The Goth Boy
Chapter 9
I woke up unusually happy, probably due to the fact that I would see Cole again today and he wouldn't hit me. That was always a plus. I scattered out of bed moving Binky in the process who hissed in protest. I hummed along to Black Cat by Mayday Parade as I grabbed a towel hanging above my door.
I was anxious, but not my usual anxiety. I was nervous to see Cole. What if he changed his mind overnight and decided he actually hates my guts? My mind kept telling me to not get my hopes up but I was a hopeful boy.
I turned on the shower immediately undressing. My eyes betrayed me as they snuck a glance of me in the mirror. Black and blue bruises suited my body. I turned my enemy eyes away. Maybe I could manage to get Cole to fall hopelessly in love with me, then everything would fall into place. Zoe was already considered my sister. I scrubbed my black hair with my apple-scented shampoo when suddenly the lights turned off.
"Hey!" I yelled out not being able to see. I tried to balance myself but I slipped grabbing onto the curtains falling onto the bathroom floor ripping the curtain. The light was turned back on and I looked up to see a smirking John in the doorway.
"I hate you." I gritted through my teeth. I heard footsteps running into the bathroom blushing when I saw my mom.
"What happened?" She asked glancing between John and I. I stayed on the ground figuring that exposing my front side would be much more embarrassing than my backside. I noticed how she tried not to look at me. My ass was as pale as snow but I had to admit it was cute and bubbly. I have a girl butt.
"He turned off the light while I was trying to shower." I spat out. I watched as he gave me a look saying I'd regret it later until he changed it to an innocent expression. I gulped down an ounce of fear and a cup of confidence.
"Shane, I said I was sorry, I didn't know you were in there." He said in his fake voice. He wrapped an arm around my mother's waist pulling her in kissing her cheek. He was testing me again.
"Shane, I thought I would drive you to school today, sound fun?" She smiled forgetting about this whole situation. I nodded excitedly. I'm a mommas boy for sure.
"Okay, finish up then and we can grab breakfast on the way. John, would you like to come?" She asked the devil clinging to her. I rolled my eyes, groaning in protest.
"I think I'll have to pass on that one." He fake yawned. However, I wasn't complaining.
I hopped into the front seat struggling to throw my bag into the back.
"You couldn't have married anyone else?" I asked in a whisper voice leaning my head against the window. She knew I didn't like him but she didn't know why. She probably thought it was because of the daddy issues. She sighed pulling out of the driveway. I was slightly more than excited to see Cole today. My knee was bouncing up and down in the car trying to control my feelings. I was anxious yet excited. I couldn't wait to update Zoe on the very little amount of time I spent with her brother.
She talked about her new job and her friendly co-workers. She pulled the car into a coffee shop and we both hopped out with our stomachs growling. The shop smelt like coffee beans and a little bit of chocolate. We sat at a small bistro table in the front.
"You know Shane you might want to think of finding a job, you can make more friends and even money," she mentioned. She was smiling at me.
"I guess," I muttered. I hate the idea of listening to people order me around. But if I got a job that'd mean less time around John. Maybe it wasn't such a bad idea.
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The Goth Boy
Teen FictionShane Rosemont was Oakville Highschool's notorious "goth boy". That was probably the only thing he was known for since he was incredibly shy. With his best friend, Zoe, he is sure he can make it through senior year but fate, aka Mrs. Briggs, had oth...