Tommy Joe Ratliff, a sixteen year old, lived a hard life when he was kidnapped at age fourteen for prostitution in a gay bar. Two years later he was rescued by police along with other people. Now he goes back to school, but people bully him for the...
After eating, we had gotten back inside the car. This time, Adam seem to be thinking of something. He seem to be in a deep thought. I took his hand and started rubbing circles on the top of his hand. He faced me and smiled.
"Are you okay?" I asked.
"Yeah." He said. "What hour is it?" I took my phone out.
"Nine-thirty." I said as I put it on camera. I pulled him close to me and put the camera on selfie mode. "Smile in three, two, one..." the camera flashed and I smiled at the photo.
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I looked up at my Babyboy. "What is going on in your mind, baby?"
"Do you trust me?" He asked. I gulped.
"Wh-What do you mean?" I asked. "Are you doing something or...."
"No, no, no, no its nothing bad." He said. "I'm just asking."
"O-Of course I do." I said. "Why are you asking?"
"I want to take you somewhere." He said.
"Okay." I said and he started driving.
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After two hours, Adam stopped driving, but I didn't know where we were.
"Adam where are we?" I asked. He turned off the car and got off. He came over to open my door and I went to him
"You'll see." He said. We walked to what seemed to be a forest, but once out, I saw we had gotten out of the city.
"Its so....beautiful." I whispered. Adam wrapped his arms around my waist and his chin rested on my shoulder. I smiled as I looked up at him and stroked his cheek. "I love you."
"Me too." He said and kissed my temple. We lay down on the grass and looked up at the stars. The night was kind of cold, but it was nice. Adam was with me. I was in his arms. I felt safe. Nothing and no one could take me away as long as Adam was here.
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Tommy's House. . .
Tommy's POV:
When I had gotten home, I went to guess that Mom and Dad were sleeping since the house was pitch black. I quietly climbed upstairs and went to my room. Oh God, I don't think I've had such a beautiful night like today.
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Monday Morning At School. . .
Tommy's POV:
Sadly, I had to go to school. Supposedly Adam was the one to wake up and throw up, but instead, I was the one who woke up, and threw up. Adam said he would be at school earlier because his Dad wanted to leave him there at his way to work. I was in the school bus, in the back, because I didn't wanted problems. Tristan and the others were not bothering, but I was hearing Adam's name in it. I got a little closer to hear.
"...and we fucking lost!" Yelled Tristan. "All because he fucking hurt his damn arm."
"Adam is gay." Said Hannah. "Of course fags don't know how to play sports. All they know what to do is to fuck men, do makeup and be fucking strippers." I was getting so mad. My Adam was way more man than these assholes! The bus came to a stop and we all got off. We went inside the school and I went to my locker. More people came in and that included my Adam, but Tristan, Tyran, Stanford, and three other guys came to him. They seem to be talking to him, but surrounding him at the same time. Tristan shoved Adam and Adam shoved him back. All of a sudden, Tristan attacked Adam.
"ADAM!" I yelled as I closed my locker and ran up to him and the bullies. I tried to push my way through, but that's when I saw Adam hitting Tristan. They were both bleeding. Students were yelling and recording. Tristan grabbed Adam's hand in mid air and twisted him, making him wince. I put my hands up to my mouth as Tristan pressed Adam to his locker.
"You good-for-nothing retard." Said Tristan. I finally made my way to Adam.
"BACK AWAY FROM HIM!!" I yelled. Tristan laughed and his other friends went up to Adam. Tristan came up to me.
"What are you going to do about it?" He asked. "Fuck me like you fucked all of those men. Mmm, tasted good, didn't they?" I ball my hand to a fist and hit him in the nose. His friends released my Addy and the principal came over.
"Tyran, Stanford, Tristan, Luke, Christian, and Brian!" He yelled. "Office, NOW." They passed by me and Tristan gave me the death stare. The students left and I went to Adam.
"Are you okay?" I asked.
"Yeah." He said as he touched his lip. "I'm fine."
"Baby let me see your hand." I said as I took his hand in mine, but that's when he winced. He was bleeding from his lip, and a little bit from his nose. He had a bruise near his jaw and also on his chest.
"Lambert, go to the nurse's office." Said the principal. "Ratliff, go to class." I looked at Adam. He smiled.
"I'll be fine." He whispered. "Go to class."
"Okay." I said as the principal and vice principal took Adam.
