Chapter 1
Griffin was walking to school in the cold winter air of Denver, his jumoer was thin and done fuck-all to warm him up, he was shivering as he wandered down the pathway, his bike was broken so he couldn't even ride to school. He crossed his arms and curled into himself as he walked, his feet crunching against the asphalt.
"..Stupid Fuckin' winter.. stupid bike.. stupid school.."
He was mumbling to himself as he walked, he got to the front of the school and walked in, heading towards his locker before someone roughly knocked into his back, he went toppling fowards and landed on his knees and hands, he leant back to sit on his knees as he looked up, only to see Billy Showalter running off, laughing obnoxiously as Robin Arellano chased after him, cursing him off spanish, he felt a small slap to the back of his head as his older brother Vance Hopper-Stagg walked past, not even glancing at him, but clear to see he was the one that smacked his head from his retracting hand. Griffin watched them walk off before looking down at his hands, they were scraped and bleeding a bit.
Blood had always been a sensitive topic for Griffin, making him queasy and a bit scared, tears welled in his eyes- like a baby- as he got up and walked off, towards the bathrooms no one goes in.
He pushed the door open and went to the sinks, rinsing them off to make sure there was no germs, it stung a lot, bad pain tolerance. He choked on a small sob through his gritted teeth as he wet paper towel, beginning to dab it on the small cuts and scarped on his palms, he opened the front pocket to hid bag, pulling out a couple bandaids and sticking them on, biting him bottom lip to hold the quiet noises from escaping his round pink lips.
He finished sticking the bandaids on and threw the rubbish from the bandages out and wiped his eyes on his jacket sleeve, looking up and into the mirror he sighed, his eyes were red and his face was puffy from crying like a wimp. 'Its not fair..' he thinks 'its not fair i can't even handle falling over but vance can get in fights every day! Its not fair!' He thinks as he scrubs at his eyes roughly.
Period 2 finished and now it was lunch break, Griffin was walking thriugh the hall's again, towards the bathroom like a loser, when someone grabbed his bag and pulled him back harshly. He fell on his ass and hissed in pain before looking up, clutching his books a bit tighter, He saw a random boy from his year.
"Fuckin loser" The boy- Riley- barked out a laugh as his friends hollered behind him like hyenas. Riley stopped on his ankle before they all walked off, hig friends following like they were his minions. Griffin eventually got up and hobbled off, limping lightly.
Billy watched that whole thing go down in the empty hallway. From the moment the kid- Riley- grabbed Vance's brother- Griffin's backpack and shoved him to the ground, to the moment Griffin walked off, leaning noticeably more on his right ankle, Billy slipped away to snitch to Vance, easy to say Vance was fuming.
Billy walked down the empty hallways until he reached a corrider that lead outside and behind the bleachers, he shoulder barged the door open and started his trek, finally getting to the bleachers he snuck aroumd them and saw Vance and Robin smoking, sitting on the ground, he walked over and took a seat.
"Hey bill, what's up?" Robin spoke up, looking over at him, Vance nodded in acknowledgement.
"Sup' uh- just wanted to let Vance know i saw you're brother get thrown around" Billy mumbled, leaning back, Vances head snapped towards him
"The fuck?" He spat, his voice gruff and annoyed. "Uh yeah- that riley kid, football captain, pushed him and stopped on his ankle, it seemed pretety bad, he was limping." Billy said finslly looking over, catching sight of the pure rage in Vances eyes as they glared at Billy.
"..soooo.." Robin started "we gettin him later?" He asked with a grin, to which Vance just nodded, a wicked grin groeing on his face which made Billy smirk.
Griffin had limped all the way home, on the verge of tears as he limped, every step sending a sharp pain straight up his leg, causing him to jolt. Hefinally managed to get home after the long day and practically bolted upstairs to his room, he opened the door with his eyes closed and walked to flop onto his bed, dramatically falling onto the plush mattress and instantly falling asleep, bag on and everything.
Meanwhile, Vance, Robin and Billy were walking towards the football feild, billy had a bat, Robin had a pocket knife amd Vamce had his fists. We can all imagine how that went.
When Vance got home, he let Billy and Robin in to stay the night, it was pretty late as they made their way up the stairs towards Vances room, opening the door they walked in quietly and shut the door, Vance heading towards his bed before stopping in his tracks- Griffin was asleep in his bed.
(Not finished, just avoiding deletion.)