One who needs us most

I sighed and looked up at the stars. Tears streamed down my face as I sat on the cliff edge.
"This is it." I said as I stood up. "No more bullying or rumors." I took a deep breath. I couldn't do it. I couldn't jump. I picked up my pet turtle, Mikey, and he crawled up on my shoulder. My mom and dad got him for me when I was eight. My uncle had helped them pick him out. My uncle, John, is a scientist who shrinks animals. He died a few years ago in a car crash, leaving my on my own. Mikey nuzzled my neck.
"Your right. Let's go home and sleep." I walked back through the wooded area to my house.
I changed into a baggy t-shirt and volleyball shorts. I looked at all the ugly scars that were on my legs, arms, and stomach. I crawled into be where King, my lion, was laying. King was a little larger than a house cat but he still could bite your hand off.
The next morning I changed into my long sleeved Asking Alexandria top and ripped jeans. I grabbed my backpack, that King was in, and my jacket. I ate a quick breakfast before skating to school on my rip stick.
"Hey Ryker! What kind of name is that anyway?!" Called Natalia, head prep. I ignored her and continued walking down the hall with my rip stick clipped to my back pack.
"Hey faggot, I'm talking to you!" Her annoying high pitched voice continued. I put down my back pack.
"What do you want?!" I snapped around to face her.
"I want you to bow to me." She said forcing me to the ground. I couldn't breathe as her kick landed on my stomach.
"Hey leave her alone!" Yelled a male's voice.
"What are you gonna do Bishop? Cry to your mom?" Natalia laughed.
"Stop before we make you stop."
"We?"
"Yes, we." Said a girl's voice in the same direction of the guy's.
Natalia stormed off deciding that they weren't her time.
"You okay?" Asked the guy. He looked familiar with his black hair and blue/green eyes. Where have I seen his face.
"Yeah I'm fine." I said standing up and grabbing my back pack, King's face poked out of the top.
"Woah is that a lion?!" Asked the girl, she had dark brown really curly hair. The bell rang and I rushed off to my class.
I walked to the lunch room with King growling at anyone who got close to me in the crowded hall. I sat at my usual table on the far side of the room by the exit to the fields.
"Hi!!" Said the girl from earlier. I gave a small wave and as I took a bite of my pizza.
"Anyway my name is Saka." She said.
"No it isn't." Laughed the guy from earlier. "My name is Cymon."
"Ryker." I said and we shook hands in a formal greeting.
"How can we be in all of your classes and not notice you?" Cymon exclaimed after studying my schedule. I shrugged and ate some more pizza.
During all of our after noon classes there was a Veterans Day Assembly. To be perfectly honest I cried, a lot but softly. My parents had died while away at war. They went MIA and their bodies were never recovered. Everyone who bothered to pay me any mind they always said that my parents left because they didn't want me and that my uncle killed himself because he couldn't stand me. Half the time I believed them.
"Do you want us to go home with you?" Asked Saka.
"No there is something I need to do first." I replied and faked a smile.
"Okay......." She said uncertainly and I was out the door and skating down the road to the Sebring st. Veterans Cemetery. I knelt by their headstones.
"Happy Veterans Day mom and dad." I whispered.
Sargent Adam Jones, loving father, brother and husband. 'Always brave your next days.'
Major Lucy Jones. Loving mother, daughter, sister and wife. 'May your duties never go unforgotten.
"I love you." I said before leaving. I skated down to Andy's General Shop.
"I'm sorry I'm late Andy." I said as I punched in.
"Visiting your parents, I assume." Andy answered leaning against the wall. I nodded. "Do you want to take the day off."
"No." My voice cracked a little.
"Okay."
I started stocking the shelves as Andy worked the counter. He knew that I wanted to limit human interaction today.
I collapsed into the couch as soon as I got home. I almost fell asleep until I heard some imbecile pounding on the front door. I groaned and rolled over hoping whoever it was would go away.
"You know that it's rude to keep your guests waiting at the door." I looked up in shock to see Saka and Cymon taking off their shoes. I sat strait up.
"What the........ What are you doing here?" I asked.
"Raiding your fridge." Saka says heading strait for the kitchen.
"How do you know where I live?!?!"
"Do you want to know what we're supposed to say or what's legal to say?" Asked Cymon.
"What do you mean legal?"
"We kinda got arrested!!!" Yelled Saka from the kitchen.
"Correction, she kinda got arrested." Cymon stated. I gave him a look of confusion, horror, and full on you're crazy.
"Nice place." He said seeming to ignore it. I continued to give him 'that' look.
These complete strangers that I just met today were now in my house, touching my stuff, petting my animals and worst of all eating al-
My thoughts were interrupted by the loudest burp I have ever heard in my life.
"What movies do you have?" Saka asked emerging from the kitchen. I ran to the kitchen to see what was left. Crumbs. Crumbs and empty boxes. Cupboards, empty. Fridge, empty. Freezer, empty. Everything was gone.
"You ate all my food." I whispered.
"Hey Ry- who are you?" I heard Andy say.
"The question is who are you?" Cymon countered.
"I'm in the kitchen!!" I yelled. Andy walked in the kitchen looking confused.
"I figured I would stay with you because today was harsh." He said.
"I'm fine. Thanks anyways. Can you bring me some food tomorrow." I said the second part in a hushed voice. He nodded. "Kay. Bye Andy!!!" I said and led him out of the house.
"So who takes care you?" Asked Cymon as I walked back into the living room.
"Nobody." I answered.
"No mom or dad?"
"No." My voice caught a little.
"Uncle?"
"No."
"That's awesome!!"
"Depends." I sighed and plopped on the couch, watching Despicable Me with them.

Notes

Haiiiiiii.