Love me After (Book 1 of Strangers)

Chapter 43 - Finding out

"Ah!" I hissed before pulling away as I felt Brent begin to clean the small cut on my cheek. Even though it was small it still hurts.

"Come on, it's not even a deep cut" Brent says as he tried to pull me back to continue treating my wound.

"But it still hurts" I winced a bit as he continued cleaning the cut, but I didn't pull away this time.

"Well if I don't clean it, it's gonna leave a scar. And I can't have your cute little face all ruined by that" He explained which made me roll my eyes. Luckily for me, Isabel hadn't really done any real damage to me, only scratching and causing my nose to bleed. My head still hurts though because of the impact of falling.

I still don't understand why she just had to attack me. She couldn't have thought maybe it was Weston. Not that I want her to attack him.

Though, something that really bothered me was the fact she called me a faggot right Infront of everyone. I could have sworn I saw some of their eyes widened before I was tackled to the ground.

The thought of someone actually finding out I was gay just made me sick to my stomach. So far only Brent and Zane knew, and I wanted to keep it that way. But now that I was dating Weston and still haven't told Brent anything made me even more sick.

How much longer am I going to keep hiding things from him? From everyone?

"Hey, are you alright?" Brent suddenly asked, noticing I was looking really bothered.

I gave him a reassuring smile and nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine. I guess my head still hurts, that's all" He explained, though he knew I was lying. How wouldn't he?

"Lews, I feel like there's something you're not telling me. And I don't think it's just about where you're hurt" Of course he'll soon catch on. He stood up and gently took off my sweater, revealing my bruised stomach. I winced at how red it was "Lay down" I did as told and laid down to let him rub some ointment on me.

I turned away from him, shifting my gaze to the floor as I felt the warm ointment being smeared on my stomach.

"Are you really not going to tell me?" He asked. "Is it something to do with Weston again? Cause if it is—"

"N-no, it's not" I cut him off which made him pause, but then released a soft sigh.

"Okay, I'm sorry. I'll stop asking" His voice sounded a bit disappointed, and I couldn't help but feel crushed. I don't know what was stopping me from just telling him the truth. Why did I always have to hide things from people?

Once Brent was done applying the ointment I sat up before putting on my sweater. We didn't say anything and once I had it on he handed me my backpack before standing up and we both left the nurses office. As we did the bell then rang, forcing us both to our separate classes.

"Take it easy, okay? Try not to get hurt" I gave him a soft smile before we both parted ways.

Damnit. I know I'm messing things up between Brent and I, but I had so much on my head.

I was more than glad when the bell for lunch finally rang and I could finally clear my head. I would have met up with Brent, but he had basketball practices, and that also meant Weston did as well. I haven't even seen Weston since I got jumped by Isabel, but I guess he was busy now.

I didn't have the appetite to eat, so I just made my way to the library and plopped down on one of the table at the far back.

Maybe I should have just stayed home today.

I buried my face down into my arms and let out a quiet groan.

As I stayed with my face down I heard the library door open then close before hearing footsteps. I didn't really bother till the footsteps got closer before I felt the person right besides me. They pulled the empty chair right besides me and sat down.