Deepest Desires

Chapter 38 - The big game

Tw - drug use, prostitution, sex with someone under the influence, bullying.

A/N- before I start this chapter I would like to say. if you already don't know because of some of the terms I have accidently used in this book I am British. And I have no fucking clue how American football works. I never intend to go into full detail about the football side of the story because of that fact, but if I do happen to get anything wrong feel free to correct me.

English

Brans pov

"I swear Mercutio is gay" Jackson comments annotating a picture of Mercutio I drew for him

"You don't know that" I laugh leaning over him to make Mercutio's hair slightly more curly.

"Uh yeah I do, I'm gay we can tell" he smiles nudging me. A door opening attracts the attention of the class and causes me to move from leaning over the table to sitting up.

"Do you have those papers?" Mr black, the head of English, asks entering the room.

Mr black is a rather tall man, he's taller than Connor actually which most people aren't. He has rather stern looking eyes with thick shaped eyebrows and he wears glasses. He's quite tanned with a muscular build.

"A-ah yeah here" Mr Morgan smiles looking down as he hands the pile of papers over. I see their hands brush slightly and Mr Morgan's cheeks begin to flare a vibrant pink

"My gay-dar is going off" Jackson whispers in my ear as we watch Mr Morgan's collar slip down slightly revealing a few purple hickeys

"well your gay-dars broken if you think Mercutio's gay" i comment with a smile

"shut up straggot" he says earning a chuckle from me

"Thanks zak" Mr black smiles huskily before exiting the room

"Whos the lucky woman?" Connor points out looking at the hickeys with a smile.

"Uh- I- my" Mr Morgan stutters before turning to face the board "my private life is none of your business Connor"

Connor laughs loudly flipping the page in his book as he had finished it. I wonder who the lucky woman is though, or is Jackson right and Mr black was the one who gave Mr Morgan the hickeys.

guess ill never know

"Here let me just fix your work" I hear Connor whisper and looking over I see him draw a massive line on Oliver's neat paper with a devious smile on his face before pouting and poking Oliver's hand with the pen, drawing a deep line on it too.

'freak' is what I see written onto his hand in the middle of painful stabs of ink.

Asshole

Ava giggles, turned round on her chair to face them "awe don't be upset Oliver, were just being nice"

Ava then goes on to draw a medium sized heart over his work too. Oliver doesn't say anything, he doesn't retaliate instead he just sits looking down slight tears forming in his eyes as Connor continues to write more stuff on his arms.

'poor'

'faggot'

'kill yourself'

'waste of space'

Mr Morgan steps out for the classroom leaving us all alone and leaving Connor to torture poor Oliver. Connor shoves him harshly causing him to almost fall of his chair and grabs his bag opening it and continuing to go through it snapping his pens, pencils and rulers. pouring the ink all over his backpack.