Healing The Scars From The Past (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 9: Weird

Chapter 9: Weird

I apologise for such a short chapter....

"Ouch!" I yelped, massaging my head with my healthy hand. "What do you want?" I demanded this time. I was sick of his shitty way of treating me. I was sick of him. I just wanted him to leave me the fuck alone and never come back.

"I wanted to thank you for..."

"Don't sweat it!" I quickly exclaimed. "You don't owe me a thing, Matthew."

"I've been a jerk." he said.

"What do you want, Matthew?"

"All these things I did to you..."

"They were mean."

"Yeah... I know. All these words I said, all these horrible things I did, they were really mean."

"Is that all?" I said, putting books in my backpack and locking my locker.

"I know apologizing to you would mean nothing. I know I've been a jerk to you and I should have never said these words or done these things. You had never done anything to me. Fuck! you went out of your way for I don't get hit by this car. I know that. And I think everything was just some kind of sick game to me to make me popular and everything. But what is it with being popular? It's all gone to the toilet when you get out of this stupid school! It would all have been gone if I had been killed by this car! Heck! you could have died that day. When you fell down to the street after it hit you, I was sure you were fucking dead! Dead because of me! Dead because you wanted to save my life!"

"Are we done?" I asked.

"We still have five more minutes before the bell rings. Can you just give me five minutes?" I nodded.

"Thank you, Lucas." As I wasn't sure of his intentions when he showed up at my locker, I could say by then that he was being sincere, since his eyes were watery and he couldn't look me in the eyes for a change.

"Mike told me a week and a half ago that I needed to grow up. And he was right. I am just a spoiled kid who had it easier because I was an athlete, thinking that it meant everything in the whole world. But the relativity law wasn't found by an athlete. Electricity either. I think I matured a bit during this week after the accident. You don't have to worry for me being a jerk to you anymore. I won't even look your way. I just wanted to give you these dull apologies because I know I can't make everything I did to you disappear. I'll have to deal with my culpability alone. Thank you for not letting my shitty head get killed that day." Matthew put his hands in his jeans' pockets, turned around and walked to the end of the row of lockers. Before he disappeared, he turned again. "You'll be a great man, Lucas."

Then he was gone.

Weird... A lot of things were weird. When the bell rang, I walked my way to the stairs when I heard Mike calling after me.

He skipped to me... and surprized me by giving me a hug..

"Lucas! this way." he said. "Since today, you're getting the special treatment!" he beamed, showing me a key.

"What is it for?" I asked.

"From now on, you're taking the elevator, duh!" he said, looking at me as if an arm was growing in my face.

"Where did you get this key from?"

"Mr. Howell gave it to me so I could give it to you. You know what he told me?"

"What? That it was only because he had to?"

"Nah! You really are far from it! He said he wished you to get well soon."

"What?"

"Yeah! Your father probably made quite an impression on him, I guess." he said as he helped me into the thin elevator.

We proceeded to the classroom where i don't know what is waiting for me...