Quietly Queer

Chapter 32

~Shawn's POV~

Just as Jacob was about to reveal my member, a loud knock on the door echoed throughout the room. I quickly sat up and fixed my pants, zipping them up. I got up and grabbed our shirts, tossing his at him. I put mine on quickly and pointed at his bed.

"Pretend like you're sleeping." I whispered as he put on his shirt. The knocking continued.

"One second!" Jacob got up and carefully laid next to his son and pretended to sleep. I walked over to the door and opened it. Dillon was towering over me smirking down, his hands dug deep into his pockets.

"D-Dillon.. why are y-you here?" Anyone who could hear me could hear the fear in my voice. I stepped back letting him walk in. I shut the door behind him as he looked at Jacob who was actually convincingly 'asleep'. I sat on my bed a little on edge.

"I actually came to apologize, for earlier. The whole leg thing..?"

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~Earlier~

Shawn was walking to his last lecture, when he suddenly collapsed to the ground with a sharp pain in his knee and shin. He sat himself up and looked around only to see Dillon and Charlie standing over him snickering. Dillon had kicked Shawn in the shin causing him to fall, and his knee took most of the impact from the fall. As the boys walked away from him, spitting out insults, Shawn scooted himself over to a wall. He pulled up his pant leg and saw bruises already starting to form. He got up and just limped back to his dorm to rest his now injured leg.

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~Back to Shawn's POV~

I nodded and continuously glanced over at Jacob.

"So are we good?"

I looked at Dillon rubbing my knee. I shrugged as he patted my back. I coughed trying to clear my throat.

"I don't know.. but I have a lot of homework and..."

He nodded and got up. "I understand, I'll let myself out." He opened the door before shooting me a nice smile and walking out. He closed the door behind him and I stared at Jacob knowing he would be upset. I got up and locked the door then sat back down. He sat up and looked at me like he was angry with me. I scooted to the far corner of the bed, farthest away from him. He got up and started pacing around. "Why didn't you say something? Can I see it? When did it happen? What exactly happened?" All the questions he was asking started to overwhelm me. "Um... I d-didn't want you to lash out at Dillon. Yes. Before my last lecture and he just tripped me. That's it." I pulled my pant leg up showing him the two large bruises and as soon as he saw them he looked away. I told him exactly what happened. He froze when I told him Charlie was with Dillon.

"Charlie?! With the most openly gay guy on campus?!"