Graduation

Part Four: Graduation

"Wait, you fucking ran top for RICHIE? Mark, you better have a good reason. I thought penetrating you was enough to keep you as my bitch!" Mark looked at Sulaiman and sighed. "Sulaiman, I'm gonna have to say it but, I don't think I'm gay. I'm transgender...but I still like girls. Maybe in a way, some could perceive that as gay, but I don't like guys. I'm really sorry. I blew Richie just to make sure I wasn't gay." Sulaiman's jaw dropped. "Wait, what about all the 'I love you's' and all the hugs, kisses and sex?" Said Sulaiman. "I'm sorry. I just didn't feel anything. I never did." Sulaiman continued to look dumbfounded. "Well, you're moving to Saudi Arabia anyways, it's not like this could've worked out.." "I guess so, thanks for telling me soo early. I need some time alone." Replied Sulaiman. "Okay." And with that, Mark continued to talk to Matthew. Sulaiman looked up at the ceiling. The last three months of his life had been a lie. All the secrets, late night talks, and "I love you's" had been useless. The love of his life was gone.
The rest of the day went by fast for Sulaiman. Everything was a blur. He was mentally preparing for what would happen after school. As Mark got picked up, Sulaiman got into a Taxi and motioned for them to follow the car that Mark was in. They swerved around the city and the driver almost hit an oncoming car, but they finally made it onto Mark's home area. By this time, Sulaiman was as nervous as someone could be. He was profusely sweating as he handed the taxi driver a penny bank full of pennies. "Keep the change." He said. "It's all change." Replied the taxi driver, furiously. As Sulaiman stumbled clumsily out of the cab, his weiner was rising against his loose pants already. He watched Mark enter his household, and then went around to the back door and entered. Sulaiman waited until everything was quiet, and then went upstairs. Mark was changing in his room, facing away from Sulaiman. He watched Mark's buns as they jiggled against the sunlight. Mark sat on his bed, readying himself for his daily jack off session while looking at pictures of Ms. Bilecki. As Mark's hand moved back and forth quickly, Sulaiman watched as Mark nut all over his phone, as he proceeded to lick his own kids off of his phone screen and hand. At this point, Sulaiman was as turned on as he could be and his bulge couldn't resist against his pants. He started rubbing his weiner while he watched Mark. As Mark was preparing to get up, he caught Sulaiman's eye on the stairwell. "Mark. One final time." Sulaiman's eyes were now filled with despair and lust, as he contemplated what he was about to do. He heard a small voice say "No. Please Sulaiman, leave." But he couldn't. He slowly walked towards Mark's room and shut the door behind him. He took everything off and shoved himself on top of Mark. He heard small gasps as he entered his best friend, Mark Min. His now ex-boyfriend of three months. Sulaiman pumped harder and harder until he released his kids into Mark's anus. Right as Mark was about to speak, Sulaiman retrieved his knife from his trousers and proceeded to stab himself in the abdomen. Blood was now seeping out onto Mark and his bedsheets, and all over Sulaiman. "What the hell, stop peeing on me Sulaiman. Enough is enough. Mark looked backwards and saw Sulaiman slumped over, eyes rolled over to the back of his head. Mark heard small gasps of words which he made out to say "Mark...I will love you..for eternity." It was a slow, bloody and painful death for Sulaiman. Mark screamed in fear and then fainted. As Mark's mom entered the room, you could hear a bloodcurdling scream from across the whole neighbourhood. She had found her son, who looked as if he was dead (he isn't) pinned down and a stranger, with a knife in his stomach, dead; still inside of her own son.
News quickly spread around school the next day about what had happened. "Damn bro, sucks to be Mark. Ya know, you always gotta 'Stay Tru', that's what ends up happening if you don't." Said Matthew. "Shut up, you fake immigrant, this isn't the time for jokes." Replied Avina. "Plus, with Richie gone, now it's only us two left ya know..other than Aleks, but he's always in a third dimension of his own. Whipping or naenaeing." Said Avina. "What about Mark?" Replied Matthew. "Well, he's not coming to school for the rest of the week, I think you'd know why." "No, I don't. Elaborate." Said Matthew. "Never mind, just...we're alone now and, maybe we could be something." Said Avina. "Well, its a possibility but unfortunately, I love no THOTTIE so that's a no. The only people I truly love is my mom and Nitpreet, and I don't even if that's true with my mom. Avina didn't say anything. With all her heart capacity broken, the only person she could think of now, would be Robert, Richie's brother. Secretly, Avina had been fantasizing more and more about Richie's ding dong and how good it tasted. She hoped that perhaps, his brother's would also be like that. She would have to find out later tonight. "Robert! Can we talk?" Said Avina.
Meanwhile, Richie had just finished his two required nights in the Juvenile Correctional Facility. Relatively fast, his mandatory court hearing was today. Richie dressed up nicely, wearing a blazer and a white collared shirt. He thought about what might happen as he drove to the court. Maybe the judge would give him leniency and only put him on parole. Hopefully. However those daydreams were instantly diminished as he snapped back to reality. "Richie Le, you were found guilty of sexual misconduct, sexual harassment, rape, possession of marijuana, MDMA, also known as Molly, and possession of alcohol under the age of eighteen. I hereby sentence you to twenty four months of prison at the Caledon Juvenile Correctional Facility with a chance of parole. This sentence starts on June 29, 2017, two days from now. You have two days to say your goodbyes, under house arrest." As he heard those words, Richie was taken aback in shock. What was supposed to be an accidental crime, being at the wrong place, at the wrong time, turned into a two year prison sentence. Richie was ushered out of the court quickly, in handcuffs. He caught the eye of the next kid walking in. He looked no older than fourteen years old, yet he was surrounded by four big police officers. As he caught the boy's eye, Richie saw hatred and anger in his eyes. In fear, Richie quickly looked away and thought, I'm not like that guy. He probably did something way worse than me.
Everyone was surprised when Richie came back to school the next day. He told everyone that he would be missing graduation, and this was his last day. "The next time I'll be seeing you guys, we will all be in grade eleven." Nobody could believe what they were hearing. Nitpreet especially. "Two whole years? That's like the time it took for KD to lose the playoffs and join the Golden State Warriors the next season." "Yeah.." Richie replied. Nitpreets jaw simply dropped. He knew that even though he claimed KD was the goat, deep down, he also knew that KD was a snake. He hoped Richie wouldn't turn into a snake. "I heard rapists get raped in jail." Matthew said. Richie chose to ignore it, but it was stuck to the back of his mind for the whole rest of the day. Richie then knew. He wanted to respect a woman one last time. As he sat on the bus by himself, going him, he stared at every ass that he could see and licked his lips, wishing he could rape someone again. It wouldn't be long before he did. The bus he was taking would lead him straight to Avina's neighbourhood. The same route he had taken a thousand times, to spy on her changing every night. This time, he brought his brother along. "Since I won't be there for our birthday, this is your early birthday present." Said Richie. Robert anticipated for what would happen excitedly. As they got off the bus, Richie's ankle was still hurting from sawing off the house arrest ankle bracelet. It wouldn't be long before the police caught him, and this was his final act of bravery. Richie lead Robert along the sidewalk and stopped when he got in front of Avina's house. "This is your present Robert. You can stay here. In ten minutes, Avina will start changing for her daily shower. Trust me, I know." Robert agreed excitedly and pulled his pants down. He was ready. "With that done, Richie continued on and sneaked in through her back door. He knew that it was always unlocked. As he entered her house, he unexpectedly stepped into a house even hotter than the outside. He heard a whirring and realized Avina's heater was still on, even after winter ended months ago. In his mind he thought, all the better for what I'm about to do. Richie went upstairs, and saw Avina's naked shadow figure standing in the shower. She was singing along to a song that he couldn't recognize. He didn't care. He stood at the window, and waved at Robert, who was now stupidly jacking off to the shadow from the window, who he thought was Avina. Richie watched as Robert quickly ran off because he thought that Avina had waved to him. "Idiot.." Richie muttered. Richie quickly nutted onto Avina's fresh underwear. Hopeful that she wouldn't notice, and that he would impregnate her. Next, he dimmed the lights of her room and then hid in her closet. He was turned on as he got surrounded by her clothes. Oh, that beautiful smell, he thought. He watched her as she wiped herself off and then wore all of her clothes. She didn't notice the underwear being wet. She then plopped onto her bed and started using her phone. Richie took his phone out and quickly snapped a few pictures for later. If there was a later. Richie then downloaded Wattpad, and then logged onto his friend, Eric's account. 'Boppyeric'. He also logged into Eric's hacked instagram accounts and commented on his own posts under Eric's name. Making sure he built suspense in each part. It was now time to publish the final part. He had stayed in Avina's closet for two days now. Writing and editing each part.

I have made it seem like as if it's all been a joke but, it's really me. Richie Le. This is my story. Hopefully Wattpad doesn't delete this but, I don't know. Well this is it...thank you for reading.