Lost Boy (bxb)

Three

(Bradly)

I had to walk to school today with Alexander. I really wanted to be alone for a while. Did I really want to date this freak of nature..? I mean that in a good way! He's freakishly handsome, of course, but.. He might spread it to the school. I had to spend so much time convincing everyone I wasnt gay when I accidentally zoned out in the boys locker room, staring right at none other than Bradly Depmens...genital as he was changing. He told the teacher and I never got a worse paddling. Oh, that reminds me. I never mentioned. My school is christian, but.. They're not overly christian, thank god. We've got teachers who just didnt care and needed a job. But the gym coach.. Hes a homophobe. He called me gay, the bad f word for homosexuals, and paddled me more than what my slip said I needed. I remember at least getting 7 or 8, when I supposed to only get 4. He said if I told anyone what he said I'd be dead meat. Before I left his office, he had shoved me to the ground and kicked me a bit in a fit of rage. I walked out of his office that day crying, and everyone thought it was just because of a dumb paddling and thats when I started getting tormented. Alexander reached out to me though. His group had tormented me the worst. Whenever we went to the bathroom they would wait until i was about to leave and jerk me back in, and try to make me do bad things. I remember Bradly being part of them, chiming in saying, "Oh, what a feminine mouth I could use a blow, kid, and I can just tell the gym teacher you said you loved his paddling, and that it was turning you on." After he said that I had ran out, immediately to the principals office crying. I hated peer pressure.. I suddenly hear Alexander.
"You okay? You're crying.." He wiped my tears away with my thumb.
"Y..yeah. I was just thinking about when Bradly told everyone i was gay.." I whimpered quietly. I clutched my book bag to my chest.
"If he starts that shit, I'll tell everyone that I went to his house one day and saw him masterbating to a picture of Justin Beiber. People believe me though, so his life will be hell."
I looked up at him and hugged him close, crying into his chest. "P..Promise?"
"Yeah, Charlie, I dont want you getting hurt mentally or physically.." He pet his hair. "Can I have permisson to kiss your forehead?"
I giggled. "Just one."
Alexander kissed my forehead and I hummed satisfied. "Thank you.. For everything. You make me feel human, Alexander."
"I wish I could make you feel.even more alive on your birthday.."
"What do you mean even more alive? You make me feel alive already!"
"He means he wants to fuck you." I heard the non-impressed voice of my older sister walking down the hall.
"A..ALEXANDER!" I was flustered. I grabbed a pillow, hiding my face in it.