CHAPTER NINE: fear strikes out[ↂ■■ↂ]ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ sᴀʏ[ↂ■■ↂ]
XAVIER MACKEN CLEANED UP THE BLOOD ON HIS FACE, MUTTERING CURSE WORDS AS HE ACCIDENTALLY PUT PRESSURE ON THE WOUNDS. The blond boy had come home late and received a fist to the face.
Xavier was looking forward to the day that he was eighteen, he'd been saving up money.
[ↂ■■ↂ]ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ sᴀʏ[ↂ■■ↂ]"Xavier! Maybe you could help me." Corey smiles.
"Help with what?" Xavier asked, standing next to their table in the cafeteria.
"Seven minutes in heaven, what am I supposed to do if I can't find her in the dark?"
Xavier looked at the boy, confused as he shook his head. "Talk. Follow the voice."
Corey stares, making both Shawn and Xavier look over at where he is staring something bothers him. "Corey," Shawn speaks.
"What?" The boy yells, being snapped from his thoughts.
"What Eric said, it's not bothering you, is it?" Shawn asked.
"No. Not at all. In fact, I'm going over there right now and tell him how much it's not bothering me." The boy walked over to his brother.
After a minute, Xavier sighed, approached the table, placed his hands on the table, leaning over the empty seat.
"You ate the Beenie-weenie cause-" Eric cut himself off, seeing the familiar leather jacket out of the corner of his eyes, looking over to see Xavier.
"Why is that bad?" Corey asked, looking back and forth at Xavier and Eric. Corey made a face, annoyed that now Eric wasn't answering. "Eric!" He yelled.
"Come on, Corey, don't be so dramatic. It's not the serious." Xavier says.
"Easy for you to say, you've probably kissed hundreds of girls!" The curly-haired boy yelled.
"I'm gay," Xavier told the other.
Corey pauses, looking between Xavier and Eric before looking back at Xavier. "Then you've probably kissed hundreds of guys!"
"I don't know if I should be proud you think I would be able to get that many guys or offended you think I'm a hoe," Xavier replied.
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