highschool kings

5. Lie

Angel

Shit.

I'm seated between RJ and vinny. After leaving work he invited me over and we decided to watch a movie before RJ had to go off to work.

Then I got a call. Not just any call, but the call I've dreaded for months.

"I have to take this," I tell the two before I go to the roof and answer.

"Hello?" The voice asks.

"Dean?" I ask, "It's me, Angel."

"Angel, "He says dreamily, "My Angel? "

I cough, "No. He died Dean. Remember?"

"My Angel is Dead?"

I hold back a few tears, "Yes Dean. He's dead."

He sounds like he's about to cry, "I loved him."

"I know."

"Why did he die? Thats not fair."

A tear falls from my eye, "God's not fair."

"Do you want to hear about him?"

More tears come rolling out, "Always. "

I listen silently as Dean talks about me. The person I used to be, before he got into rehab and I moved back home.

When he's done he asks, "If you're not my Angel then who are you."

I would love to tell him the truth. That I'm his Angel but I don't belong to him anymore. Instead I whisper, "A friend of his."

"Oh," I hear the doctors in the back saying how his time is up.

"Bye Dean."

"Bye Angel." He whispers how he wishes I were his.

He's high. I can here it in the way that he talks and the sound of his voice. The doctors give him a bit of weed once a day so that he doesn't go through withdrawal. 

If he were sober the conversation would've Been different. He would've asked about how I'm doing and then beg me to come back to him. To be his Angel again. He wouldve told me he was clean. He would've told me he was sorry. I'm glad he wasn't sober.

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"Mr Brightly, " I look up to see my physics teacher looking at me disapprovingly, "Is my lesson so boring that you had to space out?"

"Am I wrong if I say yes?"

He gives me a tired look and goes on with his lecture. I can't stop thinking about Sunday night. The sound of Dean's voice in my ear.

"Hey." Rj nudges me with they're foot.

"Yeah?"

"You good? You didn't seem fine when you left on Sunday.  You looked worried and sad. "

"It's nothing. " Lie.

"You sure?"

"Yeah." Lie.

"Ok." They turn to look at the board.

The rest of the session drags on and I feel like I'm about to impload. I ask to be excused to go to the nurse and once I'm given permission I go straight to the bathroom stall, lock myself inside and I cry.

I cry because Dean's lost and Angel is dead. I cry because I'm no longer his. I cry because he loved me. I cry because God's not fair. I cry because that's life.

"Angel?" A voice calls my name. I don't answer.

"I know you're in here. I won't ask you why you're crying but I will ask you to come out of there."

No reply.

"Ok." I hear them lean against a wall and slide down it as they sit there, breath steady, "You know, Mr Peters is boring. "

I chuckle.

"I had to fucking like that I had a belly ache just to get out of there."

"He believed you?"

"Fuck no." They laugh, "I told him I got my period. "

I burst out laughing.

"He didn't know what to say cause I'm non binary and he couldn't say I don't get my period cause that would be transphobic." The laugh again, "The whole class just clapped as I left cause he couldn't say shit. "

"I wish I saw that."

"Trust me it was worth the look on his face. I bet he's gonna go home and Google it."

I laughed at the thought of that.

"Probably won't be the first time Hedon that though."

"Yeah." They take a breath, "Are you ok?"

"Yeah." Lie.

Silence washes over us for a moment, our thoughts mingling in the air.

"I'm gonna ask this again. This time don't lie to me. Are you ok?

I think about for a bit. I think about Dean, My sister hating me, My first day of school, how I have no friends and how I'm crying in the boys bathroom.

"No." It's not a lie this time.

I slowly come out of the bathroom stall and come face to face with a sloppy grinned RJ.

"That's what I thought." They say, adjusting they're glasses, "Wanna ditch classes and go get some ice cream?"

For the first time I don't think about Dean or a dead Angel.

"Yeah."

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Hey kings. Short chapter but so dramatic.  I wanted this chapter to shoe Angel as a person and not as the villain his sister sees him to be cause really he's such a softie.

Anyway, what did you think about it? Like it? Love it? Hate it?

Tell my your thoughts.

Dodia out.