The Boy Who Lived Again (boyxboy) (COMPLETED)

Chapter two (Finish?)

Well here is the second part. it could be finished or i could keep going.... idk.

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“your little friend.” She purred. It sounded like a snake really, and it made me shiver in disgust, but I think she took it as pleasure because she gave me this secret smile. “He’s something to look at, so cute and innocent looking. Go out with me.” She turned her little figure towards me and leaned in, trying to look sexy. To me she just looked stupid.

“Im gay.” I deadpanned, saying the first thing that came to my mind. It felt right to say oddly, but also not. Still I didn’t think about it, I just stared at her, “And you’re a bitch anyway, I don’t want to be anywhere near you.”

Her face screwed up, she looked ugly when she got angry and looked older. Her skin looked too tight and wrinkly. It reminded me of old people, I didn’t like the thought of oldness.

“What?” her voice sounded oddly calm.

“That’s right, and you were rude to my daughter last night. Im not going to around someone who is so nasty.” I glared at her, a surge of protectiveness went towards Maggie, I knew Missy wasn’t the motherly type at all.

Damien jumped in, “You heard him, so scram.” He barked at her. I smiled secretly and a feeling surged through me. It made me feel like I was going to die… in a good way.

She got up quickly, a little too quick and she stumbled over the chair. “Faggot, you’ll regret that.” She hissed at me.

“Oooh, im so scared.” I said sarcastically, mock shaking. Then I laughed at her. Her eyes flared in anger but it masked a little pain, I didn’t feel sorry at all. She acted like the world was hers and everyone bowed down to her, “Leave.” Something in my voice made her go, I don’t know what but she gave up just like that.

“You are so much like him.” Damien said lowly. His eyes scanned my face, I just cocked my head innocently. He snorted at something, “Just like him.” A sigh escaped him and he continued his letter. I watched him this time, unconsciously drawing a little on my book. He bit his lip every once in a while and paused once or twice while he wrote certain words.” Alright… I’m done. I feel like it stops randomly.” He shook his head and put it in his bag after a little more thinking.

“Ready to go?” I asked nodding my head to the door. His eyes flicked towards it but he didn’t make a move to get up. The bell rang and his eyes darkened slightly. This time I couldn’t resist, I reached across the table and gripped his hand. A shock ran up my arm, a familiar memory tried to surface. He felt so much more familiar than possible even though I didn't know a thing about him.

Damien looked down at my hand, a calmness went over him and he took a deep breath, “So much like him.” He whispered, I don’t think I was meant to hear that time but I did. I smiled, I wonder who I remind him of.

I got up and turned away from him so I could put things away. Out of nowhere a sharp pain hit my ass and I whipped around. My face screwed up in pain and I gaped at a grinning Damien, “Did you-did you seriously just…” I trailed off and rubbed my back side. He chuckled loudly and sprinted off when I went after him.

He was chuckling as we ran through the hallway, people stopped to watch us. I had a burning blush on my face as I chased him screaming curses at him. I couldn’t help but laugh and jump onto his back when I got close enough. Damien grabbed my legs so I wouldn’t fall and braised himself.

We laughed together as he continued walking. His back rumbled against my chest, it felt nice, and familiar.

*I laughed as I wrapped my legs around his waist. He carried me up the steps to our class. Stopping in the middle piece, before the next case of stairs, to look at me. I glanced at him a little confused, a feeling blossomed in my chest as I saw a lust ignite in his eyes. It was gone in a second though, as people came down the steps. But my hope didn’t go away, it had been there and that’s all that mattered.*