Bubble Tea

Periwinkle

Song for the chapter: Hurts so good by Astrid S

Andres' POV:

"Faggot" ,"That cocksucker", "You like to take it up in the ass huh?"
dudes sitting behind me snarkily comment.

I felt my fist clench and out of rage I tore my notes. I restrained my emotions throughout the class painfully, tearful entreaties made my vision blurry. As soon as Mr. Garcia announced break I rushed out of my seat to the parking lot without having any second thought of staying or talking to them, like hell they'd talk to me.

I pedalled as fast as my feet allowed and got away from everyone's sight. When the place was out of sight I slowed down and found a deserted park.
I went there and sat on a swing, tears started forming unconsciously and a warm tear rolled down my cheek. I puled and it turned to muffled screams and I cried my eyes out until no more tears were left. I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket and that took me out of my stance. It was my mum's text about running some errands for her.

It was already 10:30 so I gathered myself together, washed my face with water and left the park. Then I pedalled towards the convienience store and I saw the trio, Harley, Neo and Gunnar. I changed my path and waited in an alleyway for them to leave. I peeked and saw them leave on their motor bike after a whole 10 minutes and I let out a reliefed sigh.

I went to the CVS and grabbed myself some snacks along with the household stuff my mum told me to get. I paid the bill to the part timer and she asked me,

"Hey, did you have a breakup or something because you don't feel like yourself today?"

"Everything's fine" I replied flatly and left.

I went back home and slept for few hours till my alarm woke me up. I had social and literature class left , I questioned myself should I go or not? The voice in the back of my mind were stopping me but I still went.

Nicoli's POV:

Me and my boys were sitting in the back corner until I noticed that fag still showed up. I thought to myself that doesn't he have any shame or self respect left that he still dared to show up. As soon as he stepped in everyone shifted their gaze to him and I snapped my fingers and followed by it my boys started chanting,

" Faggot showed up"
"Cocksucker"

"We turn you on right?"

I said jokingly. He glared at us and sat on the front bench as usual, nerd huh.

 Andres' POV:

As soon as I stepped in people started mocking me, calling me names. I saw it coming but still went. I should have skipped it, should have listed to the voices stopping me but I still came.I felt dumb to be here, dumb for not stopping it the moment it started, dumb for running away. 

I went to my seat and sat feeling empty. The people who I thought were my friends, whom I felt happiest with made me feel the worst. Class started and I opened the book and stared in it blankly. Soon the class ended and I was the first to leave.

I felt stares following me but I ignored it. I felt nothing. Is this how betrayal from the one's you love feel like?

I was about to leave until I felt a tap on my shoulder.

"Hey, listen I just wanna tell you that don't feel like you are alone just because of those homophobes. My friends and I are there, you don't have to stay with those shit-"

"Can you shut up for a while it's annoying" I said agitated.

A/n: Picture credits to the rightful owner.