I Don't Like Boys!

Do You Love Me?

3rd POV

  Composure was the key to proving to this entire school, no this entire shitty town that he was a sane human being. Old Nahmir would have lost their shit on him for not caring enough to say anything more than "Sorry". So to calm himself Nick nodded his head at him giving him as little appreciation as he could and because in Nahmir's pained eyes he deserved it.

  " That's all". Tay said seemingly expecting more from him than what he got.

  "Yep". Nahmir said pulling out his chap stick letting his emotionally dysfunctional brain guide him to class.

  Nick realized later than he wanted to that as long as he responded to what Taymor said he would just end up doing what he said, so if Tay said something behind him he would simply nod his head. He nodded his head so much that a few thick brownish dreads had fell out of his tight bun and onto his calm face. He wouldn't let his sorry pleas get to him so he let his mind take him somewhere else, in doing so his feet stopped moving.

  "Goddamn you, what do you want from me Nicky huh you want money ill give you it, you want my time ill give you all of it. YOU WANT DICK". Tay was fuming letting his dark skin get as red as it his body would allow it.

  " What if I don't want you Tay, what if I'm really done with us". Nahmir said in a monotone voice his slim back facing Taymor.

  Taymor didn't reply but instead he speed walking somewhat stomping towards Nahmir making the short distance seem like millions of miles to Nahmir. When he reached Nick he wrapped his muscly arms around Nicks slim waist and leaned into his neck, breathing heavily even lightly grunting to assert his dominance.

  "Say it". Tay said as if he was taunting Nahmir.

  "Say what ?" Nahmir said feeling Tay's rough brown hands pull at some of his loose dreads making him whimper slightly, faltering his strong demeanor.

  " Say you don't want me". Tay said letting go oh Nicks waist and raising his hands to his now raised shoulders.

  "I don't wa-". Nahmir's sentence was stopped by Taymor squeezing his shoulders, inching closer to his neck.

  " I don-" The same squeeze came down on Nahmir's shoulders increasing in strength, forcing a silent hiss of pain out of Nicks lips.

  " Whats wrong now Nick, say it I wanna hear you say it". Tay said to him forcing him to do the impossible.

  Tay loved Nick to much to hear it come out of his mouth, to hear those words fly out of his mouth. So absentmindedly his body was forcing Nahmir to not say it, trying to give Tay hope that what they had wasn't over, but did he even deserve him. He snatched away any dignity Nick had left in him. The pain he had caused this one human had shot through Taymor's heavy chest letting light tears flow out of his eyes.

  Words coming out of Nicks mouth weren't rendering in his mind, luckily his eyes could see Nick staring at him letting him see the dread headed boy look at him with worry, his plump lips moving smoothly but nothing coming out in Taymor's mind. Enough shakes and Tay realized he had wet droplets rolling down his smooth cheeks.

  " I wanna stay FRIENDS TAY". Nahmir said to Taymor somehow bringing his braindead body to life.

  " Okay Nick, I'm sorry okay is that what you needed. I have fucking problems and to make you happy I'll fix each and every one, I promise I just need you...please". Tay yelled trying to apologize without saying sorry.

  Nahmir was fine with that apology, but that wasn't what made him come to this small compromise with Tay. It was Nick coming to a realization that he wasn't the only one who was struggling.