Thoughtfully Forgotten {BxB}

Chapter 9

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3rd P.O.V.

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   "Come on, get out of there before I kick the door in," Emanuel growls, pounding on the tree house door. Sam crosses his arms and turns to face the wall, rather annoyed. "SAM! GET THE HELL OUT HERE, WE HAVE TO GET TO SCHOOL!"

   "G-Go without me, y-you obviously d-don't want me-e n-near you," Sam says, loud enough for Emanuel to hear. Emanuel turns completely red from anger and pounds harder.

    "WELL, THAT OLD MAN IS GONNA BE PISSED IF I DON'T TAKE YOU, SO GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE BEFORE I DRAG YOU!"

   "L-Leave," Sam yells, his eyes getting teary. Why couldn't Emanuel take the hint that he didn't want to be bothered, especially by him.

   "GOD DAMN IT, I'M KICKING THE DOOR IN, IN ONE MINUTE!"

    "YOU OBVIOUSLY HATE ME, SO JUST FUCKING LEAVE ME ALONE! HOW IS THAT SO HARD TO UNDERSTAND," Sam screams, pulling at his hair. The pounding stops and the door handle jiggles and bit before the door slams open. Sam wipes his eyes and continues to ignore Emanuel as he walks in.

    "Why do you think I hate you," Emanuel growls, crossing his arms as he walks in.

    "It's pretty obvious.... You hate how I'm taking over your room... Taking up space in the family.... Got in the way of your relationship.... E-Everything," Sam says, quietly, more tears falling down his cheeks. "Ju-Just go away..."

    "God damn, it. I don't hate you. I barely Tolerate you because I don't know you," Emanuel says, rubbing his forehead. "I am upset that you sent me the video, but not too upset about it because I knew she was bound to cheat anyways... And you're not taking up space or taking over our room. You clean and do the laundry, which is more than That bastard ever did. So get your ass up and to the car before I drag you by your nose hairs all the way to school."

    Sam nods and gets up, making the bed before putting his shoes on and walking with Emanuel to the car. Sam gets into the passengers seat as Emanuel starts the car and drives off towards the school. 

   "Y-You can get out first... Y-You probably don't wanna be seen with me," Sam mumbles, looking down.

    "Get the fuck out of my car, Sam. Let's go," Emanuel growls, opening the door. Sam gulps and gets out, his face a little pink. Emanuel grabs his arm and drags him inside, pushing him to his locker. "Get your shit out and lets go. We have the same fuckin' class."

    "R-Right..." Sam puts in his combination and a note falls out and he picks it up. 

     I think you're really cute... Maybe you could text me?

   XXX-XXXX-XXXX

     - A classmate

    "H-Huh? S-Someone likes me?"

     "Hm.... Lemme check that," Emanuel says, snatching the note. He reads it over and scoffs. "That sly bastard. Don't talk to this guy. I know him."

    "W-Who is he," Sam asks, tilting his head as he grabbed out his bag.

    "A fuckin' stalker, that's who. He probably already has your number saved in his phone. His names Eli, stay the fuck away from him," Emanuel says. "Trust me, you won't wanna get involved with him. Especially with all the shit he does that makes him go to Juvey every month."

   "J-Juvey?!"

    "He's one of those stereotypical bad boy 'hot' assholes who plays with everyone he comes across, even boys," Emanuel says, tossing the note in the trash. "Don't. Talk. To. Him."

   "O-Okay..." Sam nodded and Emanuel shoved him to class and forced him into the seat next to his, making sure that no one else sat by them. Emanuel glared as a tall boy came in, his hands shoved in his pockets and his hood up. He walked right up to Sam and sat in the seat next to him. Emanuel immediately switched seats with Sam, glaring at the boy.

    "You have a lot of nerve showing your face in front of me," Emanuel growls. "Fuck off."

   "That's not a nice thing to say to an old friend," The boy says, smiling. "Come on, Mule."

   "Fuck off, Eli," Emanuel growls, glaring at him.

   "Mule, come give me a hug-" Emanuel stands up and punches Eli in the face, kicking him out of his chair. "Ha... Still aggressive I see..."

    "FUCK OFF," Emanuel growls, stomping on his hand. Eli's hand cracks and he lets out a grunt, immediately pulling his hand to his chest.

   "EMANUEL ANDERSON! OFFICE NOW!" 

   "Tch." Emanuel storms off and Sam gulps, moving more into his hoodie.

   "Finally, I thought he'd never leave us alone." Sam immediately felt sick and stood up, grabbing his bag. He hurries out of the room and after Emanuel, shaking a bit. Emanuel smirks as he notices the smaller boy walking next to him.

   "You could have stayed in class, why'd you come as well," Emanuel asks, sitting in a chair at the office.

    "Th-The guy w-was c-creeping me o-out a bit," Sam mumbles, sitting next to him. They talk for a bit until Emanuel was called into the principals office. Sam was waiting patiently until he noticed Tony walking in. "Tony?"

   "Hey, Kid. Why're you here instead of class?"

    "Some bastard was creeping him out," Emanuel says walking over. "I'm suspended."

    "So I've heard," Tony grumbles. "You wanna come home too, Sam?" 

    The small boy nods eagerly and they all go home.

 The BEd-

EHWAt

sorry, continue-

Bruh my spelling, I meant END *insert sparkles here* and JK les continueee

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    "Upstairs," Emanuel grumbles, grabbing Sam's arm as he started to go towards the back door. He drags Sam upstairs and throws him onto his bed, heading to the bathroom. "I'm gonna shower, don't you dare fuckin' leave to that tree house."

    Sam sighs and lets Emanuel go shower. Sam grabs his old bag full of his clothes that didn't fit and started looking around until he came across something that he was dared to buy in freshman year by Elias.... A fucking Vibrating Dildo with a suction cup at the bottom. Sam immediately blushes and wraps the box in a large shirt, hurrying to put it in his drawer. He slams the drawer shut when he hears the door open.

   "The fuck are you doing? You tryna hide something stupid?" Sam shakes his head. "Go shower." Sam grabs his clothes and goes into the bathroom, only to realize he grabbed the box too. 'Maybe it wouldn't hurt to try it,' he thought. He takes it out of the box and notices a small bottle of strawberry lube inside the box as well. He turns red as he notices the dildo was actually human colored and felt like skin. He undresses himself, making sure to lock the door. He turns on the water and grabs the dildo, kind of nervous to test it out. He never thought he would actually use it, but always kept it in case he wanted to try something. 

    He gulps and pushes it against the wall, right where his hole should be. He grabs the lube and notices that it was to help not get hurt and make it easier to put in. So he smiles and puts a good amount onto his entrance and the dildo before setting it to the side.

   "Should I really be doing this," He mumbles. "What the hell, mind as well try it."