Stay (Mxmxmxb)

Chapter 6

    Fucked up my wrist, possibly fractured, so my updates might be even slower, plus school starts soon so like yeah, have fun with this slightly longer than normal chapter.

     It's next week and I'm being returned to school, all symptoms from the concussion having disappeared now. The week was relaxing enough, I didn't get in trouble so I was excluded from any punishments I could have gotten. To say I rested would be an understatement as well, I was sleeping almost the entire time, though I would get up every now and then to fix myself a meal. Father had gone on a business trip the day after I went to the hospital and wasn't supposed to be back until Wednesday.
   Still, I reluctantly get up from my alarm. Picking out a random outfit and throwing it on before doing my bathroom business. I get a call from Elliot as I'm walking out of the door, answering it with a quiet "Yo." to which he enthusiastically starts talking about classes and what I missed. I hang up after telling him I'm on the way, still tired despite how much I've been sleeping.

    Once I arrive at school I almost immediately get in a fight, a guy thinking since I had a concussion last week I was weak enough for him to walk over. Nice nurse trip for him. Seeing Zachary walking towards me with Xavier in tow I decide a retreat is necessary, giving the groaning kid to his friends before disappearing down the hallway. Though unfortunately everyone seems to think I'm in a bad mood and are pressing against the walls to avoid brushing against me. "Emo boy! Let us catch up. For someone who was recently in the hospital you sure can walk fast." Xavier calls amusedly as he gets closer, almost jogging. I grumble under my breath but stop in the middle of the hallway, turning back to look at them. "What?" I call back, my mask rising up unconsciously.

   They don't reply until they arrive beside me, Xavier grinning and ruffling my hair playfully, "I heard you already got in a fight." I shrug in response before glancing at Zachary and then looking away, having found his eyes already looking at mine. "So want to hang out after school today? Heard you live in a mansion and I want to have a look. Never been friends with a rich kid before after all." Xavier laughs as he slings his arm around my shoulders, my back having healed up enough that it didn't hurt. Mostly all the bruises are already gone. I try to avoid it but end up bumping into someone else, all three of us ending up falling since Xavier had tried to catch me.

   I open my eyes to see a small feminine guy underneath me, bright innocent blue eyes and soft light blonde hair, his legs on either side of my hips and his small hands on my chest, attempting to hold me off him. Then a heavy weight against my back, "This is almost arousing. I could fuck you and you could fuck the small twink?" Xavier chuckles into my ear, wrapping an arm around my stomach and reaching his other arm out to gently rub his thumb over the said twink's soft lips. Twink then whines and hides his face with his hands, squirming and unfortunately starting to make my body react. "Xavier, get off. Fucking pervert." I growl at him but not angrily. He laughs but gets off, not before grabbing the twink's legs and pulling him closer to me which made me hard. "Xavier, I swear I'll break your damn arm!" I snap, my face going red in embarrassment and anger.

   Xavier laughs even louder as he uses Zachary as a shield when I stand, growling under my breath as I glare at him. Then he looks down and smirks, "Awh, is the Emo boy horny?" he teases, leaning smugly onto Zachary's shoulder. I growl and stalk over to him, Zachary chuckling quietly in between us before reaching over to pet me. I don't dodge fast enough and find myself quickly forgetting why I'm mad as I lean into his hand. Though I still punch Xavier when he moves closer, making him grunt in pain and surprise before chuckling, throwing his arm around my shoulder.

    Zachary studies me idly, "You could go take care of your problem real quick. You must be pretty backed up to react to a guy rubbing against you." he lightly states and I'm immediately uncomfortable. "I don't like masturbating." I grumble as I shrug off Xavier, avoiding both of their eyes as I start walking, doing my best to ignore my painfully obvious erection in these tight jeans. I furrow my brows as I start thinking of ways to go soft, I could go back in the past but I might have another panic attack, I could think of my father raping me but I'll be flinching from everyone for the rest of the day. I prefer to flinch than have a panic attack though so rape it is.