It didn't take long for us to regroup with Timber on our way to the lockers, but something seemed off. Onyx and the twins were snickering on the other end of the hallway.
Me: what do you suppose that's about?
Simon: I wouldn't waste my energy trying to figure it out syril they're not worth it.
We reached out lockers and something sank inside me, the door wouldn't budge ... until it did.
Me: ugh! Paint! Seriously?!
Simon and Timber looked equally annoyed at the notion, luckily our books weren't covered in paint, but we were. We grumbled as we grabbed our bags and headed for the boys locker room. A choir of laughter followed us as we went.
After rummaging the lost and found we finally picked out some semidecent shirts and went to work changing. I had just pulled my top on when a flash of white caught my attention. Simon wrists.
Quickly I darted my eyes from the bandages to Timber and he tugged on his shirt a little too fast. A soft smile reappearing on his lips afterwards.
Silence hung over us as we tried to come up with something to say.
Me: it was Onyx
Timber: I have no doubt
Simon: but why? We did nothing wrong.
Me: idk but imma find out.
YOU ARE READING
Tainted By Love
AcakBrookham school for boys sees a tragic twisted love. when Syril falls for his bully and his bestie.
