Can't Take Me Eyes Off Of You. (Guy+Guy Love Story)

Chapter 17

Xavier's Pov.

She'd threatened to hurt Evan if I didn't break up with him.

*Flashback*

"I'll torture him, take the breathing tube from his little brothers nose and let him die from me smuggling him." She hissed in my ears a few days ago.

I bit my lip.

My step mother rubbed herself up against me, I felt her coldness.

She moaned as she kissed me.

I hated this.

"Now, you'll tell him tomorrow that you're through with him." She murmured into my ear.

I hesitated and shook a little.

She kissed down my neck and took of my clothes, once again using me.

*End of Flashback*

I'd felt so guilty after what I did to him.

I was home, watching TV when my father came inside.

"Xavier?" He questioned.

"Dad! Hey, what's up?" I asked, turning to face him.

He moved swiftly. 

He jumped at me, diving over the couch to hurt me.

My eyes grew wide and I felt him crash into me.

"You dirty little fuck!" He punched me.

I didn't want to know. 

So I sat there and let him punch me.

It made me cry and I couldn't feel anything for a while.

I closed my eyes to hear the ringing of my phone.

I picked it up.

"H-hello?" I answered.

"Xavier! It's Evan's dad. Please come to the hospital." He pleaded.

I let us hang in silence for a moment.

"I can't. I don't care about him anymore." I replied tearing up a little bit.

He breathed in a sigh.

I hung up before he could say anything else.

I slowly got up and crawled to my bedroom, grunting and crying. 

It hurt so bad.

*Next Day*

I awoke with bruises everywhere.

I heard a knock on the door downstairs.

"Can you get it?" Someone asked.

"Sure." I heard another mans voice call out.

I laid in bed, holding my covers up to just below my eyes.

She was cheating on him with other guys too.

Using him.

Not that I felt bad.

I mean, he shouldn't hit me no matter what happens.

I've done nothing to provoke him, but she has.

Not like he's realized that.

I silently walked over to my dresser and got dressed.

"Who's this?" I heard my father downstairs.

"Oh hey baby! That's Xavier's friend!" She chirped.

"I see." He grumbled.

"I'll go check up on him!" He said running upstairs and into my room.

I, or course only had my shirt off.

"Why are you here?" I asked the boy.

"Shut it dweeb. This is the big fish. I can't give her up yet." He smirked.

"Okay then." I replied and put another shirt on.

I turned back around and faced him.

"You go to my school don't you." I sighed.

"Really? I've never seen you. I'm just assuming you're a dweeb." He snorted at me.

"Well you're right!" I frowned.

I heard the door slam again.

"He's gone, now get out of my room." I barked at the kid.

He looked at me like I was crazy and left my room.

I looked out to see them making out.

I closed my door again and sat down on my bed.

It hurt.

Did I break a bone?

I wondered.

I laid onto my bed and looked at the ceiling. 

"I wish everything was easier!!" I said.

The sun shone in and I started to wonder why Evan's father had called me.

He seemed a bit upset.

I sat up immediately. 

"NO." I yelled and ran out of my room.

Don't tell me that he tried to kill himself.

I ran towards the hospital as fast as I could.

I saw the hospital and the smell of death struck me.

Was it Evan's smell after a successful attempt?

Was It too late to say goodbye?

Why didn't I come yesterday?

I breathed in and entered the school.

I looked up to see his father, red eyed and sobbing.

Maybe I had come too late.