Inner Demons-Chapter 2

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Title: Inner Demons.

Author: Vamlover_78

Chapter: Chapter 1

Summary: After failing school in Helsinki, Finland, Ville Valo is forced to move to West Chester, and live with an uncle he had never met. 
A/n: Sorry for the wait. Hopefully it was worth it.

It turned out that, the one different class he and Bam had was English. Bam showed Ville where the class was and disappeared down the hallway running to his class. He and Bam had agreed to meet in front of his locker the next period, he walked into the classroom, ignoring the constant calls of "Freak" and "Fag". People tried to trip him as he walked down the crowded aisle filled with back packs and binders. He took a seat in the very back of the class and took out a notebook. The teacher entered the classroom, did attendence, and had Ville introduce himself. "I am Ville Valo, from Finland," he sat down as quickly as possible and started to draw.

The class passed by shortly and he spent most of the time staring at the clock in the front of the class, but he couldn't stop thinking about Bam. Ever since the morning, he was the one person who didn't give him wierd looks, or even make fun of him. Even the teachers had given him wierd looks, and he could tell they wouldn't like him. The end of the period didn't come fast enough for Ville, Bam was still on his mind as he walked out of the class, only to get called back by the tall, teacher also known as Mrs. Stephens. He slowly walked over to the desk, "Ville, just ignore the other students,okay?" She said, Ville just nodded  and started over to his locker in red hall. Ville walked through the halls while trying to avoid bumping into other students and causing any trouble. In front of him a group of four jocks walked quickly, but Ville didn't notice when they stopped walking.

Meanwhile, Bam waited by Ville’s locker in red hall. Neither of them had to worry about being late to classes, but he became increasingly worried when another ten minutes passed and Ville still didn’t show. “Maybe he got lost,” he thought to himself. He picked up his black messenger bag and walked out of the hall and looked for the way Ville would have taken to get to red hall.

Ville hadn’t noticed that the multiple jocks had stopped walking and accidentally walked into them. He didn’t notice until they turned around and sneered down at him, “Look at the new freak,” he said to his buddies who began to surround him. The jocks surrounded him and pushed him against the wall, kicking his black messenger bag, away from him. “Awww, look at the little freak tremble in fear, the students here know not to mess with us. I guess you will learn the hard way,” he said. Stepping closer to Ville who was cornered against the wall, the jock kicked his shin sending him falling to the floor, two more kicks were sent to his stomach. Ville tried his best to look around, there was no familiar faces, no teachers he was screwed. He thought that he was gonna die, until he saw a familiar face run toward the small group. “Get away from him, he doesn’t deserve this,” Bam yelled. Pushing the jocks away from Ville, he saw what broke his heart. Ville was huddled against the wall, crying and trembling in fear, repeating “please don’t hurt me”. Sitting down next to Ville, he wrapped his arms around him and told him everything would be okay. Bam wanted to beat the shit out of the jocks, but his attention was focused on Ville and calming him down. Ville had stopped crying and settled in Bam’s arms, he suddenly felt protected and safe. Bam’s voice broke him out of his thoughts, “are you okay?” he asked, concern in his voice. Ville just nodded, “now I am.”

“Can you walk?” Bam asked quietly. Ville nodded, “I am not sure,” he said quietly. Bam stood up and helped Ville, “Come on, lets get down to the nurse,” he said quietly. Ville just nodded and leaned on Bam’s shoulder. Bam helped Ville to the nurse, the entire walk in silence. “I promise you, nothing bad will ever happen to you again as long as I am here,” bam whispered quietly. Ville heard this and smiled, “if only you knew” he thought to himself. He finally felt protected in Bam’s arms, as he layed his head on Bam’s shoulder. Ville only wished he could tell Bam, what he really wanted to tell him, but he knew the punishment for trying to get help, and that was something he didn’t want to endure again.