Pretty boy (Nick Sturniolo ff)

Chapter 4

Nick POV

I walk into my room closing my door behind me still trying to process what happened in my head. I was so confused.

The weight of my body fall onto my bed and I just lay there staring at the ceiling.

My finger slowly grazed my lip. His lips were really soft and sweet tasting. I think it was Kieran who kissed me but I'm not completely sure. My vision was blurry so I didn't see his face clearly. I just knew it wasn't Nolan's face, nor lips.

I flipped onto my stomach and dug my face into my pillows.

What am I gonna do?

Benjamin's POV
I dropped the boys off and I drove home. I didn't want to be there. My father was probably drunk off his ass and my mother doing nothing about.

We've had multiple opportunities to get out of this toxic situation but dad has all the money. But I have a job and I told mom that I can get a place for us and support just the both of us. She just refuses to leave him and I don't know why.

I pull up into the drive way, and just sit in the car for a few minutes, preparing myself for what's to come.

I step out and walk to the front door cracking it slowly, stepping inside. the tv was blaring in the distance like usual. 

I walk in, closing the door behind me. I make my way to the living room getting hit with a strong smell of weed.

That smell always makes me sick to my stomach. I go to the stairs and walk up into my room. The smell still lingering, I spray my room with some air freshener hoping for it to do at least something.

I close and lock my door. There's no screaming yet surprisingly. At this point, I'd usually be getting yelled at for absolute nonsense, which I'm used to. It's been going on for years now.

Tho, it was worse when I was a kid. My childhood was never the best if I'm being completely honest.

My elementary years were bad, middle school was even worse. I went through like 3 schools in one year.

High school was better, especially since I'm in the school I'm in now. People actually started liking me, and that's what led me to this point. I'm a straight A student.

I think what made me one of the more popular guys in school was being a part of the football and basketball team, and I had to make a like-able character in that school, also meaning I had to be a complete asshole.

Most jocks there are assholes anyways. I just know that I can't let people know the real me or else I'll end up as a joke.

It may be my senior year but I still have to keep the image I have.

                                  Nick POV

I stretch and yawn in my bed, kicking the sheets off of my body. I squint my eyes barely due to the blaring sunlight in my room. I can hear ruffling come from the kitchen .

I sit up and rub my eyes, trying my best to adjust my vision to the brightness. I look around my room and stand up, going towards my closet, grabbing a jacket since it was a bit cold.