The Truth Behind HIS Closed Doors.(completed)

Control PART 1

Love everyone wants it. They say they need it but is that true?

I fell in love, at first it was like a sister even though I only spoke to her to ask to borrow a pen or ask a question about the lesson but as years went on my feelings changed became different. Her name was Linda she was the one and only girl I considered in marrying in the future, I was 13 when I first met her in class I was a dumb boy who didn't know what was going on with my own body all I knew at the time was that she's the most beautiful girl that had existed.

4 years later

"Can I borrow a pen?" Linda smiled with her right hand out stretched to me her bright green eyes met my blue ones for a moment before I looked away.
Whenever she spoke to me it felt like my heart stopped; breathing became impossible I brushed my hands through my long dark brown hair to compose my self and replied confidently "y-yes," but I stammered. I dropped a pen quickly in her hand
"Thanks" she winked and quickly sat at a desk.

"Dude" a strong arm grabbed me round the neck and dragged my line of sight away from her and quickly putting me into a headlock
"Hugh. Yeah what is it Leon" I mumbled.
"You were checking out 'Large Linda' weren't you."
"No don't be stupid"
"Yeah... you were checking her out. Can't believe it man you have no taste in girls" Leon laughed.
"What I wasn't checking her out. Why would I she is ugly man" Leon finally let me out of the headlock.
"Say that to my face" he looked me in the eye. " I wasn't checking her out I promise"I looked away ashamed.

"Jarred thanks for lending me your pen. "Linda smiled kindly at me whilst handing my pen back.
"You're so fat the only letters you know in the alphabet are KFC" Leon teased.

I started seeing red as all the years of anger at Leon and everyone I knew were bullying her daily and the shame I felt for not being able admit to her my feelings and stand up for her, it all hit me; my hands went into fists.

Before another insult came out of Leon's mouth I jabbed my left fist under his chin cutting of his voice, his body hit the ground with a loud "thump" the oxygen was knocked out of him as he just lay there gasping to catch his breath: Everyone instantly became quiet staring at me in shock.

"You Bastard" I said through gritted teeth and looked down on him my blue eyes meeting his hazel ones in disgust and hatred.

I stormed out of the classroom before I could inflict more damage. "Deep breath, walk it off" I told myself loudly" trying to remember every word my mum told me when I was younger every time I was upset or angry.
"Deep breath, walk it off Jarred. Good boy"
I imagined her soft, gentle voice in my head. I stood in front of my locker placed my forehead against the cold metal trying to push down my anger and all my mixed up feelings. I took one long breath in before letting it back out. I swung my left fist to the door of my locker, the pain instantly snapped me out of my mood swing, the red cleared away from my vision. I stood there with my eyes closed for a long moment concentrating on my breathing, when I felt a hand on my shoulder, I swung round to face who ever was there instantly with my guard up.

Until I realized who it was

"Sir I am so sorry I was on my way to your lesson bu..."

"Go to the office I phoned your dad to pick you up . You're so lucky Leon I said no to getting the police involved." He growled at me through gritted teeth
"Yes sir" I nodded my head.

I stormed down the long corridor; lost in my own thoughts of how stupid I was for hitting Leon and how my dad is going to be so angry for getting sent home again. My stomach became a ball of knots and my head began to spin as nerves took over me, it became worse as I got closer to the office and I heard his deep intimidating booming voice.

I swallowed hard to try and hide my emotions when I saw him at the desk nearly shouting at the receptionist demanding she would tell him why he would need to take me home. Leon's dad 'Derek' is the same height around 6ft, with dark brown hair, and well built from going to the gym every Saturday on the weekend with my dad. His mum 'Susan'; is about 5ft, slim bright red hair that is perfectly shaped and cut to her heart facial shape.

I flinched when my dads fist banged against the reception desk causing the vase of flowers to wobble slightly. Derek put his hand on my dad's shoulder and started whispering something in his ear which seemed to calm him down. He turned away from the desk and walked past the automatic double doors towards the small waiting area where he closed the glass door behind him and sat down by one of the large windows which reached from the floor to the ceiling. All the plastic blue chairs were perfectly lined around three brick walls. I swallowed back my nerves forced myself to stop shaking and stiffly walked towards my dad.

Before I could get there though someone clasped my right hand, I looked up to see Leon's face and the bruise on on his neck I instantly felt a huge amount of regret for hitting him, he shook his head.As he stepped closer to me he leaned his chest on my arm his lips skimming my ear as he whispered "don't go near him" then he quickly moved his head away from me and took a step back but didn't let go of my hand.

I stared at my dad trying to judging how angry he was; his elbows were on his knees, head rested on his tightly closed fists and his left foot tapped on the floor. I looked over at Leon and closed the gap between us and put my mouth near to his ear and whispered "Crap he's fuming" I swiftly untangled my hand from Leon's.

I took one slow step towards him whilst repeating a mantra in my head; right foot, left foot, right, left whilst trying not to make him jump, I eased my bum on one of the blue plastic chairs next to him.
"Can't believe I had to leave work for this" he growled at me quietly
"I'm so ss-sorry dad" I stuttered, my heart hammering in my chest. As I quietly look up at him he glared at me. He met my blue eyes with his own, I could see his were heated with anger, mine probably showed fear.

I brushed my hands through my hair then stopped myself. I then put my hood up instead and started fidgeting by twisting the strings on my hood so I could try and keep him from seeing my face. My dad stood up which instantly made me stand up and take down my hood. I calmed down when I saw my tutor walking towards us, he looked stressed and tired as he rubbed his round glasses with the bottom if his shirt then he spoke calmly.
"Sit down Jarred and Mr Flatly we won't keep you long." Leon and his family came over and also took a seats nearest to me.
" I am guessing you all know as that's why you are here" my tutor said in a deep voice.
"Yes sir" me and Leon said in unison
"Good. Well I would like to say to Leon and Jarred that this kind of behaviour is not tolerated in this college. But since your both near the end of the first year of your course. We would like to give you one more chance to improve your behaviour and will only let you go off with a warning"
"Yes sir" me and Leon said in unison. He looked over at our parents
"Mr and Mrs Power and Mr Flatly, I would like you to have a stern word about violence when you get home and about how its wrong. And I wouldn't like to see this kind of behaviour again from your sons"
"Yes, Mr Howell we will" Susan replied with a kind smile.
We got up and shook Mr Howell's hand and left the college.

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