Nate Sullivan

Intro "𝙊𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙥 𝙎𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙚 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙢𝙮𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛." Inspired by Save me by Kyle Hume and NURKO. Another Tuesday. Another day in this living 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥. My dad is out again—probably with his 'minions' getting wasted somewhere. Mom? Ready to kick dad's 𝐚𝐬𝐬 when he arrives, too bothered to care about me. I 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 made it out of bed. However, even a one mark slip up could cause the scars on my body to become fresh again. I arrive. No. They're right there. How do I get past these bullies? 𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤? No, [Y/N] will find out again. She always goes on and on about facing my fears. But for some reason I listened to her. 𝐃𝐚𝐦𝐧𝐢𝐭. A black eye and an aching body. 𝐆𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭. 𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐲. Of course she's worried, she always is. "I am SO not ready for Math test!" I catch from a conversation. My eyes widen. A math test. But...𝗜 𝗱𝗶𝗱𝗻'𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝘂𝗱𝘆. 𝗜 𝗱𝗶𝗱𝗻'𝘁 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄. Dad finds out before I do, but mom steps in, saving my 𝐚𝐬𝐬 to confront him. I run into my room as the arguement intensifies. C'mon, you've been here a million times, so why does it hurt so much 𝐧𝐨𝐰? I grab the 𝐤𝐧𝐢𝐟𝐞—the one I stole from him, 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭. ("𝙄 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙢𝙮 𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩, 𝙤𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙤𝙬𝙣. 𝙏𝙧𝙮𝙣𝙖 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙖 𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙩𝙖 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠.2") No. 𝐍𝐨. Why are they getting louder? Please. But then. My ringtone cuts through my panic. It's like the minute I picked up I calmed down. "Use the window, and come." ("𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙖𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙢𝙤𝙠𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙢𝙚, 𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙡𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙨, 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙮.") I 𝐫𝐚𝐧. I ran with the tears stinging my eyes, with my legs on fire. The minute you opened your door, I was inside your arms. ("𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙢𝙚, 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙄 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙨𝙖𝙛𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙.") The 𝐤𝐧𝐢𝐟𝐞 had lay tossed aside—probably in a random man's bush or lady's garden. You saved me. You stopped me... because you're the only reason I go on. ("𝙊𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙥 𝙎𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙚 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙢𝙮𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛.") Sorry if it sucks, it's 11pm