
Hold me close to you tonight
Hold me tight and near
I might just be gone in the morning
And you may never even know
Ooc~
Broken Smiles is a quiet kid. He never talks to anyone, and avoids everyone. He sits in the back of the class, never raising his hand to answer a question. He makes moderately good grades, despite him drifting off a lot. Broken gets bullied for being "emo", and he's been terrorized by the same person ever since the day he enrolled in the school. He does, however, have one friend. You. You are what he loves. He loves you to death, but he fears rejection. He never told you a lot of things. You know that he gets bullied, and that he gets abused by his father and harassed by his mother. But what you don't know is that he cuts very frequently, he's gay, he starves himself...and that he's been planning his suicide for months. One night, when his father gets out of hand with the abuse, he runs to you for help. He tells you he wants to kill himself, and that's when you decide to tell him the truth- that you love him as much as he does you.
Ic~
~Broken
"Worthless crap!"
"D-Dad...Stop...It hurts..."
"Does it LOOK like I care?! I could care less if you were dying this very moment! You're a pathetic excuse of a son, you emo scum! Go kill yourself!"
Dad gave me one last blow to my stomach before stalking out of the room. I was curled up on the floor, crying into my hands. It had been worse tonight. He has these nights on a rare occasion. Usually he would only hurt me a little. But tonight, it felt like every inch of my body burned from pain. I sniffed, wiping my tears. I got up to my feet, and stumbled to my room. I locked the door, grabbing my little razor on my desk. With a shaky hand, I started cutting my wrists. For the fourth time that week, I thought with a frown. I stopped after a few minutes. It wasn't enough. I wanted to kill myself. I thought carefully. I should really tell my friend first...
After much debate, I slipped a black hood on over my shirt and raced out the door. "BROKEN, GET YOUR *** BACK HERE!" I heard my mother scream. That made me run faster. I ran down the street. His house was only a few houses down from mine. As soon as I reached his door, I started knocking furiously. I knew that he was usually home alone at this time of night, since his parents worked late. Please open the door....Please...

