When Two Worlds Collide [boyxboy]

Ch. 21: Malice, Lies, Claustrophobia

*James' P.O.V.*

*8:30am*

It's been a week since the sleepover at Derek's house. After the whole scene with his dad, we decided to lay low and just relax the rest of the evening, eating pizza, making that's what she said jokes and looking up hilarious Youtube videos.... how he ever came across "The Italian Man Who Went to Malta" is beyond me. Not that there's anything wrong with Italians, but that video cracks me up every time I see it.

At the moment I'm sitting in homeroom. I don't really know anyone in this class so I'm just sitting in the back of the classroom and remniscing fondly of that day. I think I'm getting a little obsessed...

*BEEP*

Ahhh announcements. woopidy frickin doo. I tune out and just hear blah blah blah about the sports for the most part, but the last announcement catches my attention.

"Juniors and Seniors, don't forget; tickets for Prom go on sale starting this Friday. The prom itself will be on March 10th."

My eyes grow wide as I sit there with my mouth undoubtedly on the floor. March 10th marks my 17th birthday! I am sooooooo gonna take Derek to---- wait... what will everyone think of us? I haven't really thought about that... Neither of us are out yet. hmmmm... I'll have to talk to him about it and see what he thinks.

*11:59am*

"Derek... we need to talk about coming out." I put it bluntly. He just nods his head and swallows the bite of sandwich he was chewing.

"Yeah, I've been thinking about that... What if we were to come out at the same time? We could both go into the lunch room and one could ask the other out or something... Or something. I don't care what." Derek suggests without thinking twice. He must've already planned this out.

'I think that sounds fine... Do you want to ask me out? I mean, it makes no difference to me, I'm just trying to avoid indecisiveness." He nods without a word. So it's settled on how, now the only question is... "When are we gonna do this?" I continue.

"Why not today? We still have 15 minutes of lunch... you start heading down and I'll come down 3 minutes behind you. that'll make it look less staged. K? Your friend Beth sits in the cafeteria right? go over to her and I'll find you there." Well, I don't see why not... Okay, fine, so I know multiple reasons why not to do it yet, but still, if he wants it, I'm all for it.

*Derek's P.O.V.*

*12:05*

I'm just now getting to the cafeteria. I look around for James and spot him at a table... doesn't it figure. It's right at the center of the room. Hah! Well, all the more people to hurry up and spread the word, eh?

"Erhem... James?" I say, trying to make it look convincing. He turns around and looks at me expectantly. But I can see something else in his eyes... Fear? Oh geez... Please don't chicken out James. Not when I've already gotten this far into it... Because now there's only one option for backing out.

"Yeah... ummmmmm... would you, errrr... GO TO PROM WITH ME?" I say the last part somewhat loudly so as to make sure people hear it around the room. James suddenly looks around at all the stares, and I realize... I was right. He's chickening out. And of course it's too late for me to avoid coming out of the closet, but he can still avert his coming out. FUCK.

He hesitates, then does the most unforgiveable thing he could've done.

"FUCK YOU, FAG!" He shouts. I feel my tears already blurring my vision.

That's it. It's over. he couldn't have done anything more stupid. He just lost me.

*SMACK*

I stand corrected. He just did something more stupid. I feel a sharp pain cut through me as he punches me in the face, knocking me straight to the ground. I don't even bother trying to talk to James as I get up and walk away. I only stand to humiliate myself more in front of these bastards.

I only look back once. James and I make eye contact, and I can instantly register pain in his expression, through my tears, but I ignore it. He doesn't deserve my care. Bitch. I flip him off, then leave without another thought of it.

*James' P.O.V.*

*12:10*

What did I just do? Oh that's right,  I fucked up any and every chance I have of being with Derek. Everyone else is laughing and throwing paper wads after Derek, but my table is just staring at me with hateful glares. Even Beth is looking at me with pure disgust as well. Fuck it all. I see why Derek never came out now. Being gay sucks.

I leave silently in the opposite direction of the exit Derek ran out of, slumping slightly and avoiding eye contact with the stupid kids who just unknowingly caused me to ruin the life of the one I love, as well as my own life. But I can't really blame them, it was my fault, not theirs.

I quietly run to the 3rd floor janitor's closet, closing and locking the door behind me. Hmph,  a fitting punishment for me, the closeted jackass. Locking myself in the Janitor's closet that only opens from the outside... wait, shit!!!!!!! I'M CLAUSTROPHOBIC!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

My heart starts racing and my breathing becomes quick and shallow. I barely see the lock turning as I pass out. Fuck. I'm gonna die in a janitor's closet for having grief over the loss of Derek.

I feel a teardrop run down my cheek and close my eyes. may I never wake back up. I don't deserve it anymore.

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