Chapter 3: Jerk

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Grayson's P.O.V.
I snuck in the window that night . Trying not to wake my dad or mom . I changed my pants and shirt . I looked at the leather jacket I set on my bed . I looked out the door then back at the jacket . I thought about what could happen in the morning . Should I stay? What if I run away ? Who would care ? Just do it Grayson ! No . I grabbed the jacket and held it to my stomach . I could smell his cologne. I've never actually liked a boy. Like liked them liked them . I slid into bed and set the jacket next to me . I closed my eyes and drifted away.

"Gay! Gay boy ! Fag! " he yelled trying to get my attention .
"Come over here !" He said as I looked back at him .
Strangely uncontrollably I walked towards him . He punched me and kicked my sides as I lay on the ground . He grabs  me and turns  me onto my back . He sat on my stomach and pulled out a knife . He held it to my neck .

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"Get up boy ! " I herd my dad yell at me as I woke up from a bad dream.
"Get up and get to school !" He yelled as he walked out of my room .
I jumped up and got out of bed . I threw on at shirt and some jeans. I looked for my hoodie and realized Ethan still had it . I grabbed a jacket instead and put the hood up to cover my bruises on my face . I left my hair a messy wreck and put on my shoes . I remembered my book bag was left at school so I left without it . I realized I had forgotten to grab Ethan's jacket after I was already half way to school. When I arrived the kids staired at me again . I tried to block them out and walked to my locker . To my surprise Ethan was standing there waiting for me .
"Here's your hoodie . " he said handing it to me .
"Thanks." I said grabbing it and putting in my locker combination.
He watched me for a second then walked away . I opened my locker door and was welcomed by the letters:
H-O-M-O
Spelled downward . How did they get into my locker ? I asked myself . I grabbed my stuff and slammed the locker door shut. People watched me as I walked to class . When I got in I took a seat in the back . The bell rang and the teacher walked in . She looked at me and frowned .
"Take the hood off Grayson ." She said putting her hands on her hips.
Everyone turned to me.
"I can't ." I said.
"Excuse me !" She said raising an eyebrow .
" I can't." I repeated .
"Take it off now or you can escort yourself to the principles office !" She said raising her voice .
I removed the hood slowly and a girl by me gasped at the mark on my cheek. Was it that bad? I asked myself. Apparently . Some laughed quietly . I wanted to die . The teacher began to speak to the class .
"Fag!" I herd someone slip under there  breath .
Everyone laughed . Believe it or not the teacher actually looked at me and nodded saying that it was ok for me to leave . I got up and ran out of the room. I ran down the halls with tear filling my eyes . I ran out the doors and outside into the fresh air . Suddenly I bumped into someone . My body hit the ground and my hands slid against the pavement.
"Grayson ?" I herd Ethan's voice say.
I pushed myself up and looked back . I got off the ground and stood up . I tried my hardest to hold back the tears . The pain burning at the palms of my hands. The thought of everyone laughing at me . My dad hitting me . There was nothing on this earth for me . All I wanted to do was die . I looked down at me hands then back up at Ethan who looked at me in the eyes.
"I-I'm sorry . " I said shaking.
I took a second look at him and then continued to run . I didn't know were I was going but it wasn't home . I ran for the bridge . The busy bridge . Cars. Lots of them . High off the ground. Under was more cars . I grabbed the rail and looked over . This is what I need . Death . Jump . Do it . Now . Ok Grayson . Go! I thought as I looked over the edge .
"Don't . It's not worth it . Trust me . " I herd a soft calming familiar voice say .
"And what do I have here for me? Absolutely nothing . Nothing !" I said
"If you jump there is a 8% chance you will live ." He said walking closer to me and grabbing onto the rail .
"You don't know how I feel ! You don't know me." I said
"And you don't know me . I know that your gay . You get bullied constantly. Abused . You've never gone out with a boy . Your names Grayson and your shy . " he said looking at me.
"Y-you still don't know me ." I said surprised .
"Your right . But if you stay then I will. Because nothing can stop me from finding out now . You will have something to live for . " he said with his words fading .
I looked at him and let go of the rail. I picked up my hands and looked at my scratched, sweaty, bleeding palms . The tears came out . My body shook as I began to cry . I felt his arms wrap around me . I just sat there and cried in his warm welcoming chest . I hadn't felt someone comfort me in so long. It felt great to have someone there . He released me after a while and looked at me . I whipped my cheeks dry with the backs of my hands . He slid his hand down my arm and stopped at my hand. He moved his eyes from our hands to my face. He let go and walked away leaving me on the busy bridge . I watched as he walked away . That's when I knew . He was something special .

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That day I didn't go back to school until it was over . I had to get my book bag and hoodie . When I brought it home I found a paper in the pocket . It had a number on it . It had to be Ethan's . I decide to text the number.
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Grayson- Is this Ethan ?
Ethan- That depends . Is this Grayson?
Grayson- That depends . Do you want it to be ?
Ethan- Yes😜
Grayson- Than yes it is
Ethan- What are you doing after school tomorrow ?
Grayson- Nothing
Ethan- Do you want to go out for smoothies ? We can get to know each other
Grayson- Yes
Ethan - It's a date ?
Grayson- I don't know . Can we just hangout ?
Ethan- Sorry . Sure just hanging out
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I wasn't ready to date him . I wasn't ready to date any boy for that matter. All of this was new to me . But I was happy he liked me . That night my parents weren't home . My mom hadn't been home for two days and my dad left when I got home . I didn't know were they went but I didn't care . I made myself dinner that night and fell asleep.
I woke up to my alarm . I checked the house and still no one was home . I got dressed and did my hair up. I left for school and didn't find Ethan waiting for me at my locker . When I opened my locker the word homo was gone but faggot was now there . A few kids behind me laughed and I tried to wipe the words away but they wouldn't erase . Whoever was doing this was good at cleaning and picking locks . I grabbed my stuff and and closed the door . Trying to avoid the people as I walked to class . I was early that day and nobody was in class yet . I took my seat and looked  at my school work.
"Your boyfriends not here today so whatcha gonna do now ?" I herd a familiar voice say.
That boy from my first day. The one who pushed me up against the locker. I cringed at the sound of his words.
"He's not my boyfriend !" I said standing up and felt the anger building up inside me.
"Oh ! I'm sorry ! " he said sarcastically.
"Your the one who's been leaving me notes in my locker! " I said looking at his black stained hands.
"Maybe ! What are you going to do about it ?! Gay boy!" He said mocking me.
That was it . The last straw .
"I wouldn't keep going if I were you !" I said getting angrier .
"You couldn't beat me even if you tried . " he said smirking ," gay boys can't fight ."
I took a swing at him and hit him right in the nose . His face filled with anger and he pinned me down and started to beat me until the teacher walked in. I got suspended for 3 days . They tried to call my parents but they didn't answer so the let me go home by myself.
I tried to text Ethan but he didn't answer. I assumed out thing was off but I went to the smoothie place at 4:00 (time school would be over) anyway. When I got there I took a seat outside and waited . I waited for about 30 minutes then ordered a drink. Everyone looked at me because my face was now full of bruises but I was used to it . I Waited another 30 minutes until I decided to just go home . He blew me off . What a jerk . I couldn't believe him.

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