You were walking through school looking for someone. You were looking for Alfred F. Jones. He was bullied everyday and you tried to find him before the bullies did. When you saw him, it was to late. He was going through his locker so he didn't know that there were people walking up beside him. They walked up to the locker and quickly slammed it shut. One of his hands got smashed, and he cried out in pain. Everyone around him started laughing including the guy that did it. He saw the guy, then quickly picked up his bag and started walking away as fast as he could.
"Hey, Alfie where are you going so fast? I bet it has something to do with food, doesn't it?" The guy asked and laughed again.
He just kept walking, not saying anything and trying to ignore all of the laughing.
Later that day at lunch, Alfred was sitting at a table as far away from everyone as possible.
"Aw, that poor boy...Why is he sitting all alone?" A girl asked.
"No one wants to sit with him because he has a disease." Another girl said.
"He does..?" She asked and the girl nodded, "(Random bully guys name) said that he had a disease and we should stay away from him."
The girl walked off to go eat. You saw him sitting by himself, and walked over to him and sat your tray down at his table and sat down.
"Don't get to close to me (Name), I have a disease." He mumbled.
"Alfred, no you don't. Ignore them." You said.
"Hey (Name)! You better get away from him unless you want a disease! Or if you wanna keep your lunch, he'll probably steal it from you and eat it all!" Someone said and everyone laughed.
Alfred stood up and ran out of the lunch room and everyone threw things at him and laughed at him.
You stood up and ran with him.
"Alfred! Wait up!" You called to him.
He continued running, and you kept chasing him. He ran outside and sat down out there and pulled his knees up to his chest and buried his face into them.
You quickly caught up to him and sat next to him.
"(Name)...I'm starving myself, I haven't ate an actual meal in weeks...I study all of the time to become smarter. I haven't been on the computer or played any games in months because I've been studying...I lay awake at night hoping and praying that if I go to sleep, I won't wake up. People call me a lazy slob, on the weekend I work my ass off so I can help provide for the family because my dad took all of the money we had saved up and left...My mom has to stay home and take care of my little brother because someone beat the shit out of him because they thought he was me...I've tried being nice to those people, I act like it doesn't bother me but it does...It really does!" He yelled, "I've been to six different schools, and each one of them I get called names, beat up and have no friends...You're the first friend I've had in a really long time. I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO! HOW DO I MAKE IT END?!" He screamed.
You sat there, speechless.
He pulled off his sweat shirt and he was covered with bruises, "They just won't stop...I beg, (Name). I beg them to leave me alone, but they won't..." Alfred had tears falling from his eyes, "All of the hope I ever had is gone...Gone." He cried.
You had tears falling from your eyes as well.
"I...I'm so sorry Alfred." You hugged him.
He didn't hug back and just sat there with a broken expression.
After school was over, you and Alfred walked home. You and Alfred were neighbors, so you two walked home together.
"Goodnight Alfred. See you tomorrow." You smiled.
Alfred just nodded and walked into his house.
It was a school day, and instead of waking up to the sound of your alarm clock, you woke up to the sound of sirens. You grabbed your robe and quickly put it on and ran outside.
There was an ambulance in front of Alfred's house, and by the time you got out there they started driving away.
You ran over to Matthew, Alfred's twin brother who was bawling.
"Mattie, what happened?" You asked.
"A-Alfred swallowed a whole b-bottle of s-sleeping pills!" He cried.
Tears formed in your eyes, "What?! Why?!" You asked.
"T-the kids at school wouldn't l-leave him a-alone! H-he wanted to end all of the p-pain...I d-don't really blame him..." Matthew wiped his eyes.
"I have to go see him..." You ran to your house and quickly changed out of your pajamas and combed your hair.
Your mom brought you and Matthew to the hospital. Alfred and Matthew's mom was already there. She went with the ambulance.
Once you got there, you and Matthew went to the room he was in. You both saw a bunch of doctors and nurses around the bed.
Matthew's mom went over to him and hugged him as she sobbed.
You watched the doctors for a few minutes and tears slid down your cheeks.
"Time of death, 11:26." A nurse said.
"No...No...No...NONONONONO!" You screamed.
The doctor walked out of the room, "I'm sorry ma'am...We did everything we could, but he's gone..." He said to Matthew and Alfred's mom. Both her and Matthew started sobbing even more.
(Another time skip)
Alfred F. Jones had just been buried. You watched one of your best friends get put into the ground. You saw a few kids from your school and you knew their names. Arthur, Francis, Kiku, Ivan, Yao, Ludwig, Gilbert, Feliciano, Lovino and Antonio. They were all your friends and they knew about Alfred and they cared about him...You just wish he could of seen that. He couldn't see the love, he only seen the hate. He never heard the love; only the hate. He was another person brought down by the hate.