Stay (Mxmxmxb)

Chapter 1

Sorry for how long it took, a lot of things popped up. I won't be updating much in July since I have about a billion things to be done during that time, including vacation, summer school for one class and some family issues that will be resolved hopefully. So I hope you all enjoy this chapter!

     Waking up sucks. Waking up to a massive hangover is shit. Waking up to a massive hangover and an insistent hand shaking your shoulder while the insistent hand’s owner is talking extra loud is annoying as fuck. I finally open my eyes to look at this annoying person, giving them an irritated look to which Elliot, my insistent friend, grins. “Good morning, how’s your head? Massive headache?” he chirps out, talking extra loud to enjoy this miserable occasion. “Fuck off.” I mumble as I sit up, glancing at the empty vodka bottle beside me before remembering small flashes of last night and before my drunken walk over here. Flashes of sharp pain and a blurry view of me in the mirror-Fresh bloody bandages and a bottle in my hands-A lurching sidewalk, the surrounding darkness that even the street light couldn’t penetrate heavy with silence.

    Elliot ruffles my hair before stripping his pajamas off and gets a new outfit for himself out. Standing up, I follow his example, having spare clothes here from how often I stay over, but changing in his bathroom. Throwing away the bottle in his trash can, I watch him frown a little at that but shrugging he grabs his bag. Miss Griffin walks in, the door is open, and smiles brightly at both of us, "Good morning, how did you two sleep?" She practically sings. She's always been a happy person, using positive energy for everything even if it's just doing laundry. Elliot grins at her, "I slept fine but Kryton is hungover like hell." he answers just as happily, possibly in their genes.

    I flip him off behind his mom's back to which he replies by sticking his tongue out at me. Elliot eats breakfast while I watch the news with his mother. After he's done we walk over to my house and get on my motorcycle. I dislike cars, confined spaces terrify me so to speak and since my mother figured this out before she died she convinced my father to get me a motorcycle when I earned my license. A promise he kept.

    When we arrived at school we still had a couple minutes for classes so we hung out by our lockers, him talking while I glanced along the crowd, idly counting to sixty in my head while doing so. Disappointed when I reach sixty I continue counting until I finally see his white blond hair which is basically white completely.

    Ninety, he's late or maybe it was my tired mind being slower at processing him.

    He's Zachary White, top student here and all the teachers' class pet. I look him over, he's politely talking to another student, the girl blushing lightly and a little too close. "She must like him." I think idly, sucks for her that he's gay, almost cracking a small smile from the amusement that brought me. -From my sleeping place in the library I hear quiet groans, grumbling quietly I stand to tell them to go fuck elsewhere but rounding the corner I find a very embarrassing sight. They were actually fucking. My face goes bright red as I recognize them both, one is a freshman and the other is Zachary himself, who everyone thought was straighter than a newly made pole. Hearing the sounds of skin slapping against skin and a low husky growl from Zachary while the younger boy whimpers, holding tightly to the table he was bent over. That was the day I realized I was gay. Remembering the embarrassing boner I popped and had to leave school early for.- That was the day I realized I was gay. Remembering the embarrassing boner I popped and had to leave school early for. It was a strange way to realize I'm gay, not to mention embarrassing. I had a feeling I could be gay, it was awkward for more than one reason to change in the boy's locker room so I typically skipped gym or just did it in my normal clothes or arrive late just so I wouldn't have to change in the same room as them. Also with the fact I've never had an attraction towards a girl before. Fortunately my father realized how bad it would be if I had to change with others, considering he's the other reason I can't. So I now have a terrible heart condition so I can't participate in gym or any other activities that involve sports.