My Safe Haven (BxB)

Chapter VI - Co-Exist

Andrew's POV – 19 June 2019 (Wednesday).

I am currently standing in my bathroom, in front of my mirror, staring at the bruise my father had given me a few days before. It's a new day, and I should be feeling refreshed at what could come from this day, but I feel the opposite way.

Simple way to put it, I feel disgusting.

As I analyze my own bruise, I can't help but think of the bruise I had surely given Christian yesterday. Sure, he has a tendency to rile me up, but that did not mean I had to hurt him. I was turning into my father. Just because I didn't get what I wanted at the time I wanted it, I saw fit to resort to violence. I really hate this.

But in all honesty, this isn't all my fault. I was pissed at the fact that it seemed as if I am the only one that made plans to start this project, and Christian isn't doing his part. "But did that mean you could harm him?" my subconscious retorts.

"Urgh!" I groan in irritation, knowing very well that I had no one else to blame but myself.

I walk out of the bathroom, heading straight for my closet to select my attire for the day. I settle on a plain blue t-shirt, black skinny jeans and white air forces. A casual attire.

I trudge down the stairs after wearing my clothes, ready to get started with breakfast. My parents have not returned yet, they haven't even bothered to call me. I guess they were really busy at the firm if they didn't have time to even check up on their only son.

I put a slice of bread in the toaster, and get the orange juice. That's my breakfast, toast and orange juice. I munch on the toast as soon as it is ready, then gulp the juice down in one go, and rush out of the house.

Sunny View High is like a good 15 minutes away from my house, so that gives me 15 good minutes with nothing but my thoughts. Damn, I can't stop beating myself up for what I did yesterday, I don't think I have it in me to even face him.

Today, 15 minutes seemed to go by in a flash. You know I really hate how life operates sometimes. When I'm excited for something to happen, time slows down, but when I am dreading something, time really moves at the same speed as light.

I walk down the halls of this very dull institution, heading to the history class. Yes, I have history for first period every day, except on Fridays. I walk incredibly slow, dreading going to class. I don't even know why I am so scared, Christian is probably going to be late, again.

"Andrew!" Lukas yells from the other side of the corridor. "Andrew, how are you bro?"

"I'm okay man, how are you?" I respond, walking towards Lukas and the rest of guys.

"I'm cool dude. Have you thought about when you're going to have that party?" Lukas asks enthusiastically.

"I'm still thinking about it, I'll tell you soon" I say walking off. This is what it's all about nowadays. I know I said I don't mind that people only paid attention to me once they knew that my bank was full, but I would appreciate it if they showed some care. I mean besides Jeremy, no one bothered to ask about my bruise, not even my girlfriend.

"Make it quick" Lukas says.

As I walk towards the class the bell rings, signaling the beginning of the first period. Oh well, let's get this day started.

As I make my way into the class, I realize how luck really is against me because for the first time in forever, Christian King is early!

I take a seat next to Mr. King himself, his gaze focused to the front of the classroom.