I Kissed A Boy.

07.

//TRIGGER WARNING:: This chapter contains mentions of alcohol, suicide and thoughts of suicide.
Read at your own risk! And I promise, this story will get better, it just needs to cook with a little bit of drama.
I will say, this was probably the hardest chapter I've made myself do. That's why I'm doing a trigger warning.
But with that said.
Enjoy!
~H.Stowe.




**Ziggy**

It felt weird sitting at a table with a family who seemed like they actually wanted me here.

I sat across from my uncle as he talked to Hyde, the two discussing work before the sound of the front door opened.

"We're back!" I heard a girl announce before a brunette and a blonde were entering the room, but the two paused when they saw me at the table.
The brunette was the first to make a confused face, her blue eyes falling on my uncle and Hyde who both smiled softly at the other.

"Hey girls, come sit and eat. I made spaghetti." Hyde told them.
They were cautious as the blonde walked into the kitchen now.

"Awesome, I'm starved, also. Who is the kid?" She asked.
I felt my face grow warm.
"K-Kid?" I repeated.

My uncle grinned softly.
"Easy, this is my nephew, Ziggy." He told them.
"And Ziggy, this is Mitzi and Rixley." He introduced the two.

Mitzi stared before taking a seat next to me.
"I've never seen him around school, where do you attend?" She asked me.
I blinked.
"Oh.. I go to Autumn Lake." I answered.
Mitzi watched before she made her plate.
"Well that makes sense, I go to Silver Falls." She replied.

I hated myself for doing it, but I flinched as Mitzi's brows furrowed.
"You okay?"

"He's just been through a lot." My uncle answered with a soft smile.
"I've already discussed it with your dad, but Ziggy here may be living with us soon, is that okay with the two of you?" He asked.

Rixley looked up now.
"What's wrong with his house?" She asked.

My uncle and Hyde exchanged looks before Hyde smiled at the blonde.
"To put it mildly from how your papa explained it to me, where he lives now is not a happy home. He's not lov-"

"He's not taken care of in the way we take care of you girls and your brother." My uncle cut Hyde off who rubbed his neck.
Mitzi looked at me frowning softly then at her parents.
"That is sad." She replied.

Rixley nodded in agreement.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know, so you want to live here with us?" She asked me.
I looked at my uncle who blinked before he smiled softly.
"You can be honest Ziggy, no one here is going to be upset with how you answer." He told me.

Blushing, I looked at Rixley.
"If it goes well, yes, I'd like to live here with all of you.." I said lowly.

Mitzi tilted her head as she ate her salad.
"Well if the parents are cool with it, I don't guess I mind? If you do, we definitely have to work on your timidness." She said.

"Mitzi!" My uncle frowned at her.
Mitzi stared.
"What? He's like a chihuahua!  I just don't want anyone to give him a hard time at his school is all, he wouldn't survive at Silver Falls being timid." She said.

"I.. I actually went to that school." I replied as Mitzi stared.
"No kidding?"

I looked down at my food.
"I was expelled because of a prank I did.. It made the principal's brother's car explode-"

"THAT WAS YOU?!" My eyes grew wide at Rixley who nearly threw herself over the table.
"Y-Yeah..?" I felt myself shrinking in the chair as Rixley grinned at me.
"You've been the hot topic the last three days at school, everyone was saying some kid who was Zeke Vega and Asher Grimes punching bag, got expelled for a prank gone wrong-- and now I'm shutting up, because it suddenly makes sense." Rixley said shrinking in her own seat as her parents frowned deeply at the other.

"I can't stand those guys." Mitzi frowned as she took a bite of her garlic bread.
"If I had it my way, I would just-"
"Mitzi." Hyde frowned at her as Mitzi rolled her eyes.

I felt calm for that moment.
At least I did, until I felt my phone buzz with a chilling text highlighted.

[Uncle T.]: Get your ass home, NOW.

It was hard to breathe sitting there now.

"Is everything okay, Ziggy?" I looked up at my uncle who was already looking at me.
I frowned softly.
"I-I have to go home, uncle Tony wrote me." I told him.
My uncle frowned deeply.
"Get your things and I'll take you." He responded before standing up from the table.

I didn't want to leave.
I wanted to stay here with uncle Mitchell's family.
But I knew.
That wasn't possible.
Not right now at least.

"We'll see you soon, Ziggy." I paused following my uncle as I turned to Hyde who was smiling softly.
"Just keep a brave face for a few more days, okay?" He told me.
Tears burned my eyes but I nodded leaving out with my uncle.
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"If you want me to, I'll go in there with you and talk to Tony myself." My uncle told me as we sat in the driveway of the house I stayed at.
My face flushed red as I looked down at my lap.
"What if things go wrong? Or it makes things worse for me?" I asked him.
My uncle blinked but smiled softly.
"Let's not think of the negatives, I don't feel good leaving you at this house, I'd prefer you in a more healthy environment." He rubbed the side of his neck as I looked at the house.

"I'd like that." I told him.
My uncle smiled softly.
"It's just a talk, if things get loud, you can always go to your room. I'd rather not have children hearing adults yelling at each other, it messes them up mentally." He said opening the car door as I cautiously followed after the other.

He made it to the door before letting himself in, and the talking from the living room quieted down in seconds.

"Ziggy?" I heard my aunt question, and I felt like I was going to be sick.
"Yes, aunt?" I felt my fists balling as I stood behind my uncle.
"Come in here for a minute, we need to talk." She responded and that was my uncle's cue to move forward.

"About what?" He asked, as my uncle Tony glared harshly at the other.
"Why are you here?" He demanded as my aunt frowned in response to the others presence.
My uncle frowned at him.
"I was bringing Ziggy home, he's been at my house this whole time. Do you have an issue with that?" He asked.
Uncle Tony was in the others face.
"You know damn well I do, the brats already confused, being in a house with two faggots isn't going to straighten him out, Andrew." He growled.

My uncle frowned at the other.
"Still a pain, but I'm not here to fight with you. I'm here to discuss taking over custody of Ziggy and moving him into my house." He said now.
Uncle Tony glared at him.
"Taking over custody? Have you lost your fucking mind? Like hell we'd ever let him live in that home of yours, all you'd be doing is encouraging him to be a fag." He growled at the other.

My uncle sighed softly.
"Right, because living in a gay home is far worse than living in a home where you're not loved." He responded.

"Not loved?" My aunt glared at him then at me.
"Is that what you think, that you're not loved here?" She asked me.

I felt sick standing there.
"I-"
"SPEAK UP!" My uncle yelled at me.

"You apparently have no issue talking to Andrew about how miserable you are here, the least you can do is answer your aunt when she is talking to you!" He hissed.

"Stop yelling at the boy, it's no wonder why he wants to leave, you two yelling at him is why he's scared to be open with himself." My uncle glared at the two.

"Damn, what's with all the yelling? We can hear you from upstairs." 

I felt my blood run ice cold seeing Bryce there with not just Kylo and Jordan, but Zeke was also with them.

"Heya Ziggy, long time no see." Zeke grinned at me as I looked away with a flushed face.
I wanted to get out of this house.
I wanted to escape.
I wasn't sure how much higher my walls would go up, but I was desperate at this point.

"Where are those fags from earlier?" Kylo glared at me as my brows knitted.
"They-"

"What? But you just said Ziggy was with you, so where the hell has he been?" Uncle Tony demanded.
"With me!" My uncle replied with a glare.
"He was with his friends right after school, I wanted to catch up with him and he came home with me." He frowned.

"So you were just randomly in the neighborhood? That's some bad bullshit-"
"It's not when I'm his homeroom teacher." My uncle glared at my uncle Tony whose eyes grew wide with rage.
"You've got to be fucking kidding me, he gets expelled from one school and attends one with you teaching at it?" Uncle Tony rubbed his temples.
"Okay, I've had enough. Get your ass out of my house before I call the cops." He growled at my uncle as my eyes grew wide.

"N-No please, uncle. I want to live with them-"
"Huh?! You ungrateful brat!"

I couldn't even react before his hand was connecting hard to my face, sending me straight off my feet and onto the floor.

"Tony, you bastard!"
"GET OUT!" Uncle Tony yelled as the room went quiet.

"What a mess, Tony, what happens if he involves the cops?" My aunt questioned, with crossed arms.
My uncle ran a hand through his hair.
"Andrew is a dumb ass but he's not that fucking stupid." He looked in my direction, and for the first time in forever.
I was terrified.

"Get your ass up and come here." He instructed me as  I hesitated but slowly stood to my feet.
My brows knitted.
"Uncle-"
"COME HERE!" He yelled as I flinched but moved forward before crying out when he grabbed the back of my hair.

"Tony-"
"Quiet!" My uncle hissed at my aunt whose brows knitted.
"You've already punished him, just send him to his room and let's call it a night. There's no reason to get more fired up, the boys not worth it." She told him.

The grip he had on my hair tightened before he sent me forward.
I stumbled but managed to catch myself.
Tears burning as I stood there.

"You're right, he's not worth it. I need a drink." My uncle said before storming off.

My aunt glared at me.
"Well boy? Go to your room, unless you want to make your uncle more pissed off." She told me.

Tears slipped before I ran past Bryce and the others.
I ran into my room and shut the door.
Tears streaming down my cheeks.

I want to die.

I sat against the bedroom door, my eyes staring blankly at the window.
My heart pounded hearing the sound of taps on the door.
I was scared to answer.
I didn't want to get hit again.

My brows knitted before I pulled open the door.
But I couldn't even get a word out before another person was forcing their way in, they had their hand over my mouth before shoving and pinning me down onto the bed.

Fear struck me as tears swelled in my eyes.
Zeke.

He smirked holding me there.
"You are so fucking pathetic, you really know how to fuck things up, and speaking of fucking up?" I couldn't breathe when his free hand wrapped around my throat.
"You can tell whoever it was that talked to me this morning, to watch himself, Silver Falls is a different breed compared to that school of faggots. You've already won yourself on my bad side." He let go of my throat as he caressed my swollen cheek.
"You really wouldn't want to make an enemy of that entire school, sure, you may have friends at this new school of yours, but would they back you up when you really needed it?" He asked me.

I stared back at him with tears in my eyes, all I could do was nod with his hand still over my mouth.
Zeke studied me before smirking softly as he leaned in.
"That's some confidence you have in some fags, but then again? You fit in pretty damn well." He told me as I laid there with my face hot.

"I'd ask if you were going to scream once I moved my hand, but who in this house would save you?" Zeke grinned deviously at me.
My brows knit together before he removed his hand and he stood up from the bed.

"Why...?"
Zeke paused and turned to me, this irritation written on his face.
I looked from the floor then at him.
"What did I do, to make you hate me so much?" I asked him.

Zeke blinked, before this grin appeared on his face.
"Is that what you think? That I hate you?" He approached me and without thinking, I scooted away from him.
Zeke smirked at me.
"I don't hate you personally, I hate that you're this weak ass pathetic teenage boy, who can't speak up for himself and lets everyone else run over him, you cry a lot and it's disgusting. If you had been born a girl, this would have all made sense and your life might have been easier, but you were given the short stick being born as this weakling." Zeke placed his knee on the bed and when I went to move.

He grabbed my ankle and pulled me towards him.
Zeke looked down at me.
"And because you were born weak? You get to be the bitch in the relationship, boy or girl, it's no wonder Lexi is ready to break up with you. You are exhausting." He caught my chin, his blue eyes piercing mine.

"The world would be better without you in it." He stood up and without saying another word, walked out.
Leaving me there in silence as the tears burned my eyes fiercely.

Someone, ANYONE.
Please.
Save me.

I am begging you...