And So Romeo Forgot His Lines

And So Romeo Forgot His Lines {12}

***Shame’s POV***

I was talking to Richie in lunch. Minding my own business for once. We were just talking about the new Brokencyde album. “I think they’re going mainstream. Da House Party is so mainstream,” he argued. “Maybe. But I like Teach Me How To Scream,” I said. “But check out 40oz. They even went mainstream with that,” Jay argued. “Bree Bree?” I offered.

“Hey Shame!” Paxton had randomly popped up behind me. Clifton was standing next to him. “I just saw that girl you were talking about. Actually I ran into her and knocked her down.” I smirked. “Good job PacMan!” I said proudly.

“Hello fag. How’s your hand?”

I spun around and shot daggers at Jake as he smirked. “Fuck off,” I growled. “Make me.” I jumped at him. I threw him to the ground with my good hand and began to kick him. A crowd exploded around us fast.

“Fag!” Jake yelled and grabbed my leg. He forced me to the ground and jumped on me. He began to punch me. I couldn’t do much with one arm. I slid my other arm out of the sling and beat Jake in the face with my cast. It hurt like hell but it was hurting him more and that was all that mattered.

“Gah!” Shit this hurt. It hurt so, so bad. “Fucker!” Jake screamed, his face scratched and bloody. He punched me as hard as he could in the face. It stunned me for a moment and he grabbed my arm. He slammed the cast against the ground, stood up, and stomped on it.

I let out a pain filled howl. I stood up and charged at the fucker. I slammed him against the wall, kneed him where it hurt, and punched him. I slammed his head back and fucked up his sorry face as much as I could before the security guards dragged me away.

“Mr. Fitzpatrick!” the principal exploded once I was in his office. “It’s called karma! That fucker burned my hand so I fucked up his face!” I snapped. His face was bright red. His eyes shifted to my hand. “What do you mean?” Maybe I could stop myself from being expelled. If I got expelled Lizzy would strangle me to death with a toaster.

I tried to calm down. “Watch the videos from Living Environment. He undid the cap so that it would burn my hand.” He crossed his arms. “If you’re lying to me you will be expelled,” he growled. “And if I’m not?” “If you’re not then…3 days ISS.” In school suspension. I’d had that a lot before. It wasn’t that bad.

He got on the phone and I tuned him out. If they found out then Jake would probably be expelled. Then I could kick his ass outside of school.

The door to the office opened. “Seamus I will strangle you with a toaster.” I sighed. “Lizzy, shut up,” I grumbled as she sat next to me.

The living teacher entered a few minutes later and nodded. “He’s telling the truth.” Alright. ISS, here I come. The principal nodded and turned to me.

“3 days ISS, Mr. Fitzpatrick.” And he left the room. Which meant I returned to my normal classes now. “See ya Lizzy,” I said and stood up. “You’re grounded!” she said angrily. I laughed. “Yea, right.”

I left the office and checked the time. It was still only 7th period so I stalked off to Living. I opened the door and the students gasped and started whispering. I grinned and sat next to Jay. “Well?” he urged. “3 days ISS,” I said with a shrug.

I put my arm back in the sling. My hand was really smarting now. But it was so worth it to see Jake’s face get that fucked up. Alex wouldn’t like him anymore. Then again, she probably hated me even more.

I looked over to where she and Bob were sitting and sure enough, she was giving the “go die” look I knew so well. I smiled innocently at her and waved. She flipped me off. Well, I never! How rude!

When the day ended, Alex came on my bus. Jake wasn’t there and that made me happy. “Don’t get near me!” she snapped before sitting down. Whoa. Attitude. I like it.

I grinned as I sat down. Alex was texting on her phone. Bob was sitting next to me and my headphones were in. We got back to my house and I threw open the front door and I led Alex back into the kitchen.

Lizzy spun around and reached for the toaster. “Lizzy! Lay off the Hatorade!” I said in annoyance and chucked the baby at her face.

She caught it and glared. “You are in so much trouble young man!” she hissed. “Yea, yea, yea,” I said, waving my hand dismissively and threw a water bottle at Alex. I grabbed myself a Monster and the baby and brought Alex upstairs.

“I hate you,” she finally said. “You and everyone else,” I said as I changed Bob’s diaper. “Never fall asleep! [you won’t wake up] Destroy the guillotine! [before he does]” My iPod screamed at us. Alex was giving me a disgusted look. “Turn your emo shit off you fag!” she finally exploded.

I rolled my eyes. “I can put on something heavier if you prefer. Wake Up by Suicide Silence perhaps? Or No Pity For A Coward.” As I was talking, my iPod shuffled to…oh god just kill me now.

Perfect by Simple Plan.

I could’ve sworn I deleted that song. “Hey dad, look at me, think back and talk to me. Did I grow up according to plan?” it sang. Dad...I felt the pain that came with thoughts of him explode inside me.

“Hey Seamus?” Alex didn’t sound as angry anymore. “What?” I asked cautiously. “Where is your dad?” I shrugged. “Who cares?” I did. Not that I would ever admit it. She fidgeted uncomfortably. “I was just wondering. I remember him from elementary school. But you never mention him anymore.”

He used to come in for father’s day and career day at school. He would meet all my friends and smile at them. He would place his arm around me lovingly as he told jokes to make me and my friends laugh. The pain of those memories was so unbearable.

“Well it’s none of your business!” I yelled angrily. She looked at me with apologetic eyes. I sighed. “Just…forget about it okay?” She nodded and moved to help me.