Frank sobbed loudly into his pillow, he tried to keep quite but his breathing with quick and sharp as if he was being choked and although he cried for the moment he knew all to well that it wouldn't help. As he pulled his face away from the pillow and sat up on the bed he crawled backwards until his back hit the bed's headboard. He knew they wouldn't hurt him but he always felt uneasy around them. It was their fault that he had no friends, no one wanted to be friends with the crazy boy.
Frank lifted his hand and wiped the black tears which rolled down his face, smudging his eye liner across his cheeks as he did. He lifted his head slowly out of his hands and looked down towards to bottom of the bed "leave me alone" his voice was weak and shaky from the crying he did not sound as strong and intimidating as he wanted to.
The handsome boy sat on the other end of the bed stared at frank with regret in his eyes. "i'm sorry" he whispered. he looked a couple of years younger then frank but was still visibly good looking. His clothes dripping wet through but the blankets on the bed where he sat did not seem to get wet underneath him.
"you keep saying that" frank said, his eyes beginning to fill with tears. "you left me alone" he continued as a tear trickled from his eye and rolled down his cheek only pausing at his jawline for a second before falling and plunging down into his lap. Frank pulled his knee's up to his chest cuddling them with his arms, only peering over them to continue looking at the other boy.
"come with me" the boy's voice was filled with such hope which soon disappeared as frank begins to scream at him, "I CANT!" Frank seems to be taken over with anger as the boy fidgets in his seat.
"you don't want to" the boy speaks as if he is correcting frank
"i was given a second chance" franks voice lowered again back to sounding weak and fragile as he leaned his head down and pressed it against his knee caps. Everything was silent for a few minutes and when frank looked back up to the other edge of the bed the boy was gone.

Frank crawled under the covers knowing he had to sleep as he had to be up for the first day back at school in the morning. However he couldn't sleep so he just laid there until the early hours in the morning playing scenes in his head on how tomorrow could possible pay out.

*maybe tomorrow will be good, he will get to class without being called names and he will sit and learn in lesson, maybe even make a friend at lunch time*
He knew however that his fantasy wouldn't come true and he realised the reality of tomorrow.

*he would get to school, get bullied repeatedly and probably get beat up on the way to classes. he wouldn't make any friends and he would sit alone at lunch time knowing everyone was talking about him and making fun of him*

He also knew that tomorrow they wouldn't leave him alone, they would be coming with him. At least he wouldn't be alone.
Frank closed his eyes to get some rest but he was woken shortly after by his alarm clock.

Notes

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