Good Boy,Bad Boy | 2 moons fanfic

Chapter 1 Phoenix

Warning: Use of the f-slur,bullying and violence.

"Ah! Yo! Stop being dramatic and go inside."
Ming huffed as he desperately tried to convince his friend to move through the school door as they would run late if they wasted anymore time there.

The semester was only two weeks in and Wayo was already sick of it all. The mocking and judgement was nothing compared to the pranks and bullying. His tormentors always making sure to corner him off when he didn't have his precious bestie to rescue him from their wicked acts. Ming was significantly taller and better built in comparison to Wayo which was his biggest disadvantage. That and his too feminine look. Skin too pale,smooth and perfect,body too small with unnecessary curves which honestly weren't all bad but when constantly pointed out a paranoid mind like Wayo's would exaggerate.

"I really want to go back home Ming."
Wayo whined out,looking hesitantly to the doors as he contemplated faking an illness to escape school. But then his father would get worried and he didn't need to stress his father out on top of things.

"Don't mind those losers and their words. The girls are just jealous and the boys immature. "
Ming said a hint of disgust at his peers flashing on his expression.
If only he knew they had gone far beyond verbal bullying.

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They had gone in eventually,once the bells rang and hallways emptied so Wayo could easily retrieve items from his locker and simultaneously avoid his morning attacks. Curse the person who had made Ming's locker so far away from his.

With the morning attacks avoided,he only had to blend with the crowd well enough until lunch time. He couldn't set foot in the cafeteria. Too many bad memories and he'd be a sitting duck out in the open. Ming could only get in so many verbal fights to defend his friend. So today Wayo would leave Ming to go eat with his other friends lying about needing to study and search out a good hiding spot for the future.

Luck wasn't on his side. As he moved in what he hoped was stealthily in the thinning crowd he was suddenly grabbed and slammed into a wall of lockers,cornered by bullies all wearing expression ranging from sick self satisfied smirks to disgusted snarls. Students just walked away ignoring the situation,some with a bit of humanity left giving sympathetic stares yet not daring to interfere. Snitches would meet terrible fates. Some more sick students stalked around waiting in anticipation to watch the fag get put in his place.

"Well well. If it isn't our little Wayo."
The leader of his small group of bullies spoke up finally. He was a sadistic thing,cold eyes and constant snarl as though he hated every and anything. He was only a bit taller than Wayo but stood with an intimidating aura that made him seem larger. Had dyed blonde hair,broad shouldered that led down to a more slender fit frame,always dressed messily with his uniform shirt untucked and wearing the wrong pants and shoes yet never reprimanded by school authority figures.

Wayo didn't know his name and honestly wouldn't care to know. He was the only one who went beyond shoving into lockers or merely damaging Wayo's belongings and actually physically hurt him. His followers may all act tough and gang up to intimidate others but they were too big cowards to hurt people. He wasn't and that's what made him the worst of the lot.

"Didn't see you this morning. Little fag coming late now to avoid little old me?"
The bully spoke with a fake sweetness in his voice,his slender fingers moving to raise Wayo's head by his chin so their eyes met. Wayo had to resist gagging at the feel of the male touching him even though he was repulsed he wasn't going to be stupid and provoke the monster further. Hopefully he'd be lucky and receive only a few harsh words and be left alone.

"I don't like that. "
The grip on the chin suddenly became more harsh and the fingers extended to his throats keeping Wayo in a choke hold,the slightly smaller boy gripping at the bully's hand to loosen his vice like grip. The followers snickered and laughed at his struggle,somehow finding humor in how he was being hurt.

"People like you need to constantly reminded of their place. Don't think you can escape me."
The grip was suddenly released,Wayo falling to his knees as he wheezed greedily for air.

"Oh look the little faggot is on his knees for him. "
The bully joked mockingly with a dark chuckle,his followers and a few students laughs echoing after. Wayo didn't want to be weak but he could already feel tears prick at his eyes and fall freely down his cheeks.

But his bully wasn't done with him,coming back to drag the crying boy back on his feet by his hair.

"Pathetic thing."
This was punctuated with a punch in the gut that had Wayo whimpering in pain. Then the blows just kept raining down on him,insults,his sick peers cheering happily at his abuse and it was too much. He'd had enough.

"Disgusting faggot."

Smack.

The hallway went dead silent as they all looked to the bully who was now holding his cheek in shock. Wayo had slapped him and didn't even look slightly apologetic. The bully gritted his teeth,jaw set,nose flared and eyes bulged as he glared at Wayo with fury.

"You little!"
The bully yelled as he charged Wayo but unlike other times Wayo fought back. It was a blur,mostly due to the salty tears that still streaming down Wayo's cheek. Soon the blows he received didn't faze him and he could only focus on one thought.

To hurt those who hurt him.

How it happened was unknown but Wayo ended up atop his bully,sending blow after blow onto an already bloodied face but he couldn't stop. He wanted his tormentor to hurt as much as he did.

The screams of terror from peers as they now rushed to get teachers now that the tables had turned were practically unheard by Wayo.

"I hate you."
Phana was the unspoken word in that sentence he screamed out as he was literally dragged off his bloodied,bruised bully. The small male screaming and kicking in protest as he wished to go back there and end that monster. A part of him feeling that would be enough to have internal peace once more. It wouldn't.

Parents were involved. Wayo managed to escape punishment as it was self defense. That and his father happening to be a very influential person.

It took a week for him to return back to school. Having convinced his father to let him stay home from school that long which although he wasn't proud he achieved by taking advantage of the fact that he was all his father had in this world. He had ignored every text,call and visit from Ming who had been persistent till the end. But now he was back.

His hair and uniform were messy as he couldn't care less. Dark circles formed under his eyes from his lack of proper sleep. A true mess of a person. Ming walked silently beside his friend. A feat formerly thought as impossible. Now as they reached the school doors Wayo didn't hesitate to step through.

The difference was evident.
No pointing fingers.
No whispering.
No mocking.
No laughter.

Wayo liked it. He liked the way people cowered away from no longer the school faggot but the boy who could beat the schools biggest bully to half death.