Sticking with you (bxb)

Chapter 40

Trigger warning: little mention of blood

(This is a long chapter but I assure you that you will love it!!)

Jack's pov.

(Friday morning at school)

I could feel the eyes of everyone on me as I was walking past them. I had heard the happy, angry, sad voices talking but when I opened the door and stepped inside, whatever they were talking about had to stop. I wasn't afraid to look all these kids straight in the eyes. They were whispering different things to each other but I kind of knew what they were saying. I sighed and my eyes moved forward, without leaving their gazes behind. They were still there and were burning holes in the back of my head

I kept walking, looking out with the corner of my eyes. I felt like I needed to be more careful about John. Not that my eyes ran anywhere near him. Now I'm sure that he took more days suspended. But then again he could hide anywhere, waiting for me so that he could take some kind of revenge. I wasn't afraid. I didn't feel my heart beating out of fear nor was I sweating. The reason was the problem. I didn't have a reason to fight him this time and I don't fight without it. All this and I was in no mood to miss out on yet another important game

It was the first time the walk to the locker seemed too long. It felt like the hallways were never going to come to an end. And still the students stopped doing whatever they were doing while I was passing by. I saw a few teachers doing the same. Their eyes brought me back to those movies where you go to a creepy house and as you walk and walk you feel the eyes of all the portraits hanging on the wall watching your every step and breath you take. My footsteps echoed along with a few whispers here and there. I wanted to laugh. How many students and teachers will they do the same? How long will it take them to understand that this is quite uncomfortable?

And I finally reached my destination. I finally reached the end. Seeing my locker and all the books gathered inside reminded me exactly where I am. It wasn't a dream. I will see the guys, Arthur, all of them. Smiling, I ran my hand over all the books that were here. A hand stained with wounds and slightly dried blood and slight bruises that no one was able to see from afar. I examined it a bit before grabbing the right book and hiding my hand away from my eyes

I frowned as with my other hand I carefully touched my face. I didn't need a mirror to see how John had fucked it up. I've been trying to patch it for the past few days. I was tired of seeing my nearly broken nose, the slight red blood that wasn't willing to leave from all my face and lips, my bruises that were trailing up to my chest and arms. I wasn't aching physically, I hadn't for days, lucky me. But I was sick of seeing myself. The only thing keeping me from punching every mirror in front of me was the reminder of why I did all these in the first place. I did it for Arthur and I would it all over again just for him

The sudden sound of my locker closing snapped me out of my thoughts. My eyes darted at the hand which had closed it. A smile formed to my face when the person right in front of me came closer and hugged me tight

"Hey mate"

"Hi Bruce" I said out of breath and patted his back. He let go of me and before I could take a breath another body was thrown to me, laying his hands around my waist and nearly picking me up. I tried to form a few words through my heavy laughing but I couldn't. Only when Gabe decided to let me down and free I was able to greet him

"Hi to you too Gabe. How is it going?" I asked while I turned around to look at them properly

"Fine but boring without you here"

Gabe nodded next to Bruce "and we can't with the coach and the team anymore. They are getting on our nerves" he immediately added

A laugh escaped past my lips. I knew how hard the pro games were before the big one and not having one of your best players training with the rest of the team must have irritated the coach. I won't be surprised if there will be a lot of shouting in today's training