Book 1: Possessive Madness (BL)

Prologue

"Let me go!" I said trying my very best to get out of their grips. I don't know why they're doing this to me—I'm just sitting here and reading my book! I flipping didn't do anything to them!

"Shut up fag." he said before throwing my bag and book. I keep myself from crying because I know they'll tease me more.

"Bullying some sweet, innocent–looking boy wouldn't make you any stronger, it'll just make you weaker." Somebody said out of nowhere. We all looked at where that voice came from. It was a boy with a cute, sweet smile and gray–colored eyes.

"Who are you supposed to be huh?" The leader, I think, asks full of cockiness in his tone. The boy, who suddenly appeared, smirked while looking at this stupid scumbag.

"Well, you don't know me so let me just introduce myself. I'm John Arceo son of Klarize Arceo." He declared. The guys holding me tensed up and suddenly shake. This guy "John" smirked even more while looking at them.

"So?" The leader asks still cocky. I honestly don't know why they're shaking because of his mother, is she that scary or something?

"So you better let him go before I tell our principal, who happens to be my mother, that you are bullying him and call your parents or worse get you expelled." He said while holding his stunning smile. Whilst I, looked at him, shocked.

The students, who are grabbing me, let go and ran as far as they could and that makes John smirk even more. The leader stayed still at where he is standing. He smirked at the boy before turning my way, still smirking.

"This is not over fag. Watch your back...I'm just around." He said, still looking at me with his demonic smirk. I glared back at him. He walks towards me and slightly past me before stopping and whispering into my ears.

"I'll see you soon, sweetie." he said before walking away. I felt some cold wind run my back at his tone but I just shrugged it off and took a deep sigh.

I took my bag from the floor and shake off the dirt. I was about to pick my book but I was taken aback when John came towards me with my book in his hand.

"Here." he said giving me my book back. I get it and accidentally touch his hands. I was shocked and quickly get my book. John chuckles and pinches my cheeks.

"Can you please stop pinching me? It hurts." I said sheepishly. He let go of my cheeks and scratched his nape, a little embarrassed of his actions.

"Thank you...by the way." I said still shy.

"Anytime." he said while smiling.

"I–I have to go." I said putting my bag over my shoulder before turning away.

He then suddenly put his arm around my shoulder. I was shocked and a little bit annoyed, I don't like people putting their arms on my shoulder.

"I'll take you to your class." He said. I looked at him confused.

"Just to be sure you know—" he cut. I was more confused about what he's doing right now.

"Know what?" I ask. Getting more annoyed because of his arm, still on my shoulder.

"Bullies are still around us." He whispered.

"Oh, thanks but no thanks." I said removing his arm off my shoulder. "I can take care of myself." I added.

"By the way their leader looks at you, I don't think you'll be able to handle it next time you two meet." He said. I rolled my eyes and took a deep sigh as I know he has a point.

"Fine. Just don't put your arm on my shoulder." I said. He just smiled and nodded. We continue our walk while chatting.

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A few days, weeks, months, and years had passed, John and I became close to each other. We sleep at each other's house from time to time. I met his parents and I think they're super cool. He also met my parents and my brother. We also took shower together sometimes.

As we reach high school we met Sean, and our now gang—Aira (my best friend), Louis, Julius, and Ian—at the same school. We hang out almost every once or twice a week at each other's house.

I and John were becoming closer as years went by, and if you'll look at us from afar or if you're not my circle of friends and don't know anything, you'll think that we're together. The way we treat each other, the way we took care of each other, the way we make each other happy; it's a super couple thing.

But all of these slowly fades when he got a girlfriend plus he moved to the states to continue his study. At first, I was upset because he didn't tell us the first time he made a decision. We only found out when they had already left.

And then one day, I was walking home from school. It's kinda late because I forgot to track the time. I was walking in a dark alley, kind of a shortcut to my house when I felt someone following me. I increase my speed until I found myself running away from them trying my very best to find somewhere to hide just to lose them—but I failed.

I was running and running as fast as I can until I turned in a corner and accidentally bumped into someone. I apologize to the guy and attempted to run but he grabbed my hand tight that stopped me from running. I looked at the person who grabbed my hand just to be surprised, it's John. I went blank all of a sudden but instantly snapped back when he pushed me to the side and beat those guys following me.

I stopped him from killing those scumbags and pulled him out of that place. I brought him to my house and treat his wounds, as gently as possible.

"Thank you for helping me, again." I said breaking the silence between us and dabbing the cotton ball with alcohol on his wounded and bruised hand.

"Agh." He winced.

"I-I'm sorry." I said.

His eyebrows knitted together as he was confused.

"What for?" He asks.

"For you,...having this bruise." I said then continued dabbing the cotton ball slightly hard on his wounded and bruised hand.

"That's nothing. But I think it's not enough." He said looking at me with a slightly sad expression on his face. I stopped dabbing and stared at him confusedly. "Not enough?" I ask then continue patching his knuckles.

"You know...for...not telling you...that I'm going to away." He said. I looked at him, now blankly.

We went silent for quite some time before I decided to break the silence.

"Nah, it's ok. We were just surprised and a little bit mad at you because you didn't tell us." I explained then slammed my body to the couch and sigh. He looked at me and placed his arm over my head.

I lay my head on his shoulder while he brushes and plays with my hair softly. We were in that position for quite a while until I felt my eyes slowly drifting away and into good slumber.