Caleb Matthews
Just stop it. Please. I’ve had enough.
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Jonathan Matthews: No, we will not stop until you stop sinning. We can bring you back to the right path.
Marcia Butler: Stop embarrassing our family! You’ve already brainwashed my daughter to support the likes of you.
Oliver Matthews: Aunt Marcia, he is not doing anything wrong. Most of the family may have dropped him like a ragdoll, but I won’t. I’m all he has left.
Marcia Butler: You’re making a big mistake, Oliver. Don’t fall prey to this sinfulness.
CHAPTER 8:
After the world’s most embarrassing shower, for me anyway, we got dressed. Dean kept chuckling to himself while we were still in the locker room. Every time he would chuckle, I would feel my face turn hot.
“Sorry Leb, I just don’t encounter things that really make me laugh.”
“Glad to be of service,” I said dryly. The urge to climb into my locker and stay there was more than strong. I could not believe I ogled Dean’s body in the shower. It was mortifying no matter how great the view was.
“Are you mad?” Dean asked. His giggles were gone and he appeared nervous.
I peeked from behind my open locker. “No, of course not, mortified, yes.”
“Come on Leb, it wasn’t that bad.”
“Oh Dean, it was, but I guess I should be happy I’m still in one piece,” I said as I checked my ribs in the mirror. “If it was someone else, I would probably be in the hospital right now.”
I had bruised ribs on both sides of my body. Jasper really did a number on them. I knew he kicked my ribs while I was unconscious. It was the only rational explanation with how I got them. They were already almost healed, but they still hurt when I move. I made the pain worse from when I punched Reggie.
“Are you okay, Leb?” The worry was thick in his voice.
“Yeah, it’s just hard to get dressed, but I’ve been powering through it.”
“Do you need any help?”
“I’m fine, Dean,” I said as I tried to put on my shirt as fast as I could. We were lucky that we were the only ones left in the room. Ever since we started hanging out, I had the constant fear that he was going to be harassed for being near me. The locker room was no place for the new kid to be caught associating with the newly out gay kid.
“You must be tired of people fawning over you,” Dean sighed as he closed his locker.
“It’s getting old, but I know they can’t help it. I just want to feel normal again, even just for a while,” I said as I picked up my bag.
“Normal, I can do normal.”
“Thanks Dean, you seem to be my hero lately,” I said looking at him.
“It’s a gift,” he said with the same disarming smile. Honestly, it was a smile I could get used to seeing more often. We headed to the part of the cafeteria that was outside. It was free to use any time, unlike the inside of the cafeteria, which was only open during lunch period. There was an empty table at the far end of the grounds.
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Teen FictionCaleb Matthews had a normal life until one mistake with a Facebook post changed it all. He was kicked out of his house, but he had his friends to help him up. In his journey through self-discovery, he will meet new faces, both good and bad. Like any...
