Elia (EDITING)

Chapter 9

Elia.

It has been a week after Nathaniel and I hung out. I am happy and sad at the same time that things did not really change and at the same time they did change between us. Like, he still calls me names like cock sucker, fairy, fag, lady, freak and another one he has added on his list, baby girl. It's not like I act transgender or anything, maybe he finds it amazing. But again, he uses all these words not to address me only but to also greet me. Like earlier this week I was walking with Xander and he went like. "Oh hie Xander, Hie baby girl" I know I should be offended by it but as a matter of fact it calms me. Or yesterday when again I was with Xander he said. "Freak, mind helping me  with history tomorrow after school?" HE ASKED FOR MY OPINION. Also, I am not happy because, he never really acts that much as if we hung out last Saturday, he never said anything about it or does he consider me as his friend. I can just say I am not his friend at all, one of his friends Garry actually punched me on Wednesday and he did nothing but to laugh along with his friends and called me a freak. For that, I am pretty or too much hurt.
He is just a confusing dick.

"So, you have plans this weekend?" Xander asks me lowering my seat.

"We have a football match on Saturday"

"I don't, but also I don't feel as if I am I the position to leave my house regularly considering the fact that I am still new here" I tell him.

"I can show you around and drive you there?"

"It's not that. I am living with my grandparents and they get worried a lot especially after I went home with a black eye yesterday" I roll my eyes. My grandma did not take it too light as my g-pa did. She actually wanted to call the school until I lied to her that I fell, I know she knows I lied but she let it slip.

"Sorry, Garry is full of shit." He smirks taking out his lunch bag and pulling out an aluminum foil.

"So, any improvement with Nathaniel?" he asks fixing his gaze on me. I shift uncomfortably to the sudden full attention.

"Nothing" I say. "Not at all, I mean he is... I don't know"

"Hmm"

"I sometimes wish... I was back in LA or even better Italy, I feel as if- as if, I don't know. I just don't like it here" I honestly say and start to play with the herm of my shirt. "I feel as if people are so judgmental here, I know I act as if what Nate and his friends do to me is fine by me but as an actual fact, it kind of stings... if you know what I mean."

I haven't really been able to talk to anyone like the way I am talking to Xander, ever! My mom sometimes covered the gap, not really fill it up.

"Especially Nate, he hurts me the worst because, I know it is ridiculous- but he is just... just Nate" I run out of words to describe him, to describe if he is a friend, or not, or something closer to that.

"You like him, don't you?" Xander snickers looking down to his laps before he looks up to me with piecing eyes. He shrugs probably to my mouth failing to say anything at the moment, so I just nod my head ashamed by my choice of man.

"I must be crazy!" I laugh out loud before I let my eyes close suddenly over whelmed by mixed emotions.

"I don't think so" I look over to the boy next to me. "Wanna know something?"

"It matters not even if you love him, all that matters is, you are just being you. And if I have to be honest, I think he does not hates you, I mean he never attacked you directly of which all the other gays around here are sick and tired of him, he beats them and calls them names, but look at you. You guys had a day together" I know all this is to make me feel better, just to comfort me and I appreciate that, really. But also, he might be right, I mean, Nate has never physically hurt me... That bad I mean.

"But does he know it is better to physically hurt someone than to hurt them emotionally" I regret it as soon as Xander's face falls, I am boring him am i?

"Sorry, forget it" I smile and take the handle in my hand to open the door.

"Elia" I turn to look at the boy now behind me. It is when I look at him I see how sad he looks. He shifts closer and brings his hands to my face, his warm hands cups my cheeks and I look straight into his eyes, I feel weird, but in a very good way, what is he doing?

"Xa-" before I could finish what I wanted to say I feel his lips crash mine immediately introducing tongue. I don't hesitate but pull back immediately. I watch his eyes full of desire. Fuck it! I crash my lips onto his. Again, immediately introducing tongue I roll mine on his' moving closer to hold the back of his neck. I feel my abdomen and my knees fall weak as I push my tongue deep into his throat. He moans, approvingly, pushing my bag from my laps and coming close to straddle me, in the car. Shit, we are making out! In the car! Xander and I are making out! In the fucking car!

Xander lowers himself and starts to grind me. My face turns red as I moan loud and awkwardly since it's through the kiss. He wraps his hands around my neck too and grinds faster and pressing harder, I feel "someone" down there twitch in anticipation, and just then I realize if we keep doing this, I will definitely do something I will regret. So instead I push Xander away and he looks at me guilty.

"I'm sorry" he says his widening at how we are positioned. "I am ve-"

"Don't be" I blush. "It wasn't bad"

He raises his eyebrow.

"I liked it"

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