TW: Slurs, Homophobia
Isaac's POVMr Hicks writes "Homosexuals in the middle ages and in Rome."
"Is this teacher serious?" Chase leans over to me.
"Probably, I swear to God." I say.
The teacher continues to rant and as he does this I look over and see Chases eyes start to well. He looks down and as he does this a teacher in comes and see how this teacher is speaking
"Sir come talk with me outside." He quickly says.
"Sure?" He says.
"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING!" He rages.
"YOU DO NOT TEACH THAT IT IS NOT EVEN APART OF THE CURICULUM."
Nothing comes from Mr Hicks.
"GO TO SIMONS OFFICE, HE WILL DEAL WITH YOU."
Feet clatter away and when he does I hear someone whisper something inaudible and then the teacher walks in and rubs everything off the whiteboard infront of us. I've never heard a Teacher scream that loud, the hallways reverbirated the entire conversation into a new proportion.
I look over to Chase and I see his leg bobbing up and down, when I look at him he's fiddling with the little ring he has. I gently place my hand on his leg hopefully to calm him down and, as I do this I see him wince in pain.
shit.
"Ok everyone, sorry about that." The new teacher says. "Right, so what are we learning?"
One kid shoots his hand up but, my mind doesn't focus on the teacher anymore, I focus on why Chase winced. I don't want to jump to impossible conclusions but the main conclusion in my head spins around reminding me of it every few seconds. The bell rings as I fell myself grow nauseous of the possibilities.
As we leave I hear someone say behind us.
"The two fags mustn't of liked that lesson huh." One says.
The rest of them laugh as I see Chase's cheeks flush, he turns and almost runs away from the situation. I spin around and see around four of them snickering. One walks up to me cockily.
"Someone's being a bitch." He says.
All of the boys behind him laugh and Ooh in his support.
"Say one more word and I will flatten your head." I say.
"Try me." He says.
As I step forward to jab his side, the teacher steps out.
"Everything alright here?" He says.
"Yeah." He says.
The teacher looks at me almost awaiting for me to say no but I reply sheepishly with a yes and walk in the direction that Chase had gone. I find him sitting down on our usual spot but he's talking to someone else.
"Hey." I smile. "Who's this?"
"This is Benji." Chase says.
"I'm english with you and I needed help with my assignments and I was just asking for help from Chase considering he's the top of our class." He says.
"Yeah absolutely." I smile.
"Well I'll speak to you soon." He says, walking away.
"He's nice." I smile.
"Yeah, he came up to me before I went to the second family dinner and he just came up to me asking to meet up soon but I told him i'd have to make sure you were okay with it of course." He says.
"Yeah it's absolutely fine." I say,
"Ok i'll let him know." He says.
"Is everything alright?" I say as we sit down.
"Yeah." He says.
"You sure?" I say.
"Yes." He says.
"Well then." I say. "Do you want to skip the rest of the day?"
"I guess." He says. "Who do we have?"
"All old teachers, I'll get Blake to get us marked in."
"Ok, what are we going to do?" He asks.
"Well considering my parents aren't home and Kacey in Year twelve will be willing to drive us we could hang there and then I will pay for a uber home, for you."
"Sounds like a plan." He says.
We leave with Kacey who luckily wanted to skip and when we get to my house Chase falls onto my couch and knocks out almost instantly and while he sleeps I scroll on instagram. I feel Chase slowly cuddle up to me as he inches closer but I can't see how I shouldn't check. I put my phone down and move Chases pant leg up the tiniest bit and see a tiny line extruding from his skin.
I knew it.
Authors Note:
Hey everyone! I hope you all have been okay, I'm so sorry I haven't been updating but as much as I say that i'm going to update regularly, I really don't think I can, I will try my hardest but I hope you liked this chapter ❤️
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FanfictionBuckle on grab your tissues hold your horses this fan fiction hits the soft spots. No smut. Mentions of SA SH, suicide and swears. All right to characters go to Alice Oseman