Leather Dreams

eleven| bum

- Saturday -

We were all sitting down, minding our business when Vernon finally walked back into the library, pushing Bender forwards in a rather aggressive manner. He kept shoving him towards his seat and it took a lot of self restraint not to let my mouth run free.

But what does that even do? Except get me more detentions? I can't win against someone like Vernon, not when he holds so much fucking power and authority in this school.

Asshole.

"Get your stuff, let's go! Mr. Wiseguy here has taken it upon himself to go to the gymnasium. I'm sorry to inform you, you're going to be without his services for the rest of the day." Vernon stated, watching Bender carefully take a seat at his place to gather up his things.

"B-O-O H-O-O!"

"Everything's a big joke, huh Bender? The false alarm you pulled, Friday, false alarms are really funny-"

What false alarm?

"-aren't they? What if your home... what if your family-" There was a beat of silence, Vernon trying to think of something that would make Bender care.

"What if your dope was on fire?" Vernon asked, feeling satisfied with his answer but knowing Bender, he already had an answer ready to spit out.

"Impossible, sir...It's in Johnson's underwear."

A snort came out of Andrew, which had me also laughing but more quietly. I didn't need Vernon's attention to be redirected towards me because heaven knows he'd find a way to blame me for Bender's recklessness.

"You think he's funny? You think this is cute? You think he's bitchin', is that it? Lemme tell you something. Look at him, he's a bum." Vernon said, pointing and looking directly at Bender.

My breath caught in my throat when John and I made eye contact, I could see the hurt and the pain in his eyes even if his face didn't show it. I could tell he felt every single word Vernon was telling him into account.

"You wanna see something funny? You go visit John Bender in five years! You'll see how God damned funny he is!" Vernon added while chuckling and shaking his head as if he had just said the funniest shit ever.

"What's the matter, John? You gonna cry?"

"Leave him alone, Dick." I said, not being able to stop myself. Especially after seeing John pick at his jeans and bite the inside of his mouth to not say anything.

"B.." Brian whispered but stopped himself when Vernon made his way towards our table. Plopping just two hands in front of me and leaning his face so close that I could smell coffee on his breath.

"I suggest you shut your mouth, Ms Collins." Vernon warned me.

"And I suggest you stop antagonizing kids because your own life is going to shit-"

"That's another Saturday, missy." He said, his face turning red while I glared at him.

"No one stands up to you because you give detention that get stamped on our permanent records. No college would ever want my dossier but I don't care. You can't shut me up, Dick." I said right back in his face, physically stopping myself from standing up from my seat by sitting on my hands.

"What are you trying to prove, Collins? That you're as much of a bum as Bender? That you're no better than your daddy ever was? That you'll end up in jail like his sorry ass did."

"You don't get to use my daddy against me, Dick! How bout I start talking bout your momma, huh?" I told him with a smirk as smoke literally came out of his ears. He was ready to tear me to shreds with the way daggers were so prominent in his eyes.

"You little-"

"Stop bothering her, asshole. She ain't do nothing but tell you the truth." Bender intervened, bringing back Vernon's attention on himself as I took a breath in. I wanted to get up and knock the living shit out of Vernon. My hand was itching to hit him, and I almost did if it wasn't for Brian taking a hold of my hand and squeezing tightly.

"You. Let's go." Vernon said before grabbing Bender by the shoulder.

"Hey keep your fuckin' hands off me! I expect better manners from you, Dick!" Bender stated, his arm pushing Vernon away from him before sending me a small nod.

The two of them began walking towards the front of the library. Bender took his sunglasses out of his pocket and laid them on Andrew's table, he had a grin plastered on his face that told me he was going to say some stupid shit.

"For better hallway vision!" He stated while Vernon shoved him forwards for what felt like the billionth time. Though Bender didn't seem to care and simply turned around, walking towards me.

"What are you doing?" I questioned as he placed a hand on my cheek and kissed my forehead ever so gently. Bender placed his jacket on top of my shoulders and I felt something hit my left side. Huh?

"I'll be back." He mumbled before following Vernon outside, though not before pushing everything off of the counter which had me shaking my head.

Dramatic asshole.

When Vernon left with Bender, my hands went into his pocket fishing out a pack of cigarettes that was barely used. That asshole had some on him this whole time!!

"Why'd you have to say something?" Brian questioned, his hand touching my arm gently, knowing I got triggered when it was too aggressive.

"You don't understand, Bri. Vernon's brain works in a social pyramid, Bender and I are at the bottom of his list, we're the scums at the bottom of his shoes. We're nothing and that means he can insult us because who would believe me? Or John?"

"I'd believe you, B. Always." He stated as I smiled softly at him, my scar on my left cheek pulling on my skin slightly but it didn't stop me from smiling at my best friend.

"You're opinion is biased, Bri. You know I've influenced you a lot since we began hanging out."

"That's because I can't function around pretty girls." He teased with a shit-eating grin as I rolled my eyes at him , he knows I hate when he does that.

"Suck a dick, nerd."