Does the jock want the cock? (boyxboy)

Chapter 9

Joseph's POV

"Students, may I have your attention. The faculty would like to share this with you before it hits the mouth. Sophomore Trevor Stewart has just been rushed to the hospital by overdosing on Hydrocodone. As of right now he is in ICU. There will be counselors set up around the school today. If you you need to talk to one, feel free to get a pass and leave."

   No. No. I'm dreaming. Around the classroom I see people with worried looks in their faces. No. I stood up, but found myself falling back into my chair.

   "Darlin, are you okay?" Mrs. Fitz said, slightly toughing my shoulder.

   "No, I need to see him. I need to see him," I repeated, walking towards the door.

   "The counselor? Hold on babe while I write you a pass," she said. Before she could take a step I was already sprinting down the hallway.

   "Trevor baby please be okay," I said to myself, hoping a higher power would understand.

   I held out my thumb until a woman in her mid thirties pulled over and let me in.

   "Do you need to go to a hospital?" She asked. I looked in the mirror. I looked pretty pale, and I was very sweaty.

   "Yes!" I yelled. "Immediately!"

   I need to see you Trevor, I am so sorry.

   I ran into the hospital to the front desk.

   "Where is Trevor Stewart?"

   "Are you family?"

   "Um..." I thought for a split millisecond, then yelled, "Yes I am his brother Joseph Stewart! I need to see him!" I was soaked with tears when she finally decided to take me back.

   I couldn't go in, only look through the door window. He was in a bed, plugged into a monitor. I wanted to run in their and tell him I'm sorry, for everything.

   Instead I sat, for what seemed like years, ended up being 4 hours before I got to see him.

   "Baby," I whispered, touching his face.

  "Leave," he stared at me.

   "What?" I asked. Please, no.

   "Leave. We're through. Get out." I could see he'd been crying, or the tears from my still wet face dripped on him.

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Trevor's POV

   My head was floating they put me on so much, that talking to him was a challenge. I could tell he'd been crying, he looked awful. Still beautiful, just awful.

   "You need to leave," the tears started rolling, when he tucked his head in my shoulder.

   "Believe me when I say I'll never do that again. I won't stand by and let people hurt you. I won't hide us." His lips were a light blue and his eyes were extremely bloodshot.

   "You broke my heart," I said, turning the other way.

   "Please, that was the last time I'll ever act that way," he whispered.

   "Please believe me," he was holding my hands and his strong arms, and I gave him a light smile.

   "I'll think about it," I said, closing my eyes, and drifting away.

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Guys! This was kind of a short chapter, and I have the whole story plotted out, it's just, till then, I need you to get hooked, so at least I tried right? Haha poor Trevor. Joseph has good intentions, but he's a douche. DON'T FORGET TO VOTE.