I was trapped again. Not only were there voices swarming my head but also menacing bullies crowded all around me. I could feel their breaths on my face as they loomed above me.

"The freak actually knows how to love! Too bad nothing can love something like that," one of them spat. I felt tears in my eyes as my body shook. I tried to keep my breathing under control but it didn't work out as it came out short and quick.

You shouldn't have let them see.

Now they know you really are a faggot.

They're going to tell him.

He'll hate you.

He'll think what they say. That you're ugly, stupid, fat, a freak!

"P-please l-le-eave m-me al-lone," I choked out, finding it hard to breath as my anxiety set in and I squeezed my eyes shut.

"Look! The freak can talk! It wants us to leave it alone!" Someone shouted. Their words began to meld together in my mind until one single voice stood out amongst all of them.

"Ew, it's so ugly and gross..."

I felt everything stop around me as I looked up to see the person I thought I loved. The person I thought I could trust. The person who said they'd always be by my side but now... They're on their side.

I felt my tears stop as my heart shattered. I felt all emotions drain along with all sound. I didn't feel anything. I didn't see anything but him. His once perfect face now twisted into a sick nightmare that will surely haunt my dreams.

"I'm sorry," a whisper broke through the silence. But it was unforgivable. They betrayed me and left me broken.

"Please... get up." They left me to fall. Left me to be pushed to the ground and stood on while they watched.

"I didn't mean it." But they did. They all meant it. I'm just a freak. A nobody. Nothing.

"Please... I love you too." No they don't. It's another lie they're telling me to get up. To keep going all for nothing.

"I'm so sorry. I messed up. I was scared." Of what?

"I was scared and didn't see how much I'd hurt you. Please, forgive me..." they don't deserve it. They don't deserve my forgiveness. I don't want to forgive them...

But I already have...

So ah... Thomas Sanders anyone? I'm totally Virgil. I'm such a dark strange child.