Discoveries

POV THARN - Doubt

I was at the wheel of my car, Type next to me and Champ behind me. Normally, when there's only one extra person in the car with Type and me, it's Techno. However, today is not a normal day, I'm not usually waiting for a high school student when I get out of class, let alone someone I've had to see once or twice at the most.

I can hear Type mumbling next to me, apparently it brings back memories, I can't understand what he's implying, no matter how hard I try. Who could he have been waiting for in front of a high school? Champ is also in his thoughts, but is silent. If I understand correctly, the night after Techno spent at our house, he went to Champ's house. That's when Techno confessed everything to him.

Speaking of Techno, even though he's still not great, he seems to be getting better. I think that talking about the incident, understanding that he is not the one at fault, has done him good. As with Type, he told me that when his two friends explained to him that they loved him the way he was with his little blows to the back of his head, he felt a weight come off his shoulders.

It was the sound of the car door that took my mind off it, the students were starting to leave the building. Type was already out of the car, and Champ soon followed him. I went out after them and landed next to Type, I wanted to put my arm around his waist and bring him closer, I was afraid that all this story would bring back bad memories for him. However, before I could make a move, Type had already got out of the car and spotted Kengkla next to Technic.

We got closer to them when they were a little further away from the establishment. Type was the one who led the discussion, I don't know how Kengkla could have believed him when he implied that he would let him court Techno if he managed to convince him. Type forgive Kengkla? That will never happen, not even in 1000 years.

We were now in the park next to the school, in a secluded corner to have a conversation out of sight. Type and Kengkla were facing each other, while Champ and I were a bit further back, ready to step in at any time. Surprisingly, Type gave Kengkla a chance to tell his side of the story. Perhaps, he thought he would feel bad and apologize, after all he had asked Technic to speak with his best friend.

Kengkla's answer left me speechless: "He's my boyfriend now". Sleeping once with a person doesn't mean you're going out with that person; I know what I'm talking about. We would have become a couple, with Type, 6 months before the official date. Champ, just like Type, squeezed the dots, I was getting closer directly, even though he is less violent than at one time, Type is not an innocent sheep. And even if I should have had trouble blaming him in this situation, I don't want Kengkla to have anything to complain against Type.

"That's not what he told me, and to be boyfriends, both parties have to agree; otherwise it doesn't work. Let me rephrase my question, what did you do at Techno that night?", Kengkla had no interest in repeating his last sentence, Champ also seemed to be about to jump on him.

"We slept together, he's older than me, he has to take responsibility", at least he hadn't repeated himself. I hope he will have bruises on his back, to remember the meeting he just had with the tree. Type had pressed him against it with a certain force, I must say.

"You're kidding me, you're the one who took advantage of him, you were sober that day, not him. It was you who initiated the thing. And from what he told me, you're a guy, you can't get pregnant, so what fucking responsibilities are you talking about?", I tried for a moment to imagine if Type had got pregnant after the first time we had done it without a condom, which was only our second time. Type with a three-year-old brat... Strange, and certainly not the time to think about it, Champ was now next to the other two. I placed myself behind Type, the safest place to hold him if ever, without taking an unwanted blow, and put a hand on his arm.