L0ve me Chr0nica11y /// boyxboy/yaoi

Ch.3 /// The taste of alcohol

I'm not sure how I got home that night, but I did. The days after the party I did nothing but sleep. My head was entirely empty, but so full at the same time. I didn't even have to get up to feel my whole body hurting. So I slept, drank something, ate and went to sleep again. That was my weekend.
On the following monday, my alarm clock woke me up in the morning. For awhile I laid there, debating if I was gonna go to school today. I still felt drained and way too ashamed to see anyone. Ashamed of being so naive. If I just had stayed home that evening, nothing would've happened. I wouldn't be full of bruises again. I wouldn't have been humiliated like this. But no, of course I trusted that one person on earth that should never trust.
With a sigh I got up, rubbing my tired eyes. Staying home with my sister asking questions wasn't any better, so I quickly got up, throwing myself into the comfiest hoodie I had and grey sweatpants.
I haven't been beaten like this in awhile, so my bruises seemed to hurt more than usual. Even after the weekend. You might wonder how none of my teachers ever cared about my bruises. Well, they did at first, but as soon as Adonis manipulated them into thinking I get into fights with everyone by myself all the time, they despised me instead. Of course they talked to my parents about it, but those didn't give much of a damn and told my school to take care of it on their own. Not suprising.

When I entered my classroom, I instinctively kept my head down. I knew they all were staring. I didn't need to look up to be certain of that.
I sat down, trying my best to not listen to the quiet chattering I was sure my name was spoken out in.
The lesson began, but I honestly wasn't able to focus. Seing Adonis in the corner of my eye made me remember his expression at the party. He looked so full of hate and malicious joy the whole evening, but not at the end, when the group practically waterboarded me. Or at least it wasn't visible in his face that moment. He looked sort of confused and maybe a bit shocked? But of what? At the end it were all his ideas, right?
The lesson didn't get any more interesting, so I sooner or later left to use the restroom.
I didn't bother to actually go there though and instead leaned against some wall, gazing into the sky.
On some days like these there had always been the quiet wish of not existing. Not quite dying, rather to just not be there for awhile. It was a strange feeling, one I probably shouldn't have had, but at least pretending to be all by myself, without any responsibilities for a moment, made me happy. No bullies, no school, no need to do anything at all, just me existing. That's all I wanted sometimes.
I wasn't able to enjoy that thought for long though, as I soon heard footsteps coming closer.
"Skipping school, huh?" I heard a painfully familiar voice say and I was pushed backwards. "What the fuck do you want now?!" I huffed, a quite pissed look on my face. "You to stop being a pain in my eyes" he gritted through his teeth and hit my face. I was pushed againand this time, I fell, my head hitting the wall.. "Ack-.."
I glared up to him, clenching my fists in pain. "Now you dare to beat me up again, huh? Still not good enough to make me need an ambulance" I scoffed with a cold laugh. That was the truth. No matter how bad he fucked me up before, it never ended up so bad that I had to give the hospital a visit.
"Oh you little-!" Adonis gave me the death glare and practically threw himself on me, violently wrestling with me. A few more hits landed on my body until I gave up trying to get out of his grip. He raised his fist, ready to direct another punch right into my face. He glared at me, and stopped. Heavy breaths of anger filled the air. Silence.
Once again, Adonis looked confused, but in a much more aggressive way than last time. Why didn't he hit me again?
"Fucking bastard" he mumbled out of sudden, and got up. He walked away, out of nowhere.

The rest of the day Adonis was suprisingly quiet during all lessons. I heard how a few asked him questions, but he just didn't reply. I, in the meantime, was still wondering about the situation near the restrooms. I just couldn't make sense out of it.
When I left school, I couldn't see the blonde anywhere. Now, after all this, I once again after two weeks felt the need to look out for him, ready to be beaten up.
But he wasn't there.
My afternoon proceeded suprisingly normal. I did my homework, got some food, cleaned my room and enjoyed my free time.
Enyo and I watched a movie and for once didn't fight like we would most of the times we saw eachother. She was much older than me and worked in a little café nearly the whole day, but when she was home, I happened to always have a shitty mood and turn away from her.
Today we finally got to enjoy our sibling time again.

In the early evening, I went out for a walk. Though I didn't go out often around this time, I loved sunsets. They always managed to make me smile a little, even on bad days. Beside me, there were only a few separate people walkimg dow the streets, so there was no one to bother me. Well, at least that's what I thought.
As I was walking I noticed quiet steps near me over and over again, but I didn't look behind. My gut feeling told me it's probably just another lonely soul having a walk, just like me.
But as soon as I crossed another block if houses, all of sudden, someone pulled me into a tiny alleyway. I gasped, but it happened way too suddenly for me to react fast enough. A little yelp of panic escaped me, but as fast as I opened my mouth, it was silenced too.
Finally, I took a look at the person that attacked me.

I got to tell you, I wasn't even suprised when Adonis' dark eyes met mine.
But this evening his eyes didn't look as sharp as they usually did. They didn't pierce my soul in two, rather did they have an uncertain and fragile touch.
I remained silent, for once too scared to say a thing.
Was he gonna hurt me again? But more importantly, why was he there? How did he know I was there?
"Hey nerd" he spoke with a low voice and I immediately knew he must have been drunk. Not just from the blundering sound of his words, but also because of his very noticiable smell. "What a coincidence to see you out here, I've just thought of you"
A concerned look formed on my face. Why would he have thought of me?
Adonis observed me with a cheeky grin and I unsuccessfully tried to push him further away from me. We were close, too close. He trapped me right inbetween him and the cold wall behind me.
"Get off me-!" I hissed towards him, but he just tightened his grip on my wrists.
"You know, you looked quite cute at my party" the blonde whispered and I froze. "Pathetic to think of you as cute, but your clothes did suit your petite body" he murmured.
I cringed at his words. What was he saying? Had he forgotten I am a boy? Or did he perhaps forget that I am me?
"You don't make sense" I muttered, my voice shaky from disgust and fear. "Hit me or something, I don't care, but let me go finally!"
The second sentence came out louder than intended.
Adonis didn't bother and instead laid his finger on my mouth. "Shhh.." I couldn't believe what would happen next.
The boy cupped my cheeks, harshly, but without enough force to make it hurt.
He leaned in and kissed me.

It paralyzed me, made me overthink everything Adonis had ever done to me, but I'd be lying if I said I didn't enjoy it.
Though he tasted like alcohol, the kiss made me feel warm, almost as if toxin was flowing through my entire body. It send a cold shiver down my spine.
I hated everything about him, but when his dry lips met mine, I think it addicted me. I felt like he could kiss away all the bruises he had drawn on my body.
I let it happen. As the hand of mine, that previously tried to push Adonis away, weakened too, I kissed him back.

After that, nothing had ever been the same again.