Different: A Reverse Kevedd Story

Chapter Eight

Kevin's POV

My cheeks are rosy.

My heart racing.

Hands sweaty.

I can't believe he said that.

The bullies look at us.

For what feels like enternity they are quiet, I don't think they are going to reply- but then it happens.

"Faggots," the leader spits the word out like a poison.

My eyes burn.

It is like I have been staring at the sun for too long.

My eyes water.

The words feel like a hot brand meeting my skin, that's exactly what it is.. a brand.

You can't escape the labels you get once you get them in high school.

Our brand just happens to be the "f" word.

I feel WEAK.

I feel like TRASH.

I feel UNWORTHY.

UNWANTED.

NUISANCE.

I feel ready to give into my emotions.

The faucets of my eyes ready to unleash the water that has been building up for years.

But..

Then I feel familiar.

Warm.

Soft.

Loving.

EDD.

His hand was laying on my shoulder.

His eyes are soft.. He knows what I am feeling right now.

I wonder if he has ever felt this way before?

Did he have someone at his side?

No... He is the strong one- the bad boy- he wasn't a defenseless weakling like I am.