Love Doesn't Exist (bxb)

~Chapter eight~

I didn't go to school that day, I just needed alone time to fully get my composer back. But that is easier said than done, so many things were happening in my mind. The scene of me miserably beating up Isaiah to the point he bleed, to how hot-headed someone besides my dad can make me.

But my mom almost ate me alive when she came back home and the school notified her that I didn't show up to any of my classes. And shockingly no mention of the fight. I couldn't sleep that night either, so I just stared up at my ceiling till the sun had risen again.

I got ready for school and somehow made my way to school on time. I avoided everyone's eyes, looking down at the floor in my sleep-deprived self. No one bothered me still, what is wrong with everyone? They don't gossip about the incident about me and Isaiah and now they don't come and harass me for beating the shit out of him?

"Hey, Mark" someone yelled out. But it wasn't Isaiah. I recently turned around somewhat expecting a flying punch to my face but that wasn't it.

Right in front of me was one of the boys who told me that Isaiah was shunning me. "Dude why didn't you come to school?" He said but for some reason, I felt obligated to answer him to not make myself feel any shittier.

"I had other things to do," I said directing my focus on the somewhat interesting trash can.

"Well, yesterday Isaiah got fucked up by this mystery person." Mystery person? "He continued to hide the identity of the person who did so."

I quickly looked at him confused, my eyebrows shrugging, and my head slightly tilted and asked, "Why?"

"I don't know, all he said was that it was a huge misunderstanding." He said shaking his head.

Guilt.

It dropped right on top of my whole body. He-he covered for me, but why. There is no reason to do that, I clearly beat him up why not tell people. If I was in his shoes trying to befriend myself, I would have given up a long time ago and would have avoided this altogether. Maybe he really is just a whole idiot.

"Oh, but Mark that isn't what I wanted to tell you." He said after my long silence.

"Huh" I was caught off guard.

"Yeah, the other day I think you misunderstood something we had said." Oh no "We were trying to tell you that Isaiah tried his hardest to keep people from spreading rumors about that incident in the halls."

"What" No, please tell me it was a joke, please or else---

"Yeah he made everyone swear and promise to not bring it up or they will so-called regret it." The boy explained

Shaking my head in disbelief, "Please tell me that he didn't put his time and effort to get people off my ass." I pleaded.

"He did" The boy confirmed.

Another KO by guilt.

My mind was defiantly panicking, taking in all this information and my past actions. "Ahhh" I yelled at the top of my lungs ruffling through my hair fiercely.

Everyone talking in the halls stopped, all the movements and sounds were gone turning their interest towards the panicked me. "Where is that idiot?" I asked with fire in my eyes not even caring about the whole school looking at me.

"I don't know but I'm pretty sure he is at home." He said after thinking about it.

"Fuck now I have to go to his house." Groaned and turned to him again, "Where is it?"

"Um it should be---" and he told me the address.

I ran after I got it from the boy, I later found out was named Ashlin and while I was everyone's eyes followed me. But while I was running in the corner of my eyes, I saw Ms. Lao giving a big thumbs up and a smile. I ran out of the doors and down the block.

Sorry mom but you will have to forgive me for skipping school once again. I made my way over to his house putting the address to google maps. I got to the house and fiercely knocked on the door. I hear footsteps slowly making their way to the entrance but, I kept on knocking.

The door opened and I gasped when I saw how Isaiah looked.

He looked down at me genuinely shocked and surprised, "Mark what are you doing here?" he said almost happily.

That pissed me off, "Don't what are you doing here me. This the moment where you fucking curse the shit out of me give me a black eye and say never come near me." I yelled

"But I don't feel that way?" He said straining to put a smile on his face.

I groaned and lowered my guard, "Can I just come in?"

"Sure," He said without hesitation.

I walked into the house and made my way to the dining table as I pointed to the spot in front of me. "Come here Isaiah I need to clear things up."