LUCID FEVER (boyxman)( boyxboy) ( mpreg)

Wavering bonds *Chpt 2*

Pic of Cane..played by Thomas Beaudoin...yummy!!

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Sora's POV.
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To say exactly what I was feeling, I would have to know what I was feeling right? But I couldn't because I did not know.
I don't know for how long I just sat and stared at the empty spot HE had been in, that morning, after HIS little adult speech. I want to believe however, that shock was the most popular emotion throughout that ordeal.
Even when I rose slowly, dressed and walked out of his apartment like a trained robot, I still couldn't comprehend exactly what had happened.
But the words he spoke, stuck in my brain and was replayed over and over, till up to today, Monday.

Let's be realistic here, it was no more than a one night stand. It happened to a lot of people. I wasn't heartbroken because I wasn't in love with the man. So why did I feel more than just shock when he said those words? Why was there a tight gripping at my heart after the closing of the door when he walked out?

Maybe it was because of guilt. Yes it had to be. When I had arrived home, dazed and confused, I was greeted by a note on the fridge written by my dear sister. She explained something urgent at worked had happened and had to fly out immediately to France, and she wouldn't be back for two weeks at the least. She also said she'd call later when she arrived and was settled in her hotel. It wasn't unusual for her to do this, and normally I would be sad about her absence. But this time I felt so much relief, that I sank to the ground and bawled my heart out. I wouldn't be able to face her.

Up to today, the guilt and disgust I felt for my self was eating me up.
I was feeling guilt because I had slept with my sisters fiancé. Om my god! My fucking brother in law. He cheated on my beloved sister! With me!!! Ugh.
Granted it was a mistake, but still...what would Treena say if she found out ? Would she hate me? Would she-

"SORA! Stop biting your lips like if they're food and pay attention!!! " the deeply aggravated baritone voice of my best friend Hayton said.
I snapped my head in his direction giving him a sheepish smile.
"Sorry" I mumbled.
He squinted his dark brown eyes scrutinizing my face and possibly my tired eyes. Screwing up his face he asked softly, a stern look on his face,
"What happened?" Was all he said to me. Eyes daring me to not answer truthfully.

I stared at him. Longingly. I wanted to tell him. He's my fucking best friend and I couldn't tell him! I mean , I don't know about most people but isn't sharing the fact that you lost your virginity something you should be squealing about with your best friends? Sharing whether it was good,painful or absolutely awful? Laughing at little things like nervousness or some random words you stuttered because of naive-ness?
But I couldn't. Because of a certain someone. It hurt. I wanted to share my experience with the only person I considered a brother.
At times like this, I guess a poker face and a lie is the best. Right?

Sighing, I straightened from my slouched position. We were sitting under the bleachers, during our lunch break as always. One of the reasons being that it was calming and less populated. Turning my body fully to Hayton, I looked him in the eye.

"Ok, there is something wrong. Very wrong. However it's also a once-in-a-lifetime situation." I wasn't going to lie to him. He'd know straight away and ignore me for at least a week until I told him. He raised a bushy eye brow .
"Well?" He asked intending for me to continue.
"Welllll...icanttellyouyetbecauseaceratiansomeonetoldmenotto." I flushed out quickly.
He stared blanked face. This time he raised both eyebrows. Ugh. Those were worse than a moms-hands-on-hip scene.
"I can't tell you yet because a certain someone told me not to?" I cringed. Even to my ears that sounded awfully stupid.

Hayton stared at me. I gulped. He stared. I fidgeted. He stared. I cracked a half smile. He still stared.
"Urghhh say something already!!!!" I exclaimed annoyed and worried.
Finally his face relaxed and he let out a sigh.
"Whatever" he mumbled. He was angry. I could tell. "Did you do Ms. Chertowski's essay?" He changed the topic.
"Hayton!!!" I whined. "Don't be like that!"
"Like what?" He asked innocently.
"Like THAT!" I exclaimed. He looked at me with an annoyed expression.
"Well until you can get 'permission' from WHOEVER, Don't even bother me on the topic. I mean since when did you take orders to keep things from me??? What are you? Someone's slave? We never keep things from each other Sora! NEVER! " he was hurt.
I could tell. Before I could say anything the bell rang indicating that lunch was over. Hayton jumped to his feet, grabbing his bag and garbage, and stomped away from me.

Sighing dejectedly I got to my feet,did the same and walked slowly out of the bleachers. Towards the school. It was all his fault! That stupid, dumbass, stuck up ugggh!! Why did I ever think that he was sweet and suited for my sister?? He was mean and unfaithful!!! He was, he was...my next class teacher. Great, I thought sourly.
With slumped shoulders, I trudged to my next class.

Halfway there I remembered that I didn't have my pencil case, cursed, swung around only to hit a brick wall...also called Greg Yearwood, also called my personal stalker , who claimed to be straight yet always found an excuse to be next to me. Sighing I stepped back and shrugged his arm off in his attempt to "steady me" . Sure .
"Well if it isn't the cutie-pie queer" he sneered down at me. Of course this was your stereotypical, "big-jock-bullies-little-gay-boy". Except, I'd have to thank the heavens that it never got physical. Letting out another sigh, I maneuvered my way around him, ignoring him completely. I was almost free, when his hand shot out and roughly pulled me back in front of him.
"Hey I'm talking to you fag!" He growled down at me.
I snapped.
I seriously had enough for today.

"Oh will you grow up already?? Queer? Fag? Oh come on even my dog can do better than that! What is with you?? Huh? Can't you just leave me alone already? I've got no time for your childish ranting!! Okay? Go be the stupid, uneducated jock that your meant to be! Or better go play like little dogs with your friends! Oh wait, I forgot, you don't have friends! Because your just a dumb jackass, THAT NOBODY WANTS AROUND!!! " I screamed at him.

Breathing heavy, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. When I opened them I realized people had stopped and stared, the few that were out of class that is. Feeling more calm, I looked at Greg. My heart literally stopped. For the first time ever since I've known Greg, I saw expressions I never thought I would. Pain. Hurt. His jaws were clenched as he gritted his teeth. His steel grey eyes bore into mine, and I saw the depth of that pain. It went beyond embarrassment .It went beyond my words. It went beyond his age.
A sharp sting clinched my chest. My eyes widened, and my mouth parted.
"Greg I-"
" What's going on here?" A deep, gentle yet stern voice asked.
I spun around and guess who? I'm pretty sure you can guess right? That's how messed up my situation was right now.
It was none other than.....
Mr. Starkov ,
a.k.a my Maths teacher,
a.k.a my brother-in-law,
a.k.a the man I slept with two nights ago.

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Short chapter. Sorry for the terribly long wait. Stuffs happening though! Yeah.
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P.s
If anyone doesn't mind, can someone please volunteer to do a proper cover photo for me?
Please?
Thank you.
*this will be removed when I get one *
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