CHAPTER 4

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I walked back to the place where I left the green eyed idiot and to no surprise, he was still there.

"Come back for more?" He looked at me and said with a grin.

"N-no!" I said, stuttering stupidly. "I just want to eat here like I always do." I sat down, making sure to leave a good three feet between us, and continued eating my lunch. George was studying me in a way I was not comfortable with. I glared at him "What are you doing?"

"Eating."

"Then why are you staring at me?"

"Just confused I guess." He said, looking away and eating the hamburger he brought. I returned the favor and stared at him this time. I regret it so much. He was pretty muscular, but not to much so that it was gross. Heh, that tight navy blue T-shirt definitely didn't hide much... His hair was messy, but just made him look even more irresistible and the sunlight hit him in the most perfect way. I caught myself fantasizing about those steady hands touching me everywh--- He interrupted my thoughts about him.

"So your gay, right?" He asked, looking honestly curious.

"NO!! I AM NOT! I'M COMPLETLY STRAIGHT!!!!!" I yelled at him.

"Then why exactly are all the guys and most of the girls saying that you are? And why were you looking at me like that?" He said.

"Because everyone in this school hates me, rumors and beating me up are the only way they can show it I guess. And I wasn't looking at you!" Think of an excuse! Think of an excuse!! "I was uhh... looking at that cloud behind you!" I said nervously.

"The sky's completely gray, Axel."

"HOW DO YOU KNOW MY NAME???!!!"

"The teacher said it in first period. Use your head, dummy."

Hmmph. I don't like this kid. Well, his personality anyway.

"So, if your not the guy everyone tells me you are, who are you exactly?" George said, crossing his leg over the other and placing a fist on his chin, looking at me with an amused expression though those dark green eyes.

"Why were you asking about me? Are you a creeper or something?"

"I asked a question first~"

I sighed. "Where do I begin exactly?"

He smiled at me, "Start with the day you were born."

I cleared my throat to start my story.

"It was a dark rainy day on April 15th, my mother had just given birth to me and was slowly bleeding to death. "We cant save her. Even with a blood transfusion, she still won't make it." My father was crying violently and my older sister, who was 4 at the time, was confused why her daddy was crying. I was an extremely small baby and the doctor didn't think I would make it either, I did of course. My mothers limp body was carried out on one of the stretchers. My father looked at her beautiful face one more time and ran a hand  though her dark brown hair that matched mine almost identically. Her face was pale and drained, she just looked asleep but she definitely was not. She was dead."

"My dad had to take care of me and my older sister for six years by himself. Then one day my sister 10 year old sister didn't come home from school, my dad was extremely worried. He called the police and after about a month, her rotting corpse was found on the shore of a river near us. Someone had murdered her and dropped her body in the river."

"My dad was even more depressed now. He became an alcoholic and I had to deal with abuse until I was eleven. He killed himself."

"I stared at his lifeless bloodied body and the pool of red surrounding him, gushing from where he shot himself. I called 911 and said "My dad died." In a calm voice."

"I was adopted by my current family when I was twelve and have been living there ever since. I have an adoptive mom, dad and younger brother but were more like friends. He's fourteen."  

I hadn't realized I was crying until I was done with my story and my face was freezing from the mix of tears and the cold weather.

George stared at me, I don't know if it was with shock or horror. All I knew was that he shut up.

Finally.

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Sorry for the sadness!! Tell me if you like this story though! what do you think about George and Axel? Probably will post next chapter tomorrow! Thanks for reading!

~RW

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