! 𝐑𝐚𝐳𝐨𝐫 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐞 ! 𝐉.𝐖 𝐱 𝐉.𝐆

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Please be mindful that this is NOT meant to sexualize or anything to Jake & Johnnie.

Just a note, if there is any kind of smut or sexual content, I will not be doing any weird kinks. (I apologize if you have any of these, I just think they are a bit weird and out of my writing ability)- daddy kinks, knife play, blood kinks, and if I think of anymore, I'll add them.

Another thing, I will not be making Johnnie a cross dresser. Not that it is wrong, it just doesn't fit my plot. I will also not be doing top Johnnie because it just seems weird to me because he's smaller and I just can't write it. I'm sure there are other writers who can write that very well.

EDITED !!

tw: Bullying, cursing, and blood!

-  J. Guilbert
- "The way you want to destroy everything."

"No..!"
"Please! Stop.."

I plead, staring at his fist that was froze above, waiting for the best time to smash onto the side of my nose. "What was that? Hm? What was it, fag?" Reggie always had a problem with teasing me about liking my own sex. Usually I have an idea of what he's asking about and such but this time, I was clueless. Absolutely. Clueless. I didn't understand.
"What.. what do you mean..?" I furrow my eyebrows, looking up at his annoying grin.
"Oh bullshit. You know exactly what I'm talking about." Reggie spat out, his grin fading. I felt his fist getting closer to my face within seconds. Suddenly, everything felt sickening. I felt my face soften, my eyes blur.

I'm only human.

- J. Webber
- "There's someone outside, he caught my eye."

I stand by a set of lockers, my eyes flickering to another set of lockers a few feet away.

There he was. The school "fag" lying on the ground. I would've thought he was dead if I didn't see his stomach rising and falling. I walk over to him, crouching down before lifting his head with my hand. I grab my phone from my back pocket & open Carrington's contact before putting my phone up to my ear.

"Hey Car bear"
"hey, what up?" He whispered, didn't surprise me considering he was probably in class.

"hey, hey. Uhm. Fuck, I don't even know what  happened but you know John? Or Johnnie? I don't really know"

"Oh yeah, Johnnie. I know him, I say a few words to him here and there."
"Okay. good, good."

"Can you please come to the main hallway?"
"uh, yeah. Let me get out of this shitty music class before she notices I'm on my phone."

"Got it, thanks"

I slip my phone back to its original spot in my pocket; sit Johnnie up, leaned against the wall.

poor kid.

I hear familiar light stomps before turning my body around to face him directly.

"god, what the fuck happened?" Carrington asked, crouching down to me.

I shrug. "Where should I take him?"

"You called the wrong person for this but probably the nurse or counselor." He said, placing his hand under Johnnie's fried bangs to feel his forehead.
"Maybe. Thank you Carringon, I know you didn't do much but still. It's kinda overwhelming or some shit for me." I said, scrambling up my words a bit.

"Yup, I should probably go back before everyone thinks I'm lactose intolerant."
I smile and simply nod as I watch Carrington walk away.
I gently pick up the limp boy under me, almost concerned about his lightweight.
Johnnie's eyes flutter a bit, I bring my eyes to his as he flinches, grabbing onto me.
"Hey, hey. You're okay, I'm not gonna hurt you or anything." I say, walking up the stairs.

I'm gonna end this here. This one is obviously not long because I wanna see your thoughts if you want so I can write what you guys want.

Bye baes 💗

- chloe 🎀