Oakley {BoyxBoy & FIN}

Chapter Twenty Four

Oakley and I held hands as Lexi talked about her day. She glanced at me for a few times as she talked but when she looked at Oakley and I's hands together, she would look away and smiled. It wasn't a fully happy smile, kind of a sad one, but I knew she was okay. I knew that if I took advantage of her, I wouldn't forgive myself, because I learned that it wasn't always about me.

"How was your week, Tate and Oakley?" The teacher asked.

We stayed quiet for a bit. A lot of things happened in a few weeks and it wasn't easy for both of us, especially Oakley. I was going to speak when Oakley voice out his thoughts.

"I...I'm a little scared but I have Tate with me. He keeps all the nightmare away!" Oakley said happily and smiled brightly at me.

I felt a blush creep on my cheeks and I looked away from a grinning Oakley. I heard a few aww's and gagging sounds but that didn't stop my heart from melting when I saw Oakley's brilliant smile.

"I heard what happened and I'm glad you're okay. We're all glad you're okay," Kenzie said and smiled. The others smiled to show that they were here for him.

"What about you Tate?" The teacher asked. I shrugged and looked back at Oakley. It wasn't about me right now, it was about Oakley.

"Teacher, he's not here for himself, he's here for Oakley," Kayden said and smirked. Jahron snickered and bumped his shoulder on Kayden. I rolled my eyes at their childish act but it was true, Oakley needed these sessions more than me.

"Is that true?" Oakley whispered.

"Yes," I said, "but you're not broken. None of you are but...if this stops you from getting nightmares maybe you need these sessions."

"I only came here for you, Tate."

Lexi and Kenzie squealed like a bunch of fangirls and I rolled my eyes in annoyance but my heart wanted to exploded. Oakley were saying things that nobody else said, he cared so much, he treated me like I wasn't broken or I lost my mother two months ago. I decided not to express my feelings because it was mixed emotions and that was the point of coming here but I wanted to figure it on my own.

Also, I was a bit embarrassed that my feelings were mostly about Oakley. I was slightly surprised that my attitude towards alcohol but the aching of having sex was still there. But nobody has to know that.

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Oakley and I exited the room and walked out of the building. Curtis had his hip on the car door and played with his phone. He looked up and smiled, not only towards Oakley but to me too. He walked towards us and hugged us, our faces squeezing his chest.

Obviously, Oakley hugged back, but I stood there, stiff as a board and confused as hell. Curtis pulled back and ruffled Oakley's hair and gave me a kiss on the forehead. I groaned in annoyance and wiped his saliva off my forehead.

"If you honestly think I forgive you, think again," I said coldly. I expected

Curtis to stare at me with sad eyes but all I got was amusement. He let go of Oakley and got on one knee so we could be eye to eye. His bright blue eyes were swimming with regret and love. He pulled me in another hug and I tried to forget his loving and comforting arms but I soon gave in, hugging him back and hiding my face on the gap of his neck.

"I'm sorry son," he whispered.

I shut my eyes. I wasn't going to let him trick me again. He wasn't my father anymore. "I still hate you."

He chuckled and pulled back and grabbed the back of my neck. He slung his arm over Oakley's shoulder and smiled. He smiled like he won the lottery.