I sat on the bathroom floor watching the blood trickle down my thighs. I hated it here I didn't want to move. Mom thought it would be better since I would be closer to therapy, but I really didn't want to move.

I already hated ares my life at my old home and knew moving wasn't going to make things any better. "Franklin! Come down here we have guests!" My mom yelled from downstairs.

I quickly wiped my thigh and put a dressing on over my new cuts before leaving the bathroom. "Who the fuck would visit us?" I questioned as I walked down the stairs.

"Franklin! Watch your language you know I hate it when you swear!" My mom snapped.

As I got closer to the bottom of the stairs I saw a man and a woman along with two boys. "Frank this is mr. & mrs. Way, and their to sons mikey and gerard. They live next door." My moms said while smiling at me. I could tell she was hoping that I'd become friends with them.

"Hi." I said and began to walk away to go back upstairs but my mom stopped me. "Frank these our our guests!" She said harshly, but I knew she was trying to hide how mad she was getting with me. "Why don't you show mikey and gerard your room?"

I turned and looked at the boys then back at my mom. "Fine." I waved at te boys telling them to follow me which they did and lead them to my room.

It was all black and had band posters everywhere. "Whoa this is awesome!" The kid named mikey blurted out.

"Mikes." The other boy gerard glared at him basically telling him to shut up.

"Come one gee don't be a dick he's new." The obviously younger brother stated.

"I don't care he looks like an emo faggot to me." The black haired boy sneered at me.

"You can fucking leave y'know I don't exactly wanna be here with you either." I said with nothing but hate in my voice.

"Fine lets go mikey." the way he acted with his brother it was obvious that gerard was in charge and that mikey would do whatever he was told.
"Gee come on! Mom and dad aren't gonna leave yet why don't you at least try and talk to him?" He asked but sounded unsure and nervous.

"I'm good."
"Fine then I'll talk to him!" Mikey said firmly.
"so frank where are you gonna go to school?" He asked and gave me a forced smile obviously I was making him nervous by not talking and staring.

"Belleville high."