The Unspoken WISH (BOYxBOY)

She's the Culprit-Chapter 32

Chapter 32

She’s the culprit

Life can be very unpredictable at times. You sleep tonight but uncertain of what’s ahead of you the next morning or worse, you will never know if you could still be able to see the world again. As for me, I’d rather sleep forever than suffer during the day. I couldn’t stand letting myself get hurt again especially from the hands of the person who used to be the one protecting me, the person who used to pamper me in his strong arms, the person who promised me a love of a lifetime and the person I fell in love with. I couldn’t let myself get hurt from the hands of Kevin.

I’ve been asking myself why? It could have been easier for me to move on if he just ignores me as if I don’t exist. I can still handle that but bully me again? I couldn’t stand even the thought of it but he is actually doing it.

Yes, he is doing it right now.

He pushed me on the lockers, holding my collar. His eyes were fierce. If it weren’t Kevin, I could have fought for myself. But I can’t. There is this sort of weakness inside me when it comes to him.

I coughed because of the hard pressure on my chest caused by his arm. I looked away from his burning eyes. “Will you please stop what you’re doing to me?” I managed to say in a weak voice.

“Why should I?” He answered sarcastically.

“I-I can’t breathe.” I said, gasping. My head shook.

“You know, I don’t know why I really like doing this to you. Perhaps, I just missed doing this because of the accident.” He said.

“Dude, that’s enough.” One of his friends told him. Basically he knew me since he also knew my relationship with Kevin before he forgot me.

Kevin pushed me harder instead of loosening his grip. “I just want to prove to you that you were wrong when you said that I have fallen for this faggot.” Kevin said in angry voice.

I automatically looked up into his face. He caught me. I looked down again. I can’t believe it. He really doesn’t remember me. I looked into Marco, the one who talked. I saw pity in his eyes. I know he sympathizes with me. Now, I’m starting to feel self-pity. I’m back again. The frail, loser Flint is back! Kevin, my strength has turned me down.

After all those things…After everything we’ve been through together.

Kevin, Fletcher, don’t you really remember me?

“What?” Kevin asked me as he thug me. “Do you really think I will fall for someone like you? Hah! You wish. I’m not gay like you!” He said and pushed me away towards the floor of the locker room.

If you haven’t fallen in love with me then what do you mean by all the nights we have shared together and all the mornings that both of us witnessed? What do you mean by all the concern you have given me? What happened to ‘I will never leave you, remember that. Whatever happens, don't give up on me. I love you Flint?’ If you haven’t fallen in love with me, does that mean that everything was a lie? Does it mean that our history together is over?

I should have said that, but I can’t. I am in no position to say that. If I have been born a girl, I may have the chance to let that out but I will be a fool to say it to him now. It’s not his fault. It’s no ones fault.

I felt tears flowing along my face. I actually have forgotten what it felt as my tears dampen my cheek because of Kevin bullying me. I have forgotten it since he fell in love with me. I cried not because of the pain I felt as I landed on the floor, I cried because the person whom I looked up as my Knight turned me down…after he made me feel safe. It’s as if, I’ve fallen into a trap.