Home Soon (Bohner)

Eight

Later that day, the boys decided to have another bonfire. So they picked up some wood from the forest in the afternoon, and they started the fire. When the sun began to set, they were sitting around the fire just like the night before.

Tyler was sitting next to Sky, his head resting on his shoulder. "Hey, I'm gonna get something to drink. Do you want anything?" the boy with the crazy hair asked, shrugging Tyler off. "Nope, thank you." The younger boy smiled, shifting a little closer to Josh and resting his head on his shoulder this time. "Aww, I almost forgot how cuddly you are." The ginger boy chuckled, ruffling Tyler's hair. The blonde boy just blushed, pouting and smacking him on the chest.

"AJ, did you get the marshmallows?" Ty asked, messing with his wooden stick, almost poking Josh in the eye. "Yeah, they are on the pile of wood over there. Which reminds me, we don't have enough wood." AJ answered, frowning. "I can go and get some!" Tyler suggested, getting up and stretching. "Yeah, I can help." Nick chimed in, looking up from the flames and smirking, putting down his can of beer. Michael just frowned and raised his eyebrow.

This is not good. Not at all. Nick can be dangerous when he drinks.

But he just looked away and didn't say anything. "Okay. Let's go." The blonde boy shrugged, stepping over the little bench where they were sitting, and marching towards the forest, Nick following close behind.

"We have to go deeper. I think we collected all the wood from this part of the forest." Nick mumbled when they stepped inside the forest, leading Tyler deeper and deeper into the night.

"We should have brought a flashlight." The blonde boy whispered when he stumbled for the third time in two minutes. He slowed down, trying to pull his phone out of his pocket, but he was stopped by a pair of hands on his shoulders. It was Nick. He pushed Tyler against the nearest tree and connected their lips. The blonde boy gasped in surprise, but kissed back after a second, a warm feeling spreading through his body.

Woah. This is not how I imagined my first kiss. But I'm not complaining.

He smiled into the kiss, trying to ignore the taste of alcohol on the boy's lips. Nick grabbed Tyler's hands and pinned them above his head, and that's where it all went wrong. His grip on Tyler's hand was too strong, and the blonde boy did not enjoy it, so he pulled away with a frown, trying to free his hands. The older boy just gripped his chin with his free hand, connecting their lips once again. "N-Nick, stop p-please!" the blonde boy mumbled into the kiss, his eyes widened in fear. "Why? You're just a kid. You can't do anything." Nick pulled away and growled, his typical smirk playing on his lips. He kissed him again, moving his hand from Tyler's chin down to the hem of his t-shirt and his lips down to the boy's neck. "N-No! Let me g-go!" The blonde boy screamed, trying to escape. He tried to kick him, but he was pressed against the tree with so much force that he couldn't move. "Listen here you little shit, you're gonna be quiet and enjoy this, or I'm gonna be rough, understand?" the older boy growled in anger, attacking Tyler's lips once again, slipping his hand under his t-shirt. The blonde boy just helplessly sobbed, tears starting to stream down his face. Suddenly, Nick was forcefully pulled away from the boy and thrown to the ground. "You sick bastard! You deserve to die for this! I can't believe you're not already in jail for the disgusting things you did!" the person who was straddling Nick shouted aggressively, and based on the voice, Tyler recognized that it was Michael. "I swear to god, if you EVER touch him or anyone else like that again, I'm gonna kill you!" he growled, throwing a punching him again and again. "Michael, no!" Tyler tried to stop him when he realized what was happening and tried to pull him away, but Michael just continued to punch the brunet under him. Nick was so shocked and confused that he barely fought back. "I'm gonna let you go this time. You are going back to your cabin, packing your shit, and leaving. If you're not gone by the time I get back, I'm gonna kick you out myself, and you don't want to experience that, trust me." The tall boy growled in a low tone, holding Nick by the collar, staring into his eyes with burning anger and hate. When he eased his grip on the shocked boy, he immediately crawled away, stood up, and ran towards the cabins without a word, wiping the blood from his nose, that was probably broken. Michael just tried to calm his breathing and ran a hand through his hair. "Are you okay?" he asked quietly, looking at the blonde boy, giving him a soft smile. "Y-Yeah, I'm fine, but-but you shouldn't have beaten him up like that. It-it wasn't his fault." Tyler mumbled, sniffling and wiping his eyes. "Are you serious?!" the taller boy shouted, his eyes wide and full of disgust. "Even after what just happened, you are defending him?! I-I just can't believe this. I can't. You know what? I don't care. It's whatever. Just-don't talk to me ever again." he muttered, turning around with blank expression and walking away. "No! Michael, wait!" Tyler shouted, wiping the tears that started to run down his face once again. The older boy ignored him and continued to walk.

I fucked up. Why do I always fuck things up?