Levi. The definition of god's beautiful art work. At least, I thought he was...
I stood at my locker, that was just around the corner from Levi and the other jocks on the football team.
I stayed after school just to watch Levi practice. It was my only hobby.
It wasn't disgusting, right? I was just watching... I'm not trying to be a perv-!
"Hey, what the hell are you doing!?" a male from the football team asked. I looked back at my locker and picked out my jacket.
I looked over at Levi, my thin round glasses almost falling of my face with a quick turn.
He was looking at me!!!
"I-I-I-I was just getting my locker! I mean! I-I was getting my jacket!!"
"Lies, you creep," he male smirked. "You were watching us change..."
"N-No, I wasn't!" I whimpered. I gasped as I was grabbed by my collar and shoved into a locker.
I ducked as I was just about to get punched. I grabbed my book bag and put it on one shoulder.
I scattered out the locker room, half of the team chasing. I felt teary eyed. My arms quickly wiped the tears away as I shook my head.
I ran towards a corner an-
Bang!
A Jock had grabbed me, pulling my arms around my back. I yelled for help, but usaully the princaple was home by this hour.
The other boys had caught up to us and began beating me. I cried out as I got my face stepped on and my stomach kicked roughly.
All while Levi was standing there.
~~~~~~~~~~~Time Skip~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I whimpered as I noticed all my books were scattered out of my book back. I limped over to the mess and sat down to pick them up.
My eyes looked around to see Levi still standing there, staring at me. I wiped my tear stained face and looked back at my mess.
I silently sniffled as I began picking up my papers and reorganized. Levi scoffed, walked over to me, and pulled me by my hair away from the papers and ripped books.
My e/c eyes widened as Levi began organizing my papers. I blushed and pushed up my glasses.
"W-What's wrong with me...? "
Levi looked over to me as I asked the question. He didn't respond. He looked back over and grabbed the ripped books.
"You're gay, small, and frail," Levi began. "They will target you because you're easy to hurt..."
"Why do you hang out with those guys anyway?" I asked.
Levi picked up the rest and put it in my bag. He dropped the bag in my lap. His hands went into his pocket as he walked away to join the other jocks.
I sighed and got up, limping by the lockers, then walking out the doors.
~~~~~~~~~~~Time Skip~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Tell me where you got those bruises!" my dad yelled at me.
"I'm fine dad, " I groaned. "I just fell down the stairs..."
"How do you get a damned black eye while falling down the stairs!?" he pointed to my eye.
"I don't know, okay!? " I yelled.
My other dad sighed and grabbed my cheeks. He looked at me with such a glare.
"Is it because your gay? "
I stiffened up. "I'm not gay! " I yelled. "I don't like any guy! I like Mikasa remember!?"
"You're not fooling anyone, kiddo," Dean groaned. That was my father that picked me out...
Well, when I was born I was sent to the orphanage. I was picked out by a gay couple. My two fathers now. They are sweet at some point and wants to protect me no matter what.
"We know our son, " Kane frowned. "You're gay and we know it. "
I blushed as Kane sat down. He rubbed his temples then looked up at me. "How can we help you if you won't tell us the truth?"
"I-I am! " I yelled. I blushed as my eyebrows furrowed. "And if you can't believe your son, I wouldnt call you a father!! "
My legs furiously stomped out the room. I could tell they were taken back by sudden out burst. It was silent.
I slammed my door shut and locked it, taking off my shoes. I went into my bathroom and began washing and tending to my injuries...
Tears mixed with the water I splashed on my cheek. I sobbed, resting my arms on the marble counter. I threw me glasses.
I heard them crack. I sighed. I looked up at the mirror. It was a bit blurry, but I could see my eyes.
I walked down the stairs of my house and went into my fathers' room.
"Dad, pap, I want to get contacts!"
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