The Lovers Connection: Volume 1

Chapter 15

Rileys POV 11 am:

I was working on my stuff during the middle of class when I thought about this morning. I told Jessie about my problem and now hes probably never gonna leave me alone about it. I think I should’ve lied to him about it. Maybe? I don’t know. I couldn’t keep that to myself anymore. I just hope he doesn’t tell anyone else about it. I don’t want even Fritz or Jules to know. They’re both pretty emotional so I feel like if they knew they’d freak out about it and cry to me. I just don’t want them to worry about me. Jessie on the other hand... He’s... Tough? I guess. So he can sorta handle it. And help. Maybe. Probably not. It’s my dad who’s the problem. He can’t just beat up my dad or something to make him stop. Shit. This is so stupid. I should’ve just keep my mouth shut. “Hey class?” I heard the teacher announce. I leaned in and payed attention. “Friday night is the football game, so make sure to buy your tickets by Tomorrow before they close. Ten bucks per ticket.” She said. I didn’t really care. I didn’t even want to go anyway. Then the bell rain and I just grabbed my stuff and left the room. It’s lunchtime now. I’ll probably try to find Fritz today. I started my walk through the hallway until someone shouted something down the hallway to my left. “Hey! Gay boy!” The voice called out in my direction. I immediately knew who they were talking to, and I glanced over to see who it was. It was Jessie’s Gator crew. Great. They were walking over to me, too. Some of them atleast. “Hey, gay boy~.” The gator that first picked on me said. I rolled my eyes and turned to them. “What?” I asked in a rude tone. “Last time we were talkin, we got interrupted by some dumbass gator thinkin he was all tough and whatnot, that you didn’t get to answer my question.” He told me. I felt disgusted again. He was talking about that thing from last week. “Ha, no.” I replied, about to walk away, but one of the other gators blocked my path. “Oh... I get it now. Thats why Jessie was so jealous.” The guy said. I hated where this was going, but of course I asked, “What?” “Jessie just wanted free head all to himself.” He joked. They all laughed. I just rolled my eyes. “I’m not gay, mate.” I said, trying to play the fake role. “Ha! Not gay? Your dumbass asked out a Junior.” He said with a loud laugh. “I dont know what rumours you heard, but that’s not true. The guy just hated me and made up some fake shit.” I argued, but with a calm tone. “But you still gave Jessie free head. I’m pretty sure that makes you a faggot.” The other gator said. “I’m not gay. And I barely even know who Jessie is.” “Oh yeah? Did yall do any bdsm while you two were together? Cause that scar on your neck really looks like he clawed ya.” My heart skipped a beat and I quickly covered it with my hood. I forgot that was there. “N-N-No that not what-” “Now he’s stutter stepping. It’s true. Kids a fucking faggot, and so is Jessie.” That gator said. But before I could even try to say anything, someone shouted at them. “Hey!” The voice came to my left. I looked to see Jessie quickly rushing over. Oh shit, this is gonna be really weird. “Oh great.” The gator in front of me said. “What the fuck are you guys doing?” Jessie barked at them as he came up, “I told you to leave that kid alone.” “You mean your boyfriend? Sorry jealous, didn’t mean to take away your doll from ya.” The other gator said. “Go fuck yourself, Aiden. I’m not some fuckin’ faggot. I just told ya to leave the fucking guy alone. He doesn’t even fuckin bother you.” Jessie growled at them. Him saying that sentence really hurt me. Like he just stabbed my heart and drained my feelings away from him. “My god Jessie, do you not know how to take a joke?’ The other gator said. “You picking on some fag for no reason. I’m not gonna tolerate that. It’s fuckin stupid.” Now that shattered me. I felt my heart completely break now. He just called me a... I felt like I almost wanted to cry from that. The other gator to my right moved now, so I quickly walked away from the scene and ducked my head. “I’m not some gay fuckin faggot.” “Your picking on some fag...” “... Some fag...” That’s all that played through my head. Some fag. That made me feel terrible. I just left and continued down the hallway to find some spot to sit and be alone.