Football boy

"I'm not going."

"The fuck you aren't." I can't go back yet i think to myself, i just can't, not with all that's happening and what just happened.

"I just need a couple days." I say trying to fight back tears. My father turns to me, but when he looks at me i shy away. It looks as though he's about to hit me, he's never been this way.

"You're going back to school DAMNIT." i choke on my words as i begin to tear up but before i can say anything my dad grabs my shirt and flings me off the couch "Go to your room and get dressed!" i ran to my room with a million things running through my head, hes never acted this way, things have never been this bad, doesn't he know i'm in pain too? I throw on a sweatshirt put on deodorant and jeans and stumble back through the door.

My dad is now in the foyer pacing, he still has his dress clothes on from last night. He hears me coming and looks at me with such anger in his eyes, i can't look back at him so i walk past him and pick up my backpack but as i'm opening the door i hear my dad yell "YOU KNOW IF YOU WEREN'T HERE SHE'D STILL BE ALIVE" I burst into tears as i throw myself out the door and quickly shut it behind me, running down the steps onto the sidewalk where i immediately put my hood up and put in some headphones.

I needed a song to calm myself down so i quickly put on Wanted by Hunter Hayes. As i listen i just cry more, for a second i become worried someone might see me crying but i look around and there's no one to be seen and i have a 10 minute walk to school to get all my tears out. I put my phone in my pocket and i walk, and i listen.

My name is Jake. Let's say there's absolutely nothing special about me and to be honest no one has EVER told me otherwise. I go to high school, i never talk to anyone. I'm short for my age but the doctor has always said im "average" height, even though everyone in my grade is taller than me. I figured out i was gay a long time ago, no one even knows except my family, because no one has ever asked.

Honestly i could disappear from every one of my classes and no one but the attendance sheet would notice. I do not date athletes. Actually to be completely honest i would be valedictorian if i didn't continuously purposefully falsify a few of my answers on major tests just because i don't want the attention. My only dream is to get through high school, get through college, get a job to support myself and find someone who actually likes me, and is interested in being with me.

More than anything i just want someone to hold me in their arms and make me feel safe. Oh and i almost forgot, i have relatively short blonde hair that naturally sticks up a bit, every once in a while someone tells me i look like a blonde Jack Frost from Rise of the Guardians, and i think i would agree.

Now that i'm almost to school my hood has begin to fall off so my face is exposed, i quickly wipe under my cheeks to get rid of the last of the tears to leave my eyes but as i do so a dark red car with tinted window passes me on the road and stops in the middle of the lane about 15 feet ahead of me, I've wiped the tears away but i can tell my eyes are still blotchy so i keep walking. As i walk past the red car i can tell the person inside is staring at me but i can't see them because of how dark the windows are so i look forward but as i get right next to the car i begin to get angry, why have they stopped to stare at me and for all this time?

So i glance the most terrible look i can in the direction of the car window and i could tell i looked right into the person's eyes because i heard the car shift gear and they drove away. So i kept walking, and as i rounded the corner i could see the school, and i think "My dad still loves me, he's just hurt like i am, but i guess today shows which one of us has the most patience."