Torn Between Two

Chapter 42

Connor 

All I remember from last night is we watched the movies and put the bed back together and fell asleep. I wake up to some light in my eyes. I look at my phone. Shit we have school today.

"Troye! Troye! Troye! Troye!" I poke his face to try and get him up. "Troye! Troye! Tr-" I get cut off by his voice

"...Con. Babe, I'm tired," Troye breaths out and rolls over to face me. Shit we have an exam today. "You don't have time to be tired. We totally forgot about our science exam today." I say and then pull the sheets off him, "Get up, babe." I say and look at him.

Troye groans and rubs his eyes "Just remind me.. Did we even study for that science exam?" I think for a minute and then remembered no we didn't. I shake my head, "Nope."
"Great." Troye says.

"Come on, get up and get dressed. If you're fast maybe we can read up on notes on the bus," I suggest to Troye. Troye yawns.

He tries to lean in and kiss my forehead, "Morning."

"Babe, I love you and all, but no kisses until you're dressed." Troye whimpers "Connnn!" He sighs in defeat he decides to get dressed. I grab some clothes Troye lent to me. Some jeans with a Lany T-shirt and then a sweater. I look at it. I sit on the bed and wait for him.

"It's gonna be so hot today, baby. This sweater may actually kill me,"Troye says dramatically before pulling it over his head I look down at my arms. I sigh. I hate myself for this. "I wish I didn't have to wear one," I mumble out. Troye sits next to me. "We'll get through this. It's gonna be fine, okay?" Troye asks me.
"Okay." I reply to him.

He waits for a minute then speaks, "Babe, you do realise you're absolutely covered in hickeys, right?" I jump up super high and then run out of the bedroom and run towards the bathroom. Realizing the pain still from the other night. I start to limp. I look in the mirror touching them lightly.

"I can't go to school like this!" I shout from the bathroom "Use Sage's makeup!" Troye yells back coming into the bathroom.

Troye looking through the cupboard. He pulls out some power crap and then a random brush. He opens it and starts to put in on my neck. I move my neck from side to side as he goes around me.

We're finished in a couple of minutes and we can finally head to the bus stop and wait for the day to go on.

Are you sure lol

Troye holding my hand tight as we wait for the bus. "I love you,"Troye whispers to me. "Ditto."

The bus pulls up and we step on. I look at the back and see Tyler glance at us from the back. "Look, it's the lovebirds!" he snickers, causing everyone to laugh. We sit in the front away from everyone. Mainly Tyler.

Troye having a hard time dealing with the people talking back and forth and laughing. "Shut up, Tyler!" Troye yells back I immediately grab his arm, "Don't, babe. Leave him." I say worried for him.

"How about you make me?" Tyler asks.

That single line makes everyone on the bus freeze.

"Or are you too scared?"

Troye takes some deep breaths and I look at him and think of an idea. "Let's get off here. We can walk," Troye says. "Alright," I whisper back. The bus stops and we get off. Troye squezzes my hand as we walk a couple blocks to school.

"He's going to hurt you. Because of me. Troye, you need to leave me at school today. Please." I say to him looking down.

"Never."

I sigh. I can't let him just get hurt like that. Like he doesn't need to protect me.

We walk into the school gate we head to his locker well ours. "I'll be right back, I'm going to the bathroom." I say leaving Troye for a moment I walk into the bathroom. I use the bathroom and then wash my hands. I look in the mirror. They are not too visible. I start to walk out and I am greeted by two people I hate the most. "Marcus, Mark." I say and not looking them in the eye.

"You are not going back to Troye that quick." Marcus says. Slamming me against the wall. I close my eyes. Just let me be. I look around. Not many people around. Even if there was. No one would care.

"You do what we say or Troye will be hurt badly." Marcus says. I gulp. Stick up for yourself. "Who will hurt him?" I ask kind of confident. "Tyler." Mark spit at me. No he will fucking hurt him so bad. Marcus let's go of me. I try and run. I run down the hall as fast as I can. I run just to the corner. I am pulled back. I am slammed to the ground. A fist to my face. "You ran. Now Troye will get hurt." Marcus says and then kicks me. I feel the pain in my side. "No please don't let him get touched. I will do anything hurt me as much as you want just don't hurt him." I beg out. I get kicked again. "Do what we say and we will see." I feel the pain in my nose. "Okay anything." I beg them. I don't want them to hurt him. "You will do anything?" Marcus asks. I nod fast. "Just don't hurt him." I cry out. The pain from my nose shooting in my head. "Stand up." Mark spits at me. "Okay." I say and whimper. I stand up. "We have someone who wants a little something." Marcus says. They drag me into the bathroom. "They want you to give them hickies." Marcus says. I look up and see a new person I have never seen. Then Joe Sugg Zoe's brother. "You know Joe, and this is Dion. He is new and well needs something. You will do this. If not your precious little boyfriend will get so hurt." Mark says and kicks me in the ass so I move forward. I whince in pain. Fuck. "Hello Connor." Joe says looking at me in the eye. "Didn't know you were gay." I say and he shakes his head. "No it's to look cool. And by the looks of it. You know how to do it. You do it too Mellet all the time you slut." Joe says to me harshly. He takes his shirt off and I try not to look at his toned body. But I have to say it is a nice body. No stop it. You have Troye. I look at his neck and then close my eyes. Think it's Troye think it's Troye do anything. I touch my lips to his skin. I close my eyes hard. No I can't do this it's not Troye. If he finds out I am doing this he will kill me. I put my lips to his neck and do it just like I would to Troye. I hear Joe moan a little and then I try and pull away. He puts his hand on my head and makes me do it more and more. I feel a pain in my chest and finally I am released from his grip. I look down. I look at his neck. More than I even gave Troye. I am so sorry Troye. I can't see him after this. "Wow guys he is pretty good at it. He should do this to us more often." Joe says and they all laugh. "Well he is a slut." Marcus says. They all laugh at me. "Dion's turn!" Mark says and shoves me to him. "Alright so I can do whatever I want to him?" Dion asks. "Yup sure can." Joe says. They all laugh. Dion grabs my hand I close my eyes and go to kiss his neck. I whine as he moves his hand down my back. Don't touch me! I want to yell and scream. But it's for Troye he will get hurt. Dion then grabs my ass hard. I whimper out. I try and move away or get away. He can't just do that. He can't touch me. "2 punches. If you do not smarten up." Marcus says. I latch right back to Dion. I whimper when he touches my ass. I hate this. Finally he lets me go.

"Now." Marcus says and shoves me into the sink. My back hitting it. He punches me in the stomach harder and harder each time. I hear my phone ding. Then again. I ignore it. I hate this. Why can't I be normal? "Now Franta. Go to your exam and kill yourself." Mark says. I nod and I stumble out of the bathroom. I just touched and got touched wrong from two people I have no clue about. I hate it. I myself for it. My pour Troye. I look down at my phone.

Troye: Where are you? Are you okay? I love you. I love you so much please answer me back.

Troye: Please Connor answer your phone. What happened to you? Are you okay.

I can't answer him. I will feel guilty. I hate this. I hate myself. I go home and die. Yes good idea. Fine cut. For Troye I have to stay alive. I walk around the corner and I get pushed down. My stomach hurting. "Troye I need you where are you?" I ask myself quietly