- PROTECTION [BXB] -

- 2: "Hit Me Harder" -

Wesley's POV:

Just as I was looking at him, a hand slammed on my locker, making me snap my head around. There I saw maybe 3 guys just standing, towering over me by just a little.

"Hey fag, what are you staring at?"

Fuck.

Here I am, just absolutely frozen in fear of the guys, saying nothing. Like a complete idiot. This is so fun. Does this sound like a fun time to you?

Go on, answer.

Yeah, no matter the answer, this situation for me is SHIT.

Okay, I won't lie. I was checking Cortez out and maybe I got a little too greedy and looked a little too long. He just looked amazing, I couldn't help myself. But I am really about to pay for it now. Honestly, I probably deserved it for slipping up like that.

"I- uhh.." I just blank. What a bad time to blank, I usually have a response or answer to almost everything just incase.

"The Rainbow doesn't have an answer now?" One of the 3 guys said. I think his name was Erik. I honestly don't know but I'll probably find out later.

"How nice, this'll make beating his ass much more fun." I think the one that said that was Bryan. I recognize him more because of how persistent he is with giving me hell.

"I'm gonna have a lot of fun making him talk." The smallest guy, Thomas, said creepily while putting on a weird grin. I hated him the most because he just gives off all the red flags of either a rapist or molestor. I can't put my finger on an exact one.

"Hey, Cortez!" Erik called out to Cortez, who was just now putting on his shirt. "The fag was staring at you, come over and beat his ass for fun!"

Oh NO. No, no, no, no, no. Literally if it was anybody but Cortez, I'd have a chance at survival. Even if I run away from him, he'd still catch my ass somewhere around campus and beat me.

Oh God, wherever you are, please don't let this 21 year old muscular man beat my ass please. I want to live and I want to have a life. I also have a dog at my dorm room, he needs someone to feed him and walk him, and he's really my only source of exercise besides Coach Falcon.

"I just want to go sit down." Cortez said, sounding really annoyed with the tone of his voice. "Leave him alone and let's go. Now."

...

Holy shit.. That last word had so much anger behind it, it made all three of the boys just freeze up in fear. I'm happy he told them to leave me alone, but I don't know if I can feel happy with how forceful that 'Now' was. I just feel even more freightened. I've never heard him like THAT before.

It was kind of hot, but I was still scared.

Cortez walked out of the locker rooms and the three boys started to follow him. But Thomas turned around to me, and grabbed my shirt collar. Oh god, what now.

"This isn't over," he said forcefully. "I swear to you, I'll make you scream one day." He, once again, has the most creepiest grin ever. He let go of my collar and walked out.

I need some kind of cleansing after that because I just feel gross. Something's up with him and I do not want to find out whatever it is. Or be the potential victim of it. I, finally, put my bag in the locker and just walk out. Not the best to my plan, but we're moving on.