amusement in his voice. "Do you know what the time is? It's nowhere near 7 am."I do check the time and I'm speechless for a few seconds. It's not 7 am. It's 3.30 pm. I drank so much I passed out. "Oh. So what's up? Your hole is gaping in anticipation isn't it?"No matter how many nasty and unhinged things I say, this man here isn't affected in anyway. I'm sure he's marking scripts or something insanely boring. "Don't come to the house. Come to school." I drag myself out of the bed. I contemplate dressing and going, but I reek. I run a bath as opp

Vicky

The dorm is definitely breathable again. Actually, I wake up that morning because someone keeps poking me. It's Jesse. He smiles at me, but it's not as warm as it used to be. But honestly, it's better than nothing. He hands me a breakfast sandwich and leaves the dorm wordlessly. I'm munching on the sandwich on my way to school. They say eating and walking is a bad habit, but it's my fault for not waking up early enough to feed myself. "Hey hunny." Aubrey spots me before I spot her and hollers at me. Sometimes, she can be so embarrassing. I walk to her under one of the umbrellas and she hands me a slushie. Perfect thing to help digest everything. "What are you doing?" I ask as I get comfortable on the chairs. I feel this is the best thing our school good ever gave us. Granted they also give us stress and murderous thoughts. "Getting my term paper done.""What term paper? The one were to submit in like a million years from now. You have all the time in the world so what's the hurry

Vicky

I'd much rather be asleep right now, but the sun is shining directly in my face. That and this massive migraine that won't let me think. I get up from my bed, but tip over the ever growing pile of empty alcohol bottles.The time is 11 a.m when I check it. It's a Saturday and I have absolutely no idea where I'm to go. Magnus and Johnny went for a stupid couples retreat and won't be back till tomorrow. I sigh, as I head to the kitchen. My breakfast is the same it's been for a few days now. An insane amount of sugar called cereal, soaked in whiskey. It's not healthy, but I've gotten used to it. My phone rings and the speed I use to grab it makes me loose balance. It's a waste though because it was just a spam call. Vicky was the only person that made me bother looking at my phone, but now, even he's not texting.I finish breakfast, I added a banana for nutrition and take a very cold shower. If the temperature could get any lower, I'd be happy. I take ages in the shower, but it's useless

Archer

I open my eyes, and for a few seconds, I think it's all been a nightmare. I adjust my vision and sigh. The reason the cell is quiet is because everyone has already left for breakfast. I sigh a million times from my cell to the cafeteria. The food as usual tastes like shit, but it's either I die from salmonella or starvation. I take food in little portions, grateful for the bread provided. "Hey new kid. Come sit with us." The red head is pointing to his legs. I try to ignore him, but someone grabs my arm. And my tray falls to the ground. I'm not weak, but these guys are fucking strong. "Are you retarded? Didn't you hear Juano call you?"I let myself be led to where the so called Juano is. Just my luck, that the leader of one of the biggest gangs in prison has his eyes on me. I'm obviously not homophobic, but yuck. Juano spreads his legs even wider and stares at me. The noise in the cafeteria quiets. Everyone is staring at me. Waiting to see my reaction. I don't know what to do, but

Vicky

Waking up has never felt so pleasing. Knowing that there's no drama, and there's probably something prepared by your extremely romantic boyfriend waiting for you is enough to make you wake up everyday. As predicted, Magnus has made me yet another heart shaped sandwich. It's sweet and everything, but not to be a bitch, but he's practically love bombing me. Buying me things, sending me cute messages and stuff like that. Owen says the reason it makes me uncomfortable is because I'm used to the kind of love Ander offers. Barely there and having me scrape for emotions. I mean it's technically true, but he didn't have to call me out like that. "Thanks for the sandwiches. They're cute."He kisses me -I can taste the coffee on his lips- and heads out the door. I smile, but I'm not smitten. "You're making me sick." I turn to Kyle equally dressed for school. I smile, hoping at least there's a blush on my face."It's because you keep pining for love you're never going to get," Gideon says. K

Vicky

I wake up with my face sore. I can barely yawn let alone speak. Checking the mirror, my cheek's twice it's original size. It's purple, almost black and I'm so upset at Ander. "Holy shit. Don't you think you're going to need something for that?." Magnus comes to me and hugs me from behind. I decide to let myself relax in his embrace. There's nobody I'm saving my emotions for anyways. "Maybe some cream, I don't know. Do you have something?" Saying those many words at once makes my head throb. Magnus notices and kisses my head. "Don't strain yourself. I'll get something for the pain and the swelling okay?" Another kiss on the head and he leaves. I pick my phone up from my bed to check my messages. There are texts from Owen, random people who I give my handle to because I'm a nice person, and the group chat. That one is the last I open because all they talk about these days is my undying love for Magnus. I giggle at the thought of it though. For now, it's a work in progress."Magnus a

Ander

I don't want to get up, i prefer the ground. My lip and the gravel having no difference. I can feel my clothes soaking the blood from my bruised face and that fucker's knuckles. It's supposed to hurt, but I'm most definitely numb. Physically and emotionally.I knew coming here was a bad idea. But I couldn't help it. I just needed to see Vicky. Wether he looked at me with disgust or not, I needed to lay my eyes on him. Let the aching orbs kiss his freckles.I'm taking shallow breaths when I feel something hard hit me. Maybe it's Magnus coming in for a round 2. Well, it isn't. "Stop the bleeding at least. You're going to loose blood at this rate." I expect Jesse to walk away, but he just stands there staring at me. I muster every possible bit of energy in my body to sit. Like muscle memory, he stretches out to help me but stops midway. I lean on the half wall, staring at my blood. "Awn. Does Jesse care about me now?" I snort.He scoffs and snatches the box from my hands. "I'm sorry.

Ander

My throat is so dry it feels like it'll burn open. There's sunlight directly in my eye, so I know I'm not in my house. My curtains are drawn all the damn time. I turn my head and realize there's someone else laying on the bed with me. He's either sleeping or dead. I really hope for the former. I get up from the bed completely, following this intense urge to drink water. There's a bottle on the side stool, but because I don't trust it for shit, I make way into the kitchen and get from the tap. "You could've just checked the fridge." I turn to see the twinkiest twink known to man. And to think I thought Vicky was as feminine as they came. "This isn't my house. How the fuck did I even get here."I don't realize I'm naked till this guy is staring down at me. Not only am I butt naked, but there are so many hickeys on me, it could be a map. "It's Gerald's party. You looked pretty rough when he brought you back last night. I was worried, but once you sobered up a little, you were so much

Archer

A LITTLE OVER 2 YEARS AGO.I'm on the basketball court. The only place that makes me feel like I'm truly alive. I bounce the ball, running around and dribbling my mates. Honestly, I could live here. Our arms are tired, so we lay to rest."You coming to the party later? There's gonna be a lot of fun people there. Hot girls even. You've been talking about having a girlfriend for a while now."Honestly, I don't mind going to party with Carson and the rest right now. I know the mess my home is in right now, and I'm not ready for it. I shoot a text to Angie, she'll be the only one worried enough to care anyways. "Okay, I'm down. I'm gonna take a shower and change so text me the address."My phone brightens up alerting me about a message. It's from Andrez. I've received so many of these and as much as they're entertaining, they're annoying. He's asking me if I'm at home. I tell him yes. He'll probably hang out with Angie or run into Ander. The locker room isn't the best place to style mys

Archer

A LITTLE OVER 2 YEARS AGO Dad is getting impatient on the other side of the line. I don't know how I'm supposed to tell him. "Archer. Where are you? What happened to your sister?""She's," I say almost inaudible. "Angie is in the hospital. "I don't get to say more because he hangs the phone on me. I call mom, but she doesn't pick the 3 times try. I'm staring at the ground when someone taps my shoulder lightly. "Are you going to see her before we take her to the morgue?" "Wait. My family is coming. Give me a few minutes."I call Ander, low-key not even knowing why. To my greatest surprise, he picks up. "Why is your boy crying? What the fuck happened?""Come to the hospital, I'll explain everything. Bring him along. Where's Mom?""I don't know. Where's Angie? Is she also coming to the hospital?"I clear my throat. "Just come. I'm in the first lobby." I'm tempted to go see Angie. I don't though. I stand there patiently waiting. I'll break down if I see her. See what I caused. The f

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