Bullying

Studying, beatings, oppression, bullying at school, reproaches from parents, sexual abuse, he is used to experiencing this from day to day. He was used to being tormented, used to everything. But the pain in his chest was stronger, it pressed down, making him cry into his pillow at night. What had started it all? His ethnicity and his looks. He wasn't ordinary from birth, an albino with black hair and violet eyes, even his parents hated him, though you couldn't really call them parents, he was a foster child, because the young couple couldn't have a child for a long time, so they took a child from the orphanage, and then two years later his younger brother was born. Raim and before that noticed how with the pregnancy of his mother, his parents began to distance themselves from him, forgot to congratulate him on holidays, New Year's Eve or his birthday, but childish naivety could not accept the fact that soon he will be no longer needed. It was painful to realize that everyone just hated him, hated because he was just born that way. How painful it was when a fourteen-year-old boy came crying to the house where he was supposed to be loved and supported after the first rape, but instead of support he received only a slap and humiliation from his family. After that the guy completely broke down inside, the former fire in the soul of the guy no longer remained, there were only not before burning coal, which will soon turn into ashes. Everything continued in a circle, beatings, violence, bullying at school and at home, but the brunet did not pay attention to it, did not break out, treated everything calmly. There was simply no strength left to fight, no hope for a bright future. He had long visited the thought of his death, he imagined how he dies, how his relatives are happy and no longer walk with shame for the fact that his son was raped, during this time the guy has already been indoctrinated that he is a disgrace and how he could not stand up for himself? He's a man, so what if there were three of them? You're a man, you should have stood up for yourself. He should have... he should have... what was he supposed to do at that moment? When he was shoved into the boys' locker room by three guys, one of whom was his physics teacher. Of course, his rapists got nothing for it, but the teacher's bond and his parents' coolness did it for him. The case was dropped, and the rapists went free. After that they realized that they could do whatever they wanted to the guy, so they abused him in every possible way, raped him regularly, beat him and publicly humiliated him. Terrible. This day was no different from the others, it was gray, sad, the same as always. Raim came to school, came to his office as unnoticed as possible from the seniors and the physics teacher, he silently got ready for the Russian lesson and began to sit thinking about something, he already imagined how a mean old aunt comes into the office and starts the lesson, again making Raim work the whole lesson, belittling him, yelling. But this time a man came in, he was wearing a white shirt, a black jacket, loose-fitting pants and a tie, his skin was slightly brownish, he had glasses on his nose, which he obviously needed because of his poor eyesight, his hair was dark brown, it was slightly long and braided into a small bundle, his eyes were light blue, like the sea in a storm. The teacher went to his seat and put his textbooks on the table, he introduced himself as "Ilya Diaghilev", he explained that he was their new teacher of Russian, literature, history and social studies. Since the old teacher had retired and left to face her old age with her sister. Shaten at first glance was quite angry, but in fact well explained the topic, did not shout, and otherwise behaved calmly. The lesson was interesting and he was finally able to get a good grade for such a long time. At least that was good. At recess, Raim tried to leave as quickly as possible to another room, not to cross paths with the two guys, they were the brunet's rapists, except for the physics teacher, but alas he was grabbed in the middle of the corridor by the elbow and pulled to himself, the guy tried to break free but all to no avail, it was Yaroslav, eleven classics, a year older than Raim, next to him was his brother Murphy, one year old blond. They were again throwing dirty jokes at the boy, humiliating him, sometimes groping him, but in a private way so they wouldn't be caught. Raim listened to all this and quietly followed them, it was quite disgusting to hear all this, but what could be done? I'd have to put up with it. Not the first time... The guys as "noble" decided to escort the German to the classroom, where he was supposed to have a lesson, but instead they took him somewhere in the direction of the gym. Raim shrieked with fear and tried to stop, but the third floor was completely empty, and no one could help him, and even if they did, they wouldn't help him. - Why are you so sad?" Yaroslav asked with a wry smile, holding the younger man's elbow. Raim furrowed his eyebrows, he hated being humiliated. Especially when he remembered the most embarrassing moments...-as if you didn't know it yourself...-snarled the albino, Murphy chuckled as he helped his brother drag him towards the locker room...oh, it was a terrible feeling...just terrible...to realize that he would be touched again in the worst places.