Of Love and Hate
Title: Of Love and Hate
Author:
gothgurl01
Rating: R(overall)
Pairing: M.Shadows/ Synyster Gates
Summary:“Brian! Get your worthless ass out of bed.”
Disclaimer:They are tied to my bed.
Dedicated to my lovely beta
lizbeth_rapture
Chapter 1
Brian woke to the piercing sound of his alarm clock. With a groan he slammed his hand down on top of it, nearly breaking it. He glared at the clock and sat up on the edge of the bed. His body was covered with tattoos and bruises.
“Brian! Get your worthless ass out of bed.”
He sighed heavily at his father’s callous words. His father always belittled him and made him feel worthless. Half of the bruises that adorned his body came from his drunken father. The rest came from his classmates.
Brian sluggishly got up and threw on some clothes. He dreaded going to school as much as he dreaded coming home. He grabbed his bag and went down stairs. He looked into the living room to see his drunken father sitting in his chair, bottle in hand.
“Going to school dad.” Brian told his dad.
Brian knew his dad wouldn’t give him an answer. His dad hadn’t been the same since his mom died of cancer. He turned to drinking to ease the pain, but his drinking caused him to hurt Brian. Every day Brian would come home and be knocked around by his dad.
Brian opened the door and headed towards school. He lived in the rundown part of town where all the gangs and drug dealers were. It was never a safe neighborhood to walk in, even during the day. He was lucky to not have any problems yet, but he knew that if he didn’t get jumped on his way to school, he would at school.
His high school was just like all the other high schools. There were the normal cliques and everything. Brian didn’t belong with any clique though; he was always by himself. He didn’t prefer it that way but he was given no choice. He was the student body’s escape goat. No one talked to him unless necessary.
He sighed heavily at the sight of the school. It was the sign that he made it safely to school, but he was soon to be jumped be main tormentors. Matt, Jimmy, Johnny and Zacky were the most popular kids in school despite their gothic look. They loved to torture Brian. They made it their business to make Brian’s life a living hell.
He walked into the school building and down the hall to his locker. As soon as he got there a fist collided with his jaw. Brian fell to floor and looked up to see them standing above him. He knew by the force of the punch that Matt was the one who had hit him.
“Well guys, look at what we have here, the fag of the school.” Matt smirked, “He seems to have fallen, should we help him up?”
Brian kept his head down the entire time the foursome laughed at him. He braced himself when he saw Jimmy’s leg coming at him out of the corner of his eye. Jimmy leg collided with his ribs over and over again. The other three joined in soon after.
Brian lay there and took the abuse as silently as he could. The attack stopped after a few minutes had gone by. This was routine for Brian. He would get hit and tripped constantly throughout the day then go home to his abusive, alcoholic father.
Today was supposed to be like any other day was for Brian, but in the end it turns out different. Whether it is for the better or worse, no one knows yet.
Comments are love
Author:
gothgurl01
Rating: R(overall)
Pairing: M.Shadows/ Synyster Gates
Summary:“Brian! Get your worthless ass out of bed.”
Disclaimer:They are tied to my bed.
Dedicated to my lovely beta
lizbeth_rapture
Chapter 1
Brian woke to the piercing sound of his alarm clock. With a groan he slammed his hand down on top of it, nearly breaking it. He glared at the clock and sat up on the edge of the bed. His body was covered with tattoos and bruises.
“Brian! Get your worthless ass out of bed.”
He sighed heavily at his father’s callous words. His father always belittled him and made him feel worthless. Half of the bruises that adorned his body came from his drunken father. The rest came from his classmates.
Brian sluggishly got up and threw on some clothes. He dreaded going to school as much as he dreaded coming home. He grabbed his bag and went down stairs. He looked into the living room to see his drunken father sitting in his chair, bottle in hand.
“Going to school dad.” Brian told his dad.
Brian knew his dad wouldn’t give him an answer. His dad hadn’t been the same since his mom died of cancer. He turned to drinking to ease the pain, but his drinking caused him to hurt Brian. Every day Brian would come home and be knocked around by his dad.
Brian opened the door and headed towards school. He lived in the rundown part of town where all the gangs and drug dealers were. It was never a safe neighborhood to walk in, even during the day. He was lucky to not have any problems yet, but he knew that if he didn’t get jumped on his way to school, he would at school.
His high school was just like all the other high schools. There were the normal cliques and everything. Brian didn’t belong with any clique though; he was always by himself. He didn’t prefer it that way but he was given no choice. He was the student body’s escape goat. No one talked to him unless necessary.
He sighed heavily at the sight of the school. It was the sign that he made it safely to school, but he was soon to be jumped be main tormentors. Matt, Jimmy, Johnny and Zacky were the most popular kids in school despite their gothic look. They loved to torture Brian. They made it their business to make Brian’s life a living hell.
He walked into the school building and down the hall to his locker. As soon as he got there a fist collided with his jaw. Brian fell to floor and looked up to see them standing above him. He knew by the force of the punch that Matt was the one who had hit him.
“Well guys, look at what we have here, the fag of the school.” Matt smirked, “He seems to have fallen, should we help him up?”
Brian kept his head down the entire time the foursome laughed at him. He braced himself when he saw Jimmy’s leg coming at him out of the corner of his eye. Jimmy leg collided with his ribs over and over again. The other three joined in soon after.
Brian lay there and took the abuse as silently as he could. The attack stopped after a few minutes had gone by. This was routine for Brian. He would get hit and tripped constantly throughout the day then go home to his abusive, alcoholic father.
Today was supposed to be like any other day was for Brian, but in the end it turns out different. Whether it is for the better or worse, no one knows yet.
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