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★彡 BEHIND THE CLOSET DOORS

It’s Not What it Seems Like

ASHTON’S POV
And my alarm goes off again. For the 143 time this year. I’ve always used my phone as my alarm even though my parents said that it was a bad habit. I opened Instagram and see that Michael posted a selfie with the new kid. Wasn’t Michael the weird kid with dyed hair and the new kid named Jack or something? Whatever. Jack is pretty cute though.

“Ashton, Honey wake up. You have to get to school early today!” my mother yelled. Ugh I forgot that I have to get to school early because I got detention yesterday. But it wasn’t my fault for getting detention. That girl just grabbed me and started making out with me right in front of the principal. It also wasn’t my fault that she was hot. God, it feels like I am cheating on Jack even though we aren’t even a thing.

I rolled off my bed. Yes, literally rolled onto the floor. Hitting my elbow on my bed stand on the way down, leaving a soon-to-be-bruise on my arm. I walked into the bathroom and decided not to brush my teeth today. I brushed my hair and changed into a military jacket and black skinny jeans, the only color jeans I will wear. Our kitchen if full of protien shakes so I grab one and run out the back door, grabbing my backpack and my phone on the way out. I climbed over the fence and ran through the trees, taking the shortcut to school.

I got to school panting and tripping over my own toes. I mean seriously, I lift my foot up and everything but my toes always drag. My bag was halfway open but I still had to look cool, for Jack of course.

“Hey Mrs.Donald,” (A/N This isn’t a reference to politics, just at my old school we had a detention teacher named Mrs.Donald sooo) I muttered and slumped down into a chair at the very back of the class.

“Ahhh. Mr.Irwin, what happened this time?” Mrs.Donald asked, not bothering to look up from her computer. You see, Mrs.Donald and I have this special relationship, not like a dating relationship or anything, just close. I told her the story of how this girl just grabbed me, using the front of my shirt to get me closer to her and smashed her lips onto mine. And I didn’t bother the fact that I liked Jack to her. By the time I was done, two other kids had arrived and also slumped into the back row. One was another detention regular and the other was Trevor, the biggest frat boy at our school.

“Trevor, mate, what happened, why you at detention?” I asked, still looking down at my unfinished paper. I felt that because he was my friend, I could ask, but I still felt like I am intruding into his personal business. Trevor told me that apparently his family had issues and that he beat up a kid because he was upset about it. I gave him my number and told him to call me if anything goes wrong and that I’ll help him out. Because, dang, Trevor has some major problems.

The bell rang signaling that the first class of the day starts in 10 minutes. I leave the detention room to go to my locker and meet up with Luke and Calum. Calum was with Sabrina, making out, yet again. Luke was leaning on the lockers, facing away from Calum and starting a live video.

TREVOR’S POV
*4 years ago, age 12*

FLASHBACK

“Trevor, stop going out for almost the entire day! I need you to stay at home!” my mom yelled, fist already coming down on me.

“I-I was going to school,” I barely made out.

“Don’t talk back to me!” and another punch landed on my shoulder.

“MOM STOP!” My mom was clearly drunk. My dad left when I was just born. So my family is pretty messed up. I’ve been going to Calum’s house to sleep for the past few nights because my mom lost her job and the hitting and stuff just got worse.

END OF FLASHBACK

I climbed through the window into my room as quietly as I could. I didn’t want my mom to find me at home. I couldn’t even sleep at night because I am too scared. I layed in bed, curled into a little ball and started to cry.








Notes

Again v crappy, short chapter. But enjoy the update for the 2 people subscribed.

I also have new co-authors! Meet Carol Clifford and Harreehh! So I guess it would be tri-authors but whatever.

I'll (or one mf the other authors) will update soon

Bye loves

-IZ

Comments

2k views! How the frack did I get that many? Sending all the love from America

I DONT HAVE ANY COMMENTS YET AND IM GETTING WORRIED

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YOU'RE WELCOME!!! ILY TOO!!!! <3 <3 <3 xxx

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THANK YOU GUYS FOR ACTUALLY READING. ILY

I totally kinda relate. I need a pause on life too. Take as much time needed. I LOVE THIS STORY THOUGH!!!!!!!