Part Ten

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He was mad at me, I felt in his eye. What am I saying, he wouldn't even look at me! I felt disgusted with myself. "Eat...we have school today..." He said. That was the first time I heard his voice all night. I began to eat as told but I was beginning to feel.....fat. I took three bites from my breakfast I slid it away form me and left for the bus.

There was no amount of hope that would help me get threw this awful day; it was a terribly gloomy day in May and it made me feel dead inside. Not that I didn't already. The bus came to a stop in front of me and I climbed in. All the kids smiled, some waved, some gestured for me to sit with them. I did non of those things; I sat in the back where I could be sad and alone so I could think about the pain I caused Peter last night.

The kids began to migrate in the back where I sat, they spoke to one another in hushed tones. Those hushed tones turned into loud noises, something that made me most uncomfortable. We arrived at school, where I was pampered and treated like I was someone; Thanks Pete...But no thank you. I liked the old system, it helped me relive pain that I carried, It helped me release stress. "Hey Stumph....sorry I really don't know you name...you mind if I sit with you?" It was a tall blonde kid, he wore sleeveless, animal printed, and tight skinny jeans.

"I'm Mikey!" He said joyfully. I nodded and smiled as I pulled out a piece of paper. "I'm Patrick....it's nice to meet you Mikey..." He took the paper and read, "OHHH so you can't speak! Sorry, I'm not making fun of you or anything. I actually admire you silence. I have never met a teenager that could keep their trap shut for as long as you.....How long is that by the way?" He asked, I wrote "My entire life..." He read.

"WOW! that's a long time!! How old are you?" He asked. "16..." He nodded, looking at the number. "I'm seven-teen! Anyway, I'm excited to see my brother next week, he lives in New Jersey now with his boyfriend Frank, I had a crush on him for a long time.....well before but now I caught me a cute man, have you meet him? No, probably not, anyway he is the cutes cutie I have ever meet!!! He had these cute eyes and just the greatest smile! He's just to hard to explain!" He rambled.

We continued to talk for the last few minutes of lunch, or he was just annoying as hell and just never shut up long enough to take a breath, I could have sworn a few times he would have passed out. But he made me sort of smile with his constant talking, he talked more about his brother, Gerard and his boyfriend Frank; apparently they had been dating for ten years.

Then he talked about how he had a huge crush on Frank for so long and how annoying it was to his brother that he hit on Frank 24/7, Frank is one of those tough looking dudes with a bunch of tattoos, but he was a softy with his delicate eyes, his nice, perfectly strait, white, smile and shaggy black hair. Mikey understood why his brother loved him so much.

Then the last topic of conversation was his new boy toy. He described him as short, tan, brown fringe haired boy with a nice cheesy smile and tattoos that covered him body. Oh how Mikey adored him; he said that he had his first kiss with him when he was out his house helping him study for a test. He told me how nice his mother was, and how heart broken he was that he had lost someone very special to him and he had no real. "...or something like that!" He said.

He told me that the guy he was dating now asked him out when that person he loved went missing. Things began to click in my head, the boy Mikey described....was Pete...

When school was over I bawled quietly the entire way back home, and when I did get home Pete was there studying. "Who the hell is Mikey?!" I asked; I saw him gulp. "Patrick....please, he was just...he-" He practically confirmed my thoughts....he never loved me.....has he never even loved me!

"Patrick....I was sad....and lonely.....I missed you....I wanted you back; but I thought you would never come back......I thought I had to move on. Then you came back.....I'm so sorry..." I felt my heart feel out of my chest and I couldn't breathe. It was the most painful feelings I have ever felt, and my mother died not to long ago, god how stupid have been; to let him live here after his parents moved out a week ago!

Did he ever love me, or was he planning this all along. He was done moving so he had to find someone gullible enough to let him stay somewhere....God how could I have been so dumb..."Patrick...you know that it would have never lasted between us....you new that right?" He said. I felt my muscles weaken and I feel to the floor. "PATRICK!! PATRICK!!" everything faded to black and I feel asleep like that.

I woke up in my mothers bed, there was a note that sat by my side. It read, "Hey Patrick....I know we aren't at the best point right now...but I need somewhere to stay and....well this is my only option....sorry. I have gone to get Mikey....maybe take him on a date....convince him to move in too. See you soon..."

I felt my eyes fill with tears...I was right, he never loved me. It was all just a lie! HE FUCKING LIED TO ME!!!......he lied.....I laid down on the bed and let the depression set in....oh god it hurt more then anything i have ever felt before.....

Hope all enjoyed the last chapter of this book, but no worries we will return to Patrick's life and this whole thing. Have a nice day everyone!!!

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