Creekington High's Pretty Boy (BXB)

NINE

Two weeks later...

It's that time of the year. Thanksgiving.

Most families have a turkey, ham, casseroles, and pumpkin pie. My family, not so much. We actually have junk food on Thanksgiving.

Ma thinks that it's wrong to celebrate, which I agree. The way Native Americans were treated is not something to celebrate. So to combat that, we have a bunch of junk food instead. Growing up my peers used to think it was odd. But I enjoy this more then I believe to enjoy the typical American Thanksgiving.

I am excited to go home. I miss Ma. I have not seen her since she dropped me off. Despite my efforts, she would not allow me to go down. Telling me to "Focus on those grades. I'm fine, baby, promise." Her words did not assure me. If anything, it worried me more. Why? Ma doesn't like to tell me when something is wrong. It's really frustrating.

She always says that it is not my place to be worried. But I am. Whether she admits it or not I take care of her. I wouldn't have it any other way. I think there is guilt for me being the son taking care of my mother. However, there should not be. I would not have it any other way. Ma has sacrificed so much for me, how could I not do the same?

I left out a strangled cough, finishing folding my clothes. Over the past few weeks I have developed a bit of a cold and Grey will not get off my ass either. "You should get that checked out, dumbass."

"Not pretty boy?" I asked with a raised brow

"Well you aren't pretty when you are being dumb. Just go to a fucking doctor."

I rolled my eyes, not bothering to answer him. I knew it would only end in a fight. Something I am tired of doing with him. He has been grumpy this past week. So this has caused multiple fights. Some were pretty nasty. He even left to walk to class on my own a few times.

My feelings for him were still just as confusing as before. I find comfort in his touch. Yet fear in his words. I get jealous when he goes off to fuck that teacher. Yet I get happy when he leaves me alone.

"When are you leaving?" He asked, sounding disappointed

"Whenever the lovebirds are ready." I sighed, zipping up my bag, "You?"

"I'm not."

His statement startled me. I stopped focusing on packing and stared at him for a few moment. Grey kept his gaze to the ground.

Does he not have a family? Is he spending Thanksgiving alone? Is he an orphan?

All the questions ran through my head. Yet I didn't mutter any. Instead, I said, "Why?"

Grey opened his mouth, almost giving me a response until the lovebirds entered the room with their bags. Jared smiled up at Joey with loving eyes.

The sight alone brought a smile to spread across my lips. Jared had always wanted someone to love him. He didn't get it in his father, mother, or any family in that matter. He had me and Ma, sure, but Joey deserves so much more than that.

"Ready?" Jared asked

"Yeah."

The couple was the first to leave the room, I followed behind them. Pretending to be unaware of Grey's piercing gaze. I knew if I looked back I would end up staying.

The thought of Grey not having a family, tore me apart. If I looked back I would stay with him. Which I cannot do. My Ma needs me. She's been delaying multiple weekends for us to come down. I fear what she is going through.

Family is first.

I soon caught up with Joey and Jared and made my way into the bus filled with rowdy boys. The school provided a bus for us to take to the nearest train station, bus station, or airport. Me and Joey decided to take the bus.