Outcast {boyxboy} (OLD)

Chapter 14 - I'm gonna be sick

Mr. Nicosia 

"He WHAT?!"

"Please, don't yell--"
"No! I have every right to yell at you right now! Why the hell did you keep your mouth shut about that!?" I stayed silent and still. Even if I wanted to give a reason, my mouth wouldn't open. Tears were just running down my face since I didn't know what to do. Ashura sighed loudly and pulled me closer to him. "Book, why didn't you tell me?" His voice sounded so calm and relaxing.

"I didn't want you to yell and freak out. But you see how that worked..." I mumbled. He didn't say anything, probably because he knew I was right. Of course eventually I was going to have to say something. But the way he was pressuring me to say it was unbearable.

"I'm sorry," Ashura said, stroking my hair. "I didn't mean to. I... I just worry too much about you."

"I know. I'm okay though. I promise," I said, looking up at him. He smiled at me and leaned down for a kiss. Our lips touched briefly before the bell rang for first period. Ashura didn't let go of me though. He just hugged me tighter and stayed like that for what seems like forever. "A-Ashura... we have to go..." I tapped his back a few times to see if he'd let go.

"Just a little longer, please."

"I swear, if I get trampled by a swarm of students that are about to open that door, you're dead." He began to laugh. He. Fucking. Laughed.

"Alright, alright." Ashura finally let go of me and smiled. "I'll see you at lunch, okay?" I smiled back and nodded.

"Okay."

***

First period was probably the weirdest class I ever went to. Somehow we had a new teacher and none of us got an explanation as to what happened to our old one. I think his name was Mr. Nicosia. I have no clue. But I do know he kept staring at me and I did not feel comfortable. My stranger danger alarm was going off like crazy.

I don't even know if there was a bright side to that class or even second period. It just... It didn't feel right. Maybe it was the pain meds the doctor gave me for my concussion that are making me off. I mean, I was asleep for three days.

I didn't even pay attention to half the things that were said to me. My attention had to be called at least twenty times before I actually realized Ashura was calling out my full name. "Book. Lincoln. Jones."

"Hm?"

"Jesus, are you alright? You've been acting strange. Was it because of me...?" he hesitated for a moment. I looked at him, still feeling clueless about the situation. Ashura had worried eyes that were trying to read me.

"I'm fine. I'm just...thinking," I said to hopefully reassure him. "Don't worry."

"Are you sure? You don't feel lightheaded? Or sick? Something? Anything?"

"Yes, Ashura. I'm fine." I feel like I'm playing twenty questions with him now. I did actually feel lightheaded and sick. But if I say anything Ashura will not hesitate to carry me to his car and take me home. Sometimes I think he's a little over protective, yet when situations come and he is like that, I feel fine, like that's how things are supposed to be. "I'm gonna go to the bathroom," I quietly spoke. No one really seemed to notice I said anything, so I quickly slipped away and headed to one of the empty halls.

I knew I could think here in peace, without and disruptions at all. Really I feel like there's a hole missing somewhere, or maybe a puzzle piece. The picture is almost complete, but one is gone, leaving the feeling of being unsatisfied with your mental project.

Nothing was adding up anymore. I couldn't figure out why we had a new teacher, or why Roman disappeared, or why I thought it was a good idea to speed down the highway while I was extremely upset and crying. Not even why my parents left...

They were forbidden love, I knew that. But who was chasing them was the real question. Mr. Sinfel never really told me who killed them. None of that would've happened if I was never born...

Tears began to fall down my cheeks. I knew I didn't really have a place in this world, but now... Now it's worse than before. I can't tell where I fit in here. No one else is half human, or passes out from the slightest taste of blood. They don't die unless they're killed by certain, specific things. They don't even get wounds that last as long as a human's.

I'm all alone here...

I walked into the nearest bathroom to go blow my nose from crying so much. I really needed it. I opened the door and almost puked at the sight in front of me.

There was Roman, hung by a noose from the ceiling with a metal rod going straight through his heart. Blood was dripping everywhere from him. I started to cry from seeing him like that. I couldn't handle it.

"Hello, Book," A voice said from behind me. I quickly turned around and saw Mr. Nicosia standing there. His bright blue eyes were penetrating through me. "What a lovely sight, isn't it?" He took a step closer to me. I wanted to back up away from him, but I couldn't. I wasn't froze up, I just couldn't think of myself touching Roman's cold, lifeless body.

"Wh-What do you want...?"

"Oh, nothing much." He came closer and hit me directly on my pressure point. I could feel myself falling, but he caught me before I hit the ground. I could hear him whisper "Buenas noches, mi amor," before I blacked out.