"No one knows about this place, only me really, so I made it my own." Sage grabs Bane by the collar of his shirt and pushes him to sit on a big rock by the water. Bane sees all the small cigarette butts on the sandy earth, "Clear to see he made it his own..." Sage looks at him with a deep and dead look as he heard him speak under his breath. Once they make eye contact Bane gets red and looks away quickly.
"So. What do you want from me?" Sage holds his cigarette with his left hand as he looks for small flat rocks, skipping them against the calm waters as he takes drags every now and then. "W-What?" Bane asks in confusion. "What do you want from me. A simple sentence." "I-I don't want anything from you.." Sage looks at Bane before tossing him a rock "You must want something.
I have never spoken to you, didn't even know who you are and suddenly you come and ditch school with me. So what do you want." Bane catches the rock, standing and taking his bag off, laying it on the ground. He hesitantly steps up to the water and throws the rock, it skipping only once or twice. Bane watches the water ripple before answering "I-I see you a lot and just simply wanted to get to know you..."
Sage takes a long drag of his cigarette, putting his head down and letting the smoke escape from his mouth and rise into the air. "Is that so." Sage slowly nods as he gives Bane that soft response. The two boys just stand and skip rocks before Sage pulls out his phone to check the time, he takes a hit from his cigarette before dropping it on the floor and suddenly walking away. Bane stands there, quickly dropping the rocks he had and grabbing his bag, stepping on his cigarette to put it out before running after Sage "W-where are we going now?" "You'll see, also, tell anyone about that place and you die okay? Okay."
Bane widens his deep brown eyes before nodding vigorously. Watching cars pass by, Sage processes to walk through everyone's lawn while Bane keeps to the sidewalk, walking into a somewhat dark alley way he takes off his bag placing it on the ground before planting his hands on the window of the house, pushing it open he steps back and hops in reaching his hands out "Gimme my bag." Bane quickly grabs the boys bag, once lifting it he almost drops it, realizing how heavy it actually is "come on, you got this skinny boy." Bane finally manages to make it reach Sage, grabbing it like nothing he places it on his bed "Now give me yours." Bane stands there for a second, motionless. "Are you fucking deaf, give me your bag." Trying to not yell at him and keep his temper, Sage takes a deep breathe.
Bane quickly takes his bag off and hands it to the boy. Placing it on the floor by the window, Sage reaches his hands out once more, "Come in, give me your hands and stay quiet." Bane takes Sage's hands, feeling how cold they are, Bane turns a light shade of pink as Sage pulls him through his window. "My father is home so be as quiet as possible." Bane nods, looking around the boys room. Seeing all the band posters, all the clothes everywhere, the blood on the floor and even the bloody tissues. Sitting on the corner of Sage's bed, Bane grabs the remote control and starts playing with his LED's.
Sage looks up and frantically looks over at Bane, knowing his father will see the lights change from under the door, he snatches the control out of his hand but it's to late... A tall built man enters the room, an arm full of tattoos and an intense beard. Sage freezes while Banes eyes widen as he makes eye contact "H-Hi daaaddd..." Sage slowly turns on his heel to face the man "WHY ARE YOU HERE?! WHY AREN'T YOU IN SCHOOL?! AND WHY IS THERE A BOY IN YOUR BED?!" Sage quickly looks at Bane and then looks at his father "I-It isn't what it looks like I swear!" His father grabs his son by the jaw with his massive hands, Sage wincing at the pain of his cheeks against his teeth.
"THIS ISN'T THE WAY I RAISED YOU! WHAT ARE YOU!? SOME KIND OF FAG??!!" "N-NO!" Bane watches the interaction between father and son in horror. Seeing the way Sage really lived made him feel sick. "Y-you smell like cigarettes... HAVE YOU BEEN SMOKING!" suddenly a hand goes across Sage's face with a loud sound. "IS THIS WHERE MY MONEY HAS GONE?! I USE THAT TO PAY FOR YOUR SCHOOL!"
Sage starts to get visibly angry "MONEY?! I HAVE A JOB! AND I GO TO A FUCKING PUBLIC SCHOOL! YOU DON'T PAY FOR PUBLIC SCHO-" Sage then gets thrown across the room hitting the wall, falling to the floor in agony, looking up he sees his father grab Bane, shaking him and manhandled him. Bane terrified he starts instantly pleading "S-Sir it isn't what it looks like I-I promise! We weren't g-going to do anything I swear!" "WHY SHOULD I TRUST A FAGGOT LIKE YOU!" Sage's father suddenly let's go of him as Sage suddenly shoves him, he falls to the ground, Sage quickly grabs Bane's bag and drops it out the window "GO! GO BEFORE HE GETS UP!"
Sage frantically pushes Bane to the window, seeing his nose bleed, his teeth all bloody and fear in his eyes Bane kind of wants to stay, but he climbs out the window Sage quickly shutting it behind him. All Bane can hear is yelling and things being thrown or possibly people being pushed....but he stood there...waiting for Sage.
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Are We Too Young For This?
Ficção AdolescenteSage, A sophomore in high-school who is just barley passing, and Bane, the geek in Sage's classes who is passing with straight A's and has never missed a day of school in his life, ditch school together after Bane gets Sage out of a confrontation i...