I Kissed A Boy.

35.

**Ziggy.**

"Everyone, I'd like for you to welcome our new friend, Ziggy Jones. He just transferred from Haven elementary, he's a bit on the shy side, so please be kind." The teacher stood in the front of the classroom with eight year old Ziggy, he stood there, anxious and refused to look around.
But when he finally did, his eyes were met with cold blue ones.
Ziggy's brows knitted but he looked away.

"Ziggy, why don't you take a seat beside Zeke?" The teacher smiled softly at the other.
Ziggy looked at her before nodding as he made his way over, taking a seat next to the other.

There was a long silence before Zeke finally leaned over, his eyes locked with Ziggy's.
"Let's be friends, you and I." He told him.
Ziggy's eyes lit up.
"R-Really?"
Zeke smirked softly.
"Absolutely, everyone here is pretty boring and I could use a new friend." He said.
Ziggy nodded with a smile.
"Okay." He agreed.

Six years passed and Ziggy had fallen exactly into Zeke's trap of constant abuse.

"I heard he's a faggot." Zeke was leaned against the lockers, his arms crossed as Asher stood in front of the other with Nathan next to them.
"Who?" Zeke questioned boringly.
Asher looked over his shoulder to the fourteen year old, who stood at his own locker looking around, he hadn't made a single friend within the four years of being at Silver Falls.

"Your toy, word is? His other family had no choice but to take him in, is super homophobic, especially the uncle. They're making him be straight for the sake of their own reputation." Asher explained.

Nathan looked to Asher.
"Sounds harsh, you said they had no choice but to take him in? Where are his parents?" He asked.
Asher shrugged.
"According to the gossip, they died four years ago." He replied.
Nathan frowned at the other then to Ziggy who tensed up when Lexi Torres approached the other.

Zeke's eyes watched the two before shutting his locker.
"Tragic." He yawned walking away from the two, he made his way over to Ziggy, grabbing the others wrist and walked away, leaving Lexi there utterly confused.

"I heard you were gay." Zeke smirked inside the bathroom stall, his eyes on Ziggy whose brows furrowed.
"How-"
"Don't worry about the how's or the whys, is it true? Are you gay?" He asked.
Ziggy's face turned pink as he looked away.
"Yes.." His response was almost a whisper.

But it was enough for Zeke to force the smaller male onto his knees.
Ziggy looked up at him confused before his eyes grew wide when Zeke unbuckled his jeans, exposing himself to the other.
"This excites you?" He asked.
Ziggy's face was a bright red as his eyes burned.

Zeke smirked deviously.
"Treat yourself then, for having to play the straight kid." He told him.
Ziggy looked at him confused.
"Treat myself..?"
Zeke grabbed the back of the others head.
"Yeah, if you're gay, you'll be going down on guys anyway? Test it out." He smirked softly.
Ziggy's face flushed red, he looked at the other before cautiously bringing Zeke to his lips.

He was trembling as Zeke pushed inside the others mouth.
"Bite me, and you're dead." He warned.
Ziggy's blush darkened but he managed to keep his teeth away as his worked his mouth and tongue.
Zeke watched him the whole time, his hand in the others hair as Ziggy focused below him.
"You're not half bad." He pulled away and knelt in front of Ziggy who had tears in his eyes.

"You've just won yourself an upgrade." Zeke smirked pressing his lips against the others.

"What is it that you want to talk about?" I asked, sitting across from Zeke inside of the library.
Zeke stared at me.
"You were quite the talker earlier, for someone who was constantly abused by me, you really didn't want me to kill myself." He said.
I frowned at him.
"That's right, I didn't want you to kill yourself.. for years, you've treated me as nothing more than a plaything to keep you from getting bored, is that why you wanted to kill yourself? Because I'm not at your every beckon call, someone for you to hit or belittle because you're in a bad mood?" I asked him.