Unspoken love (boyxboy)

Chapter 3: Promises

Chapter 3: Promises

Logan's POV

Kyle Reid. My saviours name. I hadn't even officially met him today but yet he put a kid in the hospital for me and saved me from getting hit by a car. Who is this guy?!?

I stepped into my house and quietly made my way to my room and changed. It wasn't long before someone was pounding on my door. I sighed and opened it to find my mother.

"Supper." She said simply.

' I'm not hungry.' I wrote. Her face darkened.

"Of course your not hungry! Your Logan May! Too cool for anything!! Can't even talk to his FUCKING family!!!" She snapped and slapped me hard across my face and storming away. I slammed my door and gripped my face. I could feel a bruise forming on my cheekbone already.

"Logan!!!" My fathers voice boomed from upstairs. Fuck my life. He barged into my room and stomped up to me.

"You little shit."He growled. I squeezed my eyes shut and groaned in pain as his fist slammed into my ribs.

"Pathetic."

"Attention seeking whore."

"Disgusting."

I scratched at my ears trying to drown out all the names being called at me as he finished breaking me and slammed my door behind him.

I crawled over to my vent and opened it up revealing a small box. I snatched up the box and took out my favourite razor blade. I placed it against my wrist and almost sighed in relief when if started bleeding.

I haven't cut in forever but it's times like these where drastic times call for drastic measures.

At my old school, I had 2 best friends and kept my at home situation away from them thinking it was no big deal. When I started cutting they found out from rumours and confronted me about it a and it didn't go we'll.  

They said they couldn't handle me and needed a friendship break.

The next year we were friends again but I wasn't the same. I was mentally damaged and permanently depressed. They claimed I was excluding myself from conversations, but I was just depressed and feeling like shit.

And the day I officially went mute, they thought I was REALLY excluding myself and didn't want to be their friends but I did but went ape shit and yelled at me and called me names and made me feel like complete shit. That's when I found out I was moving and didn't tell them then left without a trace.

Now here I am. Crying, bleeding, broken and alone.

Kyle's POV

Fucking teachers. I got suspended for because of what I did to Bryan. God I just hope Logan is ok. He's just so innocent, how could anyone hurt him?!?

And he looked....out of it when he was going for a run. Like something was wrong. He didn't even see the car speeding at him. I didn't even think twice when I tackled him out of the way either. Usually I never, ever touch people unless I'm punching them after they aggravated me first.

"Ky?" My mom called.

"Yes mom?"I asked.

"I talked to your principal, your going back to school tomorrow." She said. "Try to be good please?"

"I'll try." I promised. She gave me a sad, reassuring smile then went back into the kitchen.

My mom was cool. My dad and older brother brother had died a few years back in a car crash and I knew she was still hurting and sad, but she was trying to be strong and work her ass of to provide for the two of us and I loved her for that but sometimes, she just works too hard.

And I make things worse by fighting and getting suspended but she knows why and understands and even got me this medication that actually helps a bit.

Before I went to bed, I came downstairs for a glass of water and found my mom passed out on the couch with the tv still on. I covered her up with a blanket and shut off the tv.

I got my glass of water then drifted off to a dreamless sleep.

Bryan was back at school today too. I caught a glimpse of him entering the boys bathroom and took my chance and casually walked in after him. I stood behind him staring at him through the mirror.

When he saw my reflection in the mirror, he jumped back in shock then winced.

"I-I-I thought you were suspended?" He gulped nervously. I shrugged.

"We'll I'm back so have you been leaving Logan alone?!?" I demanded.

"Yes!!" He answered immediately.

I nodded.

" Because if I find out from ANYONE you've been picking on him again, I'll slit your fucking throat." I growled before giving him a quick shove into the wall before turning to leave.

"I know you like him."

I turned to see Bryan holding his ribs glancing at me.

"What the fuck?" I demanded.

" I can tell. I know you Kyle. We were best friends, i can tell. But your screwed because he doesn't like guys like you."

"Guys like me?"

"Violent. He's petrified of violence, he's being abused." Bryan answered casually. I stood there shocked.

"What?" I whimpered. No. No no no! I was supposed to be keeping him safe dammit!! How can I protect him at his house!?!?

" When I knocked over his books one day, I stole his journal. Raped and abused. He's fucked up Kyle. He cuts and starves himself too. I know I'm a jerk but I don't go telling people that shit. Your in over your head." Bryan explained.

"I don't care. I'm going to protect him." I declared. Bryan snorted.

"Good luck with that."

"I'll put you back in the hospital." I warned. His eyes widened and he hurried away.

I dropped to my knees. Logan. Sweet innocent Logan. He defiantly does not deserve to be abused or raped or hurt himself in any way!!

I got up and stood tall. I'm gonna find a way to protect him. I'm gonna fix him.

I know it's short but a little of Kyle's POV!! Vote!!! Comment!!! Fan!!!

- Bre