Chapter 13

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Boun POV

I was dying, not because those buffaloes gave me a couple of punches in a fight. But because I saw Prem getting beat up in front of my own eyes. I don't know where I got that courage from, I've never been involved in a fight before, I'm meant to walk on the ramp like my mom not get into street fights. But I couldn't just stand there and see my love in pain, there were four of them, I punched and kicked every single one of them, I got hurt in the process as well, but when I saw Prem laying there unconscious, I lost all my shit and was so angry, I didn't give up I beat them up until they bled and when they knew I wasn't going to stop until I killed them they ran. With blood and sweat dripping from my head and I ran to Prem's side, I tried waking him up, but he didn't get up. I called an ambulance but I just couldn't sit and wait. I carried him in my arms and ran till the gate. 

After that, I was in trouble, damn I was in so much freaking trouble. Those cows called the cops on me, my parents were called, I was arrested, but I didn't go down alone, I dragged those buffaloes along with me. They were arrested with me as well, but since we were all under age they didn't press charges, we were only locked up until our parents showed up. Honestly, I wasn't scared to go to jail, I was more scared of my mom. I shuddered at the thought of how whopped I'm gonna get. 

As expected, I was grounded, no phone, no games, no school, no internet, absolutely nothing. At Least I got to inform Arthur before they seized my phone,  the boys and Sammy should be taking care of Prem, that's the only thing that makes me feel rest assured, but... I wish I was there with him, I wish I am taking care of him. I did not tell anything to mom and dad, while mom was always snappy at me dad just didn't speak. One day after I was healed of the little wounds and bruises I got from the fight I spoke to them. It started from why I did that, and then it proceeded to why I would care about some random boy and that's when I revealed to my parents that I am gay and he was not any random guy and I love him. I cried, my parents saw me cry after a really long time, they were stunned, but they immediately accepted me. There were a lot of tears of joy shed and a lot of chuckles of relief spread. Hugs, kisses, Forgiveness, it was just too beautiful. 

The next day I went to school, all I wanted was to see Prem, but I stood in my tracks a moment before I could enter, I felt ashamed. I felt guilty. What right did I have to go to him now? I did nothing to take care of him, I did not stay with him when he was hurt. This is all my fault, if only I came a little early I could have stopped this whole thing from happening. I was the one to make him weak, I tortured him in the name of the practice, only because I wanted to spend more time with him. I don't deserve him, I entered the room and I saw him, he saw me, I immediately looked away. I don't deserve him, it's all my fault. 

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"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Dylan yelled, his voice resounded in my room.

" You neither come to class regularly nor do you eat properly, swimming? Don't even bother, you don't even look on that side. You hardly hang out with us now... Why would you do that" Ben yelled as well. 

" I just don't feel that good," I said in a glum voice. 

" We know that and that's why we want you to tell us," Dylan said 

" what's going on ?" Arthur entered. 

" Arthur, do you know what's going on with his crack-head? You know, right?" Ben asked Arthur. 

Arthur just looked at me helplessly, he knows, he knows that I'm going through a rough patch because of Prem. But he did not tell anything because he felt that it wasn't his place to tell, but partly I wished he revealed to my friends that I am gay and I love Prem. But he wouldn't, I have to do that all over again. Coming out to Arthur was easy because he came out to me too, the situation made me come out to my parents and my parents being the cool and open-minded people accepted me. But I really don't know how Dylan and Ben will take it. I know the same question is running in Arthur's head and that is why he hasn't said anything yet. 

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