Cruel And Unusual Punishment [boyxboy]

Chapter 1

Cruel and Unusual Punishment: Chapter 1

Kellen’s POV

Come Monday I was thoroughly pissed off. At Alec. At Henry. At the world. But mainly at Alec. And not because I blamed him for this or some other girly reason like that. Of course not, this was as much my fault as it was his. Oh no, that wasn’t at all what was bugging me. What really ate at me was how much of a total asshat my friend could be.

All weekend I tried to contact him, to ask him how we would do this, to prepare but no, the asshat decided that he was going to ignore all my calls and texts. And even worse, he didn’t even come and pick me up today. Ever since he got his driver’s license-I had failed considering my apparent lack of ability to drive- he would always come pick me up in the morning so we could go to school together. It seemed like today-on one of the rainiest days of the year I might add-he decided to let me walk. God, I hated him sometimes.

So here I was, waiting outside the school, wet, pissed off and fully prepared to give Alec a piece of my mind when he decided to get his sorry ass to school. The rain was still coming down hard but I was already wet so I couldn’t care less. I was the only person standing outside; most had fled to the inside of the school to escape the downpour. That’s when it hit me. In about twenty minutes I was about to tell the whole school that I was gay. And worse, in a relationship with Alec of all people. All I could think about was how perfect this was. Everyone would already be inside, almost nobody would miss seeing us first this in the morning. Thanks to Alec ignoring me I didn’t even know how exactly we were going to go about telling everyone in the first place.

A green car pulled into the parking lot, clearly going faster than it was supposed to in a school zone, pulled me out of my thoughts. Alec exited the car and became instantly soaking wet by the heavy rain pouring on top of him. His black hair was plastered to his face like seaweed and I could tell from the darkness around his eyes that-like me-he hadn’t slept at all. I couldn’t help but notice the white shirt he had on, a shirt that became instantly see-through. What an idiot.

The first thing I did when he approached me was deliver a very hard and absolutely necessary punch straight into his right shoulder.

Alec’s POV

Ouch. Okay that punch had hurt. But I suppose I had no right to be mad at him for it. I had been a total prick this weekend and leaving him to walk this morning had been the icing on the cake. He was obviously pissed off as we walked into the school side by side. Students lined the halls and their constant chatter filled the air. I felt sick to my stomach. I wasn’t quite sure how I was going to go about this. Sure I’d been with girls but relationships had never been my thing, unless I wanted something out of them. In all honesty I barely had any idea how to go about having a relationship. Especially with a guy. Especially with Kellen. I suddenly envied Kellen for his long track record of relationships, some more successful than others. At least he had some idea of what he was doing.

We both stopped when we reached Kellen’s locker, going by our normal morning routine. Nobody in the hallway was currently watching us, but I knew what I was about to do was certainly going to get their attention.

With one hand I reached forwards and guided Kellen around to face me. I sent him an apologetic look and I knew he was slowly beginning to piece together what I was trying to do. Time to “come out of the closet”. I stepped forwards, invading his personal space, and placed my hands on his hips. My body was pretty much pressed against his and the hallway had gone silent. I didn’t have to look to know that everyone was watching us. I couldn’t shake the feeling of how wrong this felt. My chest was pressed against his and instead of the breasts I was expecting it was just smooth and flat. He was too tall. Sure he was a good head smaller-his head reaching shoulder level- than me but I was used to short and delicate, Kellen was neither. The entire thing was uncomfortable but I pushed it down, tried to pretend that I liked it, because this needed to be convincing.

I leaned down and I could feel the tip of his ear brushing my lips, nausea spread through my body. “Please don’t be mad. I’m sorry,” my words pierced the silent hallway, even if they were quiet whispers meant only for Kellen to hear. I could practically feel the student body strain to hear more of the exchange so they could have a juicy story to tell their friends. It made me sick, but I forced myself to stay pressed against Kellen, to not rip my body away like I wanted to so badly.

Kellen’s face instantly broke turned into a pout as he looked up at me, “I had to do exercise in the morning because of you!”

I couldn’t help but laugh at that. The laughter came easily because uncomfortable situation or not, Kellen was still Kellen. I knew him well enough to know that aside from our closeness the way he was acting wasn’t fake. I had forgotten to pick him up a few times before and his reaction was almost always the same.

“I’m sorry,” I whispered again. “I’ll make it up to you later,” I knew everyone would think of that in a dirty way, but I knew Kellen would actually be expecting me to make it up to him. And I knew it would have to be good. Because not only did I not pick him up but I also completely ignored him this weekend.

“Yes you will!” Kellen said, piercing his words with a nod and then finally returning my hug by wrapping his arms around my neck. “But for now, you’re forgiven. I guess.”

Those few mumbled words must have broken the damn because the next second the hallway was loud again. Filled with chatter. Except this time it wasn’t mindless. I could clearly pick out a few things being said.

What hypocrites. Hmpf, I know right? You know most homophobes end up being gay themselves.

I heard they totally beat up Henry the other day. And now they’re gay. What assholes.

I always knew those two were too close to be just friends.

That is so wrong.

Gay

Gay

GAY

I wanted to scream at them that I wasn’t gay. That I was being forced to do this. But I couldn’t because then Henry would press charges, and we would get in trouble and I had to be strong. For me and for Kellen.

Instead I pushed it all down, pulled myself away from Kellen and took his hand. By the way he instantly held it in a death grip I knew he was having a hard time with this too. But I just squeezed by lightly and smiled at him, hoping he saw the unspoken apology there.

“Let’s get to class,” I said. Like this was normal. Like all of this wasn’t totally my fault. I was the one who first said that we should beat up Henry. And of course Kellen followed because that was what he did. Don’t get me wrong, he isn’t a complete pushover. Not at all actually. But he just knows that it’s easier to not argue with me.

I didn’t voice any of this though.

I didn’t tell him I was sorry even though I knew I should have.

I just pulled him in the direction of our first class and pretended that it was all normal.

That it was all going to be okay.

That our lives weren’t going to be complete hell after this.