The enemy of my heart [BL]

Trip

"Don't forget to call me every night, alright?" my Mom hugged me and Ronin as we gathered alongside the grade twelves for the big trip. The school ground was filled with concerned parents and those who couldn't wait for a week without their brats.

"A week without my Mom shouldn't be that tough," I reassured myself, making my way onto the bus. The trip budget definitely didn't go into the bus; it was rusty, the floor filled with garbage, and the seats dirty as heck. William and his wolf pack already occupied the back seats, gawking at us with that smirk of his.

I finally found James and Evelyn; they left an open seat in front of them for me and Ronin. As I quickly sat down by the window, I felt a light thud next to me, "too light to be Ronin," I thought, turning my head.

"Liam, I'm sitting with you for the trip, alright?" Isabella gleamed, her brunette hair dangling off her shoulders as she stared at me with her emerald eyes.

"Uh, alright," I cracked due to the pressure of saying no, especially not to Isabella of all girls. I knew if I rejected her, all hell would break loose.

Ronin arrived at the seat with a weary, confused expression, squinting his eyes. All I could do was shrug. Conveniently, there was now a seat open at the back as uncharacteristic William gestured for him to come with them. I had a bad feeling about this.

"So, how've you been, Liam? I noticed you barely been texting me lately," Isabella began playing with her hair as the bus began saving me from answering.

We were on the road for an hour, as the morale of the bus lessened, most people already asleep. James was snoring on Evelyn's shoulder as she listened to music on her earpods, staring out of the window.

I looked back at the back of the bus, making eye contact with Ronin. He gave me a warm smile as I did the same. I was filled with warmth, yet it quickly faded and was replaced with a feeling of longing. Longing to be near him, to be held by him, to kiss him. But I quickly diverted my gaze, noticing Ronin wasn't the only one staring in this direction; William was as well.

"Ronin, huh? He's so overrated, if you ask me. The quiet and mysterious guy trope is so overdone, you know," Isabella woke up, noticing me staring at Ronin.

"Yeah, totally," I chuckled.

"Every girl has a crush on him, I swear. Why Ronin if there's someone way better than him? Someone smart and good at sports as well as the future head boy," Isabella smirked in my direction, gently placing her hand on my thigh.

My discomfort was on a new high, yet I knew if I shoved her hand away, the events of last time would happen all over again, and I'm not ready for it, especially not with Ronin around.

"On the second thought, Ronin is nothing like you think he is. He's pretty cool," I smiled. A week ago, me and her probably could shit-talk him for hours on end, but not anymore, because I love Ronin.

*

Dusk was settling in, the crashing of waves and sea scent finally kicked in, morale was high, everyone was singing and cheering in excitement. We finally arrived at our destination, a seaside complex. There was a massive building in the center with small buildings, our rooms surrounding it.

"Alright, please choose a room. Remember, it only has a capacity of 5 people; we'll group up in the hall for dinner," Mr. Green reminded us as the crowd of students separated, each searching for that perfect beachside view.

"We'll be seeing you later," I gave Evelyn a brief hug as James joined in, creating a suffocating group hug.

"Even if we sleep apart, you'll always be our friend," James cried out.

"Dramatic much," I scolded.

"I just pray that I find some good roommates," she scoffed, scurrying into the distance, baggage in hand.

Before I could follow Ronin and James, I heard small footsteps running over the pavement as soft hands wrapped around my waist and with a swift peck on my cheek. "Thanks for keeping me company," Isabella giggled. I was stunned, to say the least, tensing up until she finally decided to let go.

Ronin stared in awe, not impressed but obviously jealous; he quickly turned his cheek as we made eye contact. "Shit, he's mad," I thought aloud as I finally made it to our room. The room was nothing to brag about; it was barely bigger than mine. At least the mattresses didn't smell like piss. There were 5 beds next to each other; I chose the one next to Ronin.

"Where have the others gone?" I asked, noticing the vacancy of James, Elliott, and Victor.

There was a tense silence; it was confirmed Ronin was mad at me. I gently placed my hand on his back.

"Thanks for keeping me company. What the fuck was that?" Ronin raised his voice as it took a cold tone.

"Yeah, I know, and I'm sorry. I should've pushed her away, but it's more complicated than that," I sighed.

"You should've told her," he interjected, his voice tinged with pain and confusion; I wanted to hold him so badly.

"Told her what? That I was dating a guy?" I yelled aloud, maybe too loud, as a brief frown appeared on Ronin's face.

*

"I'm sorry for yelling," I whispered, settling beside Ronin on his bed as I laid my head on his shoulder. "I should've been a better boyfriend, you know."

"It's alright," Ronin murmured, wrapping his arm around me, holding me tightly against his side. His spray smelled as good as ever. "It just felt like our relationship wasn't a real thing, you know. And I couldn't help but feel a bit jealous; I was jealous of Mia, your obsession with her. Please, not another one that isn't me."

"It surely is a thing; don't you worry about that. Besides, you know how crazy I am about you," I reassured him.

"You're my property," Ronin admitted, his cheeks flushing bright red. The look of embarrassment looked great on him.

"Oh, am I your possession now?" I teased.

"Wait, no, that's not what I meant," he said, flustered.

"Yeah, I know what you meant, big ol' softy," I chuckled, bringing my head in for a kiss.

"Honestly, the thing that pissed me off the most wasn't Isabella, but the fact that I had to sit with William and his friends!" Ronin whined, digging his head into my chest.

"They kept talking about chicks, and William was just glazing about himself; I just had to laugh along and make it seem like I was listening."

"Poor you," I snickered. I related to his pain, being related to William ever since I was born.

The room door swiftly swung open as Ronin dived to the floor, making a thud sound. I knew that had to hurt.

"You guys don't have to hide it," Victor stood at the door frame, wearing a calm expression.

"What are you talking about?" Ronin asked, huffing on the floor.

Victor gracefully flicked his golden hair from his face, wearing a smirk. "C'mon, it's pretty obvious that you guys are in a relationship, hm, obvious to me at least."

"I see it every time you look at each other, especially during class. The way Ronin takes a softer tone with you as well, Liam."

Ronin gave me a look of uncertainty. I nodded at him, encouraging him. "Please don't tell others," Ronin pleaded; seeing him in this state always hurt.

"Pfft, don't act so pathetic. If there was something to gain about exposing your relationship, I would've done so already, but your secret is safe with me," Victor smiled.

I knew Victor finding out about our relationship was inevitable, but I really underestimated Four Eyes, as James dubbed him. But his promise to keep our secret relieved me; my thoughts about him were correct after all.

A few minutes later, Elliot and James appeared. James carried a bag, not the one he came with. Upon opening it, it was filled with bottles of beer and other drinks, still chilly.

"Let's start this trip off the proper way," James grinned.