Nicks and Bruises are just trophy cups

Chapter 4 Why me?

I am struggling with my sexuality,and maybe is not a big deal, maybe I'm responsable for this.
Ike Broflowski is now gay? I mean,is not that I think is wrong but some time ago if someone'd told me that I was gonna discover that I can actually be 'gay' or 'bi' I'd never trust'em. But hey,here I am.

There's no one I can tell,neither my 'friends' or my fam. 

Why me?

Why Ike Broflovski? A football player,a nerdo even if those words can't get together ;but maybe gay or bi can go with them? should I've figured it out sooner? A bi-nerd-football player huh? what a twist.

Miss Monica said that I'm not the only one with this "thing",I know this might sound stupid but yeah,i'm not homophobic or something but never tought that I had to be in such situacion. Actually this never bothered me because I was not aware about it, it's not been important til now.

How am I gonna talk to everyone?Do I look like the "bi " type? is there even a type? Gosh if I were listening to myself I'd probably say that I'm shit.

Ike had no choice but not telling , but if he could how would it go?
"The people Miss Monica talked about ...could I meet them or even know who they are? But if they actaully have a different sexual orientation why students do not know anything ? Is it wrong? that's why they're not telling? "these are some toughts Ike had while walking back home.

Suddendly his phone rang. 'Kyle' that's what was on the phone.

— Hey Kyle.—

— How you doing?— 

— Great,I'm ok —

 — Are you sure? Well I'm calling cuz there's someting...we need to talk okay?—

— About what? —

— It's...that I may actually humm how can I say it ...—

— Kyle...Is it that important ?—

— Kinda.—

— You home?—

— Yes—

— k' just wait,I'm on my way—

  I arrived 12 minutes after the call, shout for Kyle and he told me to go upstairs. Found him in his room sitting on the bed.

— Hey dude—

— Ike — He suddenldy hugged me.

— Wait what's going on? let me go — Tried to get off— By the way what do you want?—

— You know my friends Tweek and Craig right?— he finally let me go.

—Yeah,they're dating right?—

—huuumm well not anymore—

—Wait,did they broke up?—

—No no,they actually got engaged—

—Really? Whoa that's great—

—Yeah,they are getting married —

—So why you sound so sad?— That was weird —Wait,you like one of them?—

—No, it's not that. When they told us we were so happy for them but Stan got so overwhelmed...—

—And is that a problem?—

—That's why I'm so troubled— he sighed — a few days after Stan ...well he told me he likes me ,he seemed so shy and nervous but he was smiling so brightly and I have no ide what to do. —

—Wait,you don't like him?— that was weird—I tought you fell for him.—

— Why?—

—Why? are you serious? You're always by his side,you worry about him,get happy for him KYLE YOU ARE ALWAYS there for him and that's why he loves you,you didn't notice before? Dude you're so blind —

—But...Geez dunno what to do—

—I won't tell you to date him if you don't want to—

— let's move on —sighs — what about you? You got someone? —

—someone? Well no, I don't like anyone yet —

—How so? Tought you were like a popular guy—

—Guess I am, but seriously there's none in mind —

They kept talking til night about being a football player and Ike's grades also Kyle gave him a 'why being a good student will help on his life' speech.

Time skip > Next morning

I woke up witch such a horrible headache, did everything I had to prepare myself for school. Left home earlier today to let time pass and maybe the headache would disappear.

Arrived to the bus stop, there were some other guys joking, flirting but one of them tried to start a fight.

— Huh, the Emo is here—
He was talking about a small boy who have just arrived but that boy dressed all in black ignored him.

—Oh c'mon do you think we believe on that calm and defenselessness aura? —

The 'Emo' boy said nothing but sigh.

—What? Am I boring you?—

—Well actually yes, just shut up and let everyone wait for the bus in peace —

—So you can actually talk — he giggled — and I tought fags were passives —

—Who you calling a fag? —his look had no interest on that mean guy.

—Who's the one wearing make up? —

—If you look around almost the half of you are wearing it —

—Those are girls—

—Then they are fags, didn't you say that? —

—Listen you cunt... — he grabbed the all in black boy by the shirt —

—You shut up you shity douche bag — even if he was small knew how to defend himself, grabbed his arm with a hand and pulled him down near his face — Don't you ever dare to talk to me again, I've been tolerating your fucking face and all the stupid stuff you spit out of your mouth, don't call me a fag, my name is Firkle and if you don't respect it I'd be forced to make you remember it —Firkle, that was his name. So Firkle said that with a blade on hand.

—Everyone was silent, Firkle let him go. A few minutes after the bus finally arrived.
We all were in shock.

I sat at the back of the bus calmly when that boy Firkle sat besides me. I was panicking, yes he looks weak and that's what makes me uncomfortable.

—Ugh, I won't do anything to you just calm down —
So, he noticed.

—Sorry —

—It's always the same —

—What do you mean? —

—Never mind just shut up you comformist —

Took a while to get at school and a lot of questions came to my mind.
If he's bullied because of his make up why he doesn't wipe it out?
Is it even ok for a boy to wear it?
An emo boy wearing make up? That's such a lot, what else can he do than expecting to be bullied. He does not have an idea how life school works right?

Hope you like the chapter, I'm not British or north American so my English is not the best but I really had to write a Fike Fic(the majority of them are written in English so that's why)

If you liked it please let me know and if you see a problem on the grammar tell me ok? Thanks for reading it. Swear I'll do as good as I can.