Fall For Him, Not Her.

Chapter Seventeen.

It was March.
Emma was back in school, and things were slowly getting better for me with my mom.
She started going shopping with me, for actual boy clothes.
It was nice, she would point out different styles, that weren't exactly my taste.. but I'd agree with some of the outfits.
My mom was finally trying to accept me and be open about it.

Dad and Emma were beyond thrilled.
Spring break was also around the corner.
I knew, Zeke mentioned to the guys about our road trip idea, and everyone seemed on board about the idea.
But now? No ones really said anything.
Klay keeps acting distant towards us.
Which honestly, pisses me off.
We were finally friends, after kissing and being suspended.
Now, he wants to play hide and seek?

"Why haven't we done it, yet?" The question, itself escaped from my lips faster than anything.
Zeke was laying on my bed, upside down looking at some book.
Before this wicked grin appeared on his face.
"Ho, ho? Where did that come from?" He asked, the grin staying in face.
My face was now burning in embarrassment.
"No where! I didn't mean to say it out loud, ignore me. Go back to your playboy." I buried my face in my hands now.
I tensed, feeling his arms drape down, into my hoodie.
"Aw, come on, don't be shy." He purred into my ear.
That sent chills down my spine.

"STOP BEING CREEPY!" I screamed, running out of my room.
"DON'T TEASE ME LIKE THAT THEN!" Zeke called after me.
I ran straight to the bathroom, my face flushed.
"I can't believe I said that out loud." I cried.
"Said what?" My blood ran cold.
I looked up, seeing Emma sitting on the tub, shaving her legs.
My eyes grew wide.
Along with loud screaming.

Klay looked at himself, in the mirror.
The bags under his eyes, got worse, his skin was paler now.
He was getting scared, he had three months left.
He still wanted, Zeke to know his true feelings.
Tears appeared in his eyes, he didn't want to die.
He still had a long life, ahead of him.

Help wasn't an option, he didn't even know who could help him.
He just knew, dying wasn't something he was ready for.
If he dies, he goes to hell..
It sounded horrifying.
No one wants to go there, it was burning that scared him.
Plus, being tortured.

There was no telling, what awaited him there.
He just knew.
Time was ticking.

And it wasn't slowing down.

"Okay first of all, who the hell admits they want to have sex then runs away?" Brett asked, a poker face in the cafeteria line.
I was glaring now, more embarrassed than I already felt.
"It was a accident!" I defended.
"But, sex was on your mind." Pete pointed out.
I shoved my face into my hands.
Zeke smirked.
"You left out the best part, Drew ran to the bathroom, to only interrupt his sister shaving her legs." He laughed.
Brett shivered.
"Any guy could scream, seeing that." He said.
Pete nodded.
"I would."

My attention fell on Klay, he was walking a lot slower today.
I knew, he had three months left.

There was probably so much stuff, running through his mind.
Mostly, fear probably..
I knew I said, I would save him.
But, how do you save someone from something your not even sure, is a witch anymore?

I frowned, before tensing, Zeke's hand went to my back pocket before pulling me closer to him.
I glared softly.
"Zeke, we're in school." I hissed.
Zeke shrugged.
"No one notices us." He said.
He was missing the point.
Principal man could be anywhere, watching us.
No, scratch that.
Anderson could be anywhere, watching us.

I frowned, falling into Zeke's touch.
Like usual, and this usually turned him on.
Which is gross, but I accepted it.

Regardless, how gay he could get towards me.
I was still worried about Klay.
Nothing could change that.
I will save him.
No matter the consequences.