Cane's Pov.
I was anxious. Two days. Its been two fucking days and Sora hasn't been to school. I was worried. He wasn't looking good these past few days. I had wanted to ask more to Hayton but he had disappeared right after the bell rung.
I wanted to know. I wanted to see Sora. I wanted to see his smile. The one I fel-, shit. I sighed. Running my hands through my hair in frustration. I didnt want to accept it. It, wasn't right. It just, wasn't .
But, it felt so right. It has always been Sora. I had been attracted to Treena yes. But the moment she introduced me to her little brother it was like everything had just faded.
I was dumbstruck. By his smile, his eyes, the little stammer he had whenever he was embarrassed, the beautiful hue of red and pink he blushed when I stared at him a little too long.
And that night. Good lord. I can't honestly say I regretted that night. And that angers me even more. Scares me.
Throwing down my pen, I scrubbed my face sighing yet again. Scrubble was beginning to grow. Looking at my watch it showed 6:45.
Shit!! When had it gotten so late. I looked at the papers I was marking. I had only gotten less than half done, the rest of the afternoon was spent worrying about Sora.Packing up my desk and bag I left the empty gloomy school. It always was facinating , how the school could go from looking normal and bright in the day to freaking dark and gloomy at night.
Driving the distance in my van, I checked my phone. Of course its dead. Keeping an eye on the road I plugged my phone in the portable charger. I waited patiently as it turned on, and when it did my eyes widened in surprise at the number of missed calls on the phone.
Grabbing my phone closer I checked the caller log. These calls were frooom...... SORA???? Dammit! My heart started to pound in my chest. What should I do? Should I go to him? Is he alright? Fumbling with my phone I dialed his number.
With fear clogging my mind I waited for him to pick up. The call was answered on the second ring.
"Hel-"
"Where the fuck are you?? Do you know how much fucking times I have been calling you? " I was cut off by Haytons loud high pitched voice. Any other time I would have chatised him for his language towards me. Right now, No.
"I was at work my phone die-"
"Just get home already, its freezing and Sora-"
I cut him off for a change, "Sora? How is he? Where is he ? Is he alr-"
Again he cut me off, "Just , get home. We're outside your house. " he said much calmer and much more defeated. He hung up.
Outside my house?? Putting down the phone , I gripped the steering wheel tighter and pressed the gas. Not caring if I was over the speed limit. All that mattered right now was Sora.
When I arrived five minutes later I parked quickly. Hayden was pacing up and down the porch, a worried look on his face. Sora sat on the porch steps, hugging himself tightly, eyes vacant and a crease in the middle of his forhead.
Ignoring the aching in my chest I jumped out of the car. Hayden look up at me and stopped pacing. His fear was evident.
"What's wrong? What happened? " I asked.
Hayden bit his lip. He glanced at Sora a worried look on his face. Looking at Sora I saw him shivering.
"Let's go inside. Its warmer we'll get something warm to drink and then you can tell me what's wrong okay? " I said gently to the both of them. Hayden nodded and went to help up the vacant minded Sora . Something was really wrong.
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