Downpoured(BoyxBoy)

Chapter Nine: Unbelievable

Chapter Nine

It felt like the wind had been knocked out of me. Guilt flooded through me as if it were flowing through my veins from an IV bag. It all went in slow motion as I saw the small tear roll down his cheek.

He stood there, unmoving, with utter shock at what he had witnessed.

I didn't blame him.

It didn't take long for him to whip around and make his exit-- his long steps quickly turning into a full sprint.

I was on my feet the next second chasing after him. I see him make his way across the field as I try to catch up. My breathing becomes heavy, not because of the physical activity, but because I was utterly terrified.

I manage to shake away my thoughts, enough for me to catch up to him. I stretch my arm out in an attempt to pull him back by his shirt, but he side steps me and I fall forward.

I forget he's a football player.

I get back up in record time and use the last ounce of strength I have left. I charge for him and jump high in the air, tackling him from the back. Wow, this hurts like shit without the gear on, I think painfully to myself. He lets out a pain filled grunt as I land on him with my full weight. I'm honestly not that big of guy, relax. I think to myself.

"Get the fuck off of me Jace, I don't wanna talk to you". He mumbles angrily. Oh right, his face is in the grass. I take off some of my weight and he manages to roll over so that I am now straddling him. If I move completely, he'll run. Jared has always been a runner...in every sense of the way. Not that I could really talk.

"I need to explain myself". I say determined.

"Alright then do it, it won't matter either way", he spits out venomously.

Fuck. I only managed to think about catching him. I hadn't really thought this far ahead. I'm such an asshole. Just name me best friend of the fucking year, because I'm incredible.

"Dude, what you saw was a mistake, okay"?

What a pathetic thing to say. Really Jace, do you want to become a walking cliche? He glares at me, seeming to agree with my un-vocalized thoughts. While I was so busy mulling over such thoughts, he manages to push me off. He gets up, but this time he only walks away. For a moment, I silently watch him leave me. After several seconds I quickly shake it off and go after him.

"look, Jared, a lot has changed since you were last here. Honestly, I can't even explain most of it. Mostly because I'm still fucked up about it". I say genuinely.

"I don't want to hear it Jaceon, so fuck off". He says monotonously.

Jaceon? Did he really just call me that? Oh this is bad, real bad.

"Jared, you gotta hear my out, dude. I want to tell you everything that's happened. A lot has changed in such a short amount of time".

He stops with his back still facing me. His shoulders are stiff and I can see that his breathing is heavy.

"Jace, I'll hear you out...just not right now. Leave me alone".

His tone holds a sense of finality that I couldn't ignore. I wasn't going to argue with that. We'd find another time to discuss this. My eyes lock on Jared's retreating body. I didn't take my gaze away until he disappeared behind the trees.

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Alex had texted me a few minutes back wondering where I was. I had told him that something came up and that I had to leave. From his response I could tell he was upset, but that was the least of my worries. I left my car in the school parking lot and decided to walk home. It would be a long walk, but I needed the time to think.