Chapter 3

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Entering the school with my brother and sister after dropping Benjamin off at daycare, the three of us heading to our lockers. Walking near mine, noticing a girl standing there that I don't recognize. Opening my locker door to have it slammed shut, almost on my fingers by the girl standing to my left.

Glaring at the dark haired and dark eyed girl as I reopen the locker, placing my bag inside to exchange it for my first three classes. "What the hell is your problem?" I spit at her as I shut my locker finding her glaring at me.

The 5 foot tall curly haired girl continues to glare at me as she crosses her arms across her tiny breasts. "Stay away from my boyfriend, fag. I don't need you turning him into one like you and leaving me for a pathetic worthless queer like you?"

As I open my mouth to respond to this bitch in front of me, I hear Micah growling from behind me. "Erica, I fucking told you last night that Gabriel is my friend and teammates twin brother and the he is also my partner for a class project. If you continue to be a damn jealous bitch I will dump you because of your attitude and not his sexuality."

She huffs at Micah, who is now standing next to me with his arms crossed over his muscular chest with an eyebrow rasied at her with a scowl upon his face. "Do you understand me, Erica?" he growls out demandingly.

She stares at him for a few seconds before nodding and throwing me a glare as she walks up to Micah running her hands up and down his chest while smirking at him trying to be sexy. "I'm sorry baby, I sometimes cannot help myself. You are mine and so sexy that I'm afraid that someone is going to try and take you from me; even a damn fag," she spits out glancing at me.

Micah moves quicker than I can even blink as his hand slaps her across the face as soon as the last word leaves her mouth. "I said enough of your homophobic shit," he growls out bringing his hand back to his side as he steps back from her.

She glares at me before giving Micah a sad, fluttering of her eye lashes look with a pout on her lips. "Baby I won't apologize though, he is one and that is a sin and unnatural. I don't want his diesease to rub off onto you and become something unhuman."

"We're done, I can't do this," he motions between the two of them with a serious glare on his face. "I'm breaking up with you," he finishes as she opens her mouth to say something.

Erica has tears forming in her eyes as she stares open mouthed at Micah and then turns her anger onto me as she shoves me into my locker. For someone so tiny, she can shove awefully hard; her force caused me to shove my head into my locker hard enough to dent it, instantly bruising my forehead.

"This is all your fault you damn, faggot!" she screams at me as she pulls her arm to the side to smack my cheek but before she can strike me, Micah grasps her wrist.

He pulls roughly away from me and flings her onto her ass, growling, "This isn't his fault, this is your fault, Erica! You are a spoiled rotten little bitch! You pushed me to break up with you. You are the one who tries to control me. You are the one who demands all of my attention and throws a fit when I can't or won't give it to you. You are the only reason I am breaking things off with you. You not him, got it if not then you need to figure it out on your own."

With that he walks over to me and steadies me when I take a step toward my first hour and I stumble. Giving him a weak smile, mumbling a faint, "Thank you, Micah."

Micah walks me to my class leaving me to head to his first class but not before telling me softly into my ear, "If she says or does more to you, please tell me and I will take care of her, I promise."

Nodding I tell him just as softly, "Thank you again, Micah and I will." He nods satisfied and leaves me outside the classroom with a small smile.

The first three hours drag by and thankfully I don't share any classes with Erica at all while I'm at school and I don't see here between classes either. Finally fourth hours arrives, as I enter the class Micah gives me a smirk as I sit next to him in the back of the classroom since the teacher tells everyone to sit next to their partners so we can use the entire class period today to work on our project.

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