Loving Jaxon (bxb) (completed)

(Warning: this book may contain abuse, suicidal thoughts as well as cutting and depression. Please proceed with caution) (This story took place in the year 2008, starting in September) (This book is also being edited so if there is any mistakes please let me know so I can change it thank you.) (Jaxon) “tell me Jaxon were you forced to do it?" Principal Owen jacobs asked and I shook my head, letting him know that my answer was no. “Why didn’t you come to me if you were in trouble?” He asked and I sighed. This was the part I hated the most, I only wanted to be left alone so I wouldn’t have to talk to anyone. “I-It w-wasn’t m-my f-fault, M-Michael f-framed m-me.” I stuttered out and I could tell Mr.jacobs wanted to laugh at me. That's who I am, the laughing stock of Minnesota high school. I live here with my parents and older brother Daniel who wanted to leave once he turns eighteen. I am now sixteen years old and sometimes I wish I was eighteen so I could get to leave here and never return. “well from the looks of things it seems to be your fault and there’s nothing else I can do since no one came to me with a different story so I believe you are lying. you are going to get three days of after-school detention and that’s it. Be sure to make it on time or I’ll extend your punishment further.” I nodded my head and stood up then reached for my bag that I carelessly left sitting on the floor beside me. “and one more thing Jaxon, I hope this is the last time I see your face in here.” I nodded my head again and right before I left, I heard his laughter. Why am I at the principal's office? When I was in maths class, the teacher was sleeping and one of the students decided to mark his face up with a marker. When the teacher found out, the student pointed at me, blaming me for it. I was trying to tell the teacher that it was not my fault but he looked at my desk and saw said marker on it and decided to send me to the principal office. I would have laughed at any other time, but I just sat there and started crying instead. I sighed as I slung my bag on my shoulder and decide to go to my favorite hiding place to relax here at school since I was already running late for my second period. I hated it here, every day I was bullied because of my speech problem. Even my parents hated me because I wasn’t as perfect as my brother. I sighed as I made my way towards the library wishing I could just die and get it over with, it would be so much better if I died. One thing though, I didn’t have the courage to commit suicide. I did however cut myself when no one was around and it made me feel better in a weird way. After I left the library, I made my way to the bathroom. Once there, I stared at myself in the bathroom mirror hating myself even more. I was ugly that much I could tell from looking at myself and it was true because I was told that every day by my parents as well as the students here. Even though I had dark brown hair and the bluest pair of eyes I have ever seen, I was still considered to be ugly. I wasn't even tall, around 5'5 at least which was why everyone took advantage of me. I pulled my shirt up and winced when I saw how bruised up I was. My dad decided to give me one of his many beatings because I was taking too long to answer him. He called me stupid and kicked me over and over but during that time I didn’t even scream because I somehow felt like I deserved it for being the way I am. I deserved all the beatings and bullying I got because I was unwanted, just like the word that my mother so carelessly etched into my hip one night when I decided not to answer her question. I pulled my shirt down and decided to wash my face since I had nothing better to do. When I was done, I dried my face with a rag I had in my bag and walked out. By this time my third period was about to begin so I just decided to head there instead. I am one of the smartest students here and so I was called a nerd for it, I only had one friend and that was my education. I wanted to make it in life, go to one of the top universities here in America, start my own business and say to hell with people but who knew if I would live long enough to see that come to pass? I’ve always visioned my death, how I would take a gun and put it to my head and pulled the tri.... I didn’t even get to finish my thoughts when I was rudely interrupted by screams from the other students here in the classroom. I looked up to see what all the excitement was about and saw an extremely handsome boy standing in the doorway with a scowl on his face. He had that bad boy vibes to him, with jet black hair and green eyes. He is tall too, a lot taller than I am with muscles running in the right places. I scowled and looked down chastising myself for being one of those students. The teacher Mrs.walker walked in moments later and I looked up with a bored expression on my face. “ok everyone settle down, we have a new student here with us. His name is Sebastian crowns, so would you like to make an introduction?” Sebastian shook his head and stuck his hands in the front pockets of his uniform pants. “ok, then it’s up to your peers to find out more about you, you can take a seat anywhere you like.” I looked back down not paying attention to anyone and started doodling in my book. I was trying to distract myself but it didn’t work as I felt someone else’s presence right next to me. I looked up and saw Sebastian staring at me with a look in his eyes I couldn’t read. It was then I realized everyone else was watching me so I decided to make myself invisible by slouching in my seat. I heard a tsking sound and looked at Sebastian to find him still watching me with that look and quite frankly it was getting annoying as hell. “ok class take out your English books and turn to page twenty-three. I want you to read through that page to page twenty-four then write a sentence on what you understand about it, ok get started.” I was trying my best to focus on my work, but for the first time in my life, I felt like I was going to fail big time. (Sebastian) “seb what the hell?” My sister Amy shouted as I made my way inside and towards my room without even acknowledging her. I know, where are my manners? Well, I didn’t grow up with any so deal with it. I had just come home from my new school and it was a s**t school of course. I didn’t even bother to change out of my uniform as I flopped down on my bed and groaned as the softness of my mattress hits my back. My door bursts open to an irritated-looking Amy and I groaned and grabbed a pillow to hide my face with. “you know you can at least say hi, what have I ever done to you?” I shrugged my shoulders and sat up. “nothing I just don't like women.” I deadpanned which had her flinching. “I know you’re gay and all but can you stop rubbing it in my face? it’s too bad that our parents still support you and all and if it was up to me I would have burned your ass by now.” I chuckled and shook my head. “not my fault, you’re just a bit homophobic Amy and that's something you just have to deal with.” She glared at me and marched up to me. “I am not homophobic you i***t, what I just said is far from being homophobic. Mom and dad will be home soon so get your ass up and change out of your uniform you ungrateful mutt.” She stomped out of my room and I rolled my eyes and decided to sleep instead. Right as I closed my eyes I saw his face, what the hell? What does that even mean? Why was I dreaming of him? My i***t brain decided to show me images of his face and I honestly had enough of him so I forced myself to wake up. I got up and changed out of my uniform after showering and made my way downstairs. We live in the richest part of Minneapolis Minnesota because my parents likes to spend. Anything me and my sister wants, we get it. We were spoiled by them and even though it was a good thing I hated it a lot. I hated the luxury, the flashiness, the hype of it all but there was no escape so I had to live with it. Being in this ginormous house was making me crazy and if it was up to me, I would want something smaller but my parents would kill me if I even suggest that to them so I had to stick with this lifestyle for now. I went to the kitchen to grab a bottle of water because I felt thirsty. Our butler Benjamin had already made something for dinner so I decided to help myself as I wait for my parents to get home. A couple of minutes later the door opens and I went towards it to see who it was, it was my giggling mom and smiling dad. They are so happy together and that’s the only thing I could ever ask for. My parent’s love for each other made everything much easier while living here with them. “hey son, come give your momma a hug.” I rolled my eyes at her and walked up so I could do what she said. “missed you mom.” I replied which had her chuckling. I pulled away and looked at dad who was watching us with love in his eyes. “Hi dad.” I replied and he pulled me towards him for a manly hug. “aren’t you missing something here?” Amy asked as she came walking up to us. “oh, we could never forget you Hunny bear.” I shook my head and watched as she started jumping up and down and for a minute there I forgot I was looking at a fourteen-year-old. “welcome home mom and dad, brought home anything for me?” She asked and my mom showed her the bags she had in her hands. “these are for you and those are for seb here.” Amy squealed and took the bags from mom as dad handed me my bags. “I hope you two love what we bought. Good thing your father here is the proud owner of crowns industry and making millions so we could afford a lifestyle like this.” Mom said and I rolled my eyes. “mom you just sounded like a gold digger.” I stated and her eyes became wide. “Hunny you know I didn't mean it that way right?” She asked dad who only smiled at her and kissed her on her cheek. “I know baby, now let’s go to our room and get out of these clothes. God knows I need a bath.” Dad said and mom agreed with him while holding each other’s hands and walking away from us. Amy already left to go through her things while I just sighed and decided to store my bags away with the many others my parents already brought home for me. I haven't gone through them at all so I don’t even know what was in there since I didn’t care. (A little warning to my readers, This book will be going into the ptr program soon and won’t be free anymore. 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