Complexes (LGBT) (boyxboy)

chapter 18

Chapter 18

Connor's POV: He was running from me and it took me a moment to figure out why.

The blood on my hands. It was so easy for him to get the wrong idea. I was supposed to stay and talk to the police, but right now Lucas was more important, so I ran after him. No one tried to stop me. The police knew I didn't do anything, but still wanted to question me. There were witnesses to support that I wasn't in the wrong. I had woken up early this morning and couldn't help but go and find Ethan.

I had no clue what I was going to do when I did find him, but I just knew I wanted to find him. After searching for him at his room, I ran into Eddie who got the main gist of what was going on and decided to come along with me in my search because he thought I was going to do something stupid. We headed towards the soccer field because that was the next place he would be other than the dorms.

I found him, but not in the state I was expecting to find him. He was there, at the side of the locker rooms, his face covered in blood after an apparent beating. It was a horrific sight. I would be lying if I said I didn't feel just a little bit of satisfaction when I saw him like that, but mostly I was scared for his life.

That was the point when I dropped to my knees to make sure he was okay and that he was breathing. After shaking him, trying to get him to wake up, he started coughing up blood, so I turned him on his side so he wouldn't choke on it. Disgustingly enough I got the blood all over my hands. Right now it was dried after wiping it on my jeans. Good thing they were old anyway, but I looked a mess. I looked guilty. Thankfully there were plenty of people around who saw the commotion so they saw that I didn't do that to Ethan. I didn't know if I would have done that to Ethan if I had found him earlier when he wasn't like that, but it was possible.

Maybe I would have been able to control myself, for Lucas' sake at least. I knew he detested violence and now he was running from me because of it. I followed him straight into the dorm buildings, and how typical it was of him to go straight for the stairs. He was so quick, so by the time I opened the door on the ground level, he was already up a whole two flights of stairs. "Lucas, wait!" I called after him. "SEmily away from me!" he shouted back.

His voice was shaky, distressed. "Please, Lucas. I didn't do this!" I shouted. I ran up the stairs two at a time, grasping the banister and pulling myself up as quickly as I could, gaining a little bit of ground on him. "Bullshit," I heard him say. "I swear I didn't! I was helping him!" I yelled. It was a good thing the stairwell was empty otherwise we'd be creating a big scene. I kept running up the stairs and before I knew it I was on the fifth floor and he was standing at the door which led to the rooms. He hand his hand on the handle and was looking at me, his eyes showing a bit of confusion, fear and anger. "What the hell were you thinking?!" he asked aggressively. "I told you, I didn't do this. I found him like that," I said desperately. I needed him, more than anyone else, to believe me. He looked down at my hands which were still tinged with Ethan's blood. "I was trying to help him," I said, trying to keep my voice calm.

I didn't need another reason for him to be scared of me. He looked at me for a moment, furrowing his eyebrows together. He looked like he was in pain, which was ridiculous. I should be in pain since he won't believe me. "Just...leave me alone," he said and opened the door. He went out into the hall, but I wouldn't leave him alone, not yet at least. I didn't do anything and I'll be damned if I was going to let him think that I did. "Do you seriously think I would lie to you?" I asked. "Just go away. I need to think," he said in frustration. I kept following him down the hall. "I guess all that stuff you said last night about me being a good person was complete bullshit then, huh?" I asked. He spun around to face me as he got to his room door. "I've trusted people before and thought they were good people and they've turned around and done much, much worse," he said.