Where Am I? (boyxboy)

Chapter Ten

Here's the next chapter. I promise the next chapter will have some boyxboy action in it. TRIGGER WARNING!!! There is cutting in this chapter and please if you are having trouble or are triggered after this chapter please inbox me. This number is a hotline: 1-800-273-8255 Smile for me!

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I blinked into a distorted world, my vision blurred by a thick fog that was quickly retreating from my brain. My head was resting on something warm and firm, making my snuggle against the heat.

"Uh, Crow?" A tentative voice squeaked out. What was Noah doing in my room? Why did my ceiling look like a school classroom? Sitting up quickly, I was met with resistance from Noah's head, which had been hovering over mine. He let out a whimper.

"Shit." I growled out. Rubbing my forehead where it had just head-butted Noah's. We sat there a moment, looking at each other as we rubbed our foreheads. Then I laughed, Noah soon joining me. When our sides hurt and tears streamed down our faces, we finally stopped laughing. Sobering up, Noah looked at me cautiously.

"Crow?" He called softly. I smirked.

"Oh Noah, you know I just love it when you say my name." I teased lightly, looking over at the small blond. His cheeks darkened to their usual red, making me give a short laugh at the sight. He was just to easy. 

"Crow." He said more seriously, gaining my attention. 

"Hmm?" I questioned him, as I stretched my tired limbs. I felt like I had just run a marathon, my bruised knuckles from last night seemed to ache more now than they had during the day. There was a pit in my stomach as I looked around the empty classroom. How did we get here? Weren't we sopposed to be in gym?

"Noah-" I started at the same time.

"Crow-" He said. 

I raised an eyebrow at him, urging him to continue. He looked up at me through his lashes, the air in the room had suddenly become tense and I felt my body grow cold. "Noah, what happened?" I asked, dread slowly leaking into my voice.

"Well, uh, you see-" He stuttered out.

"Spit it out." I snapped, the apprehension of the situation frustrating me. 

"YoukindofgotreallyangryandalmoststrangledMattinthelockerroom." Noah said under his breath, making his words sound like a jumbled mess. 

"What?" I growled out, losing my patience. I saw Noah flinch and I stopped short, my voice growing soft. "What happened Noah?" He looked at me, his eyes worried and pitying. I hated pity.

"You really can't remember?" He asked quietly. I shook my head, keeping a tight leash on my shortening temper. He continued in a quiet voice as if he was waiting for a bomb to explode. "You kind of got really angry and almost strangled Matt in the locker room." He repeated. 

It didn't quite connect in my brain for a second. I almost strangled Matt. In the locker room. I blacked out in the middle of school. I was in a rage induced trance. Now I couldn't remember what I did. I groaned loudly, pinching the bridge of my nose I closed my eyes. This is not good. I finalized it aloud. "This is not good." 

"You really can't remember?" Noah asked appalled. I shook my head again. I had almost forgot he was there. Opening my eyes I fixed them on Noah, my gaze burning into him.

"I need you to tell me exactly what happened." I said slowly, looking into nothing as I tried to piece together what happened, but I couldn't bring the images forward. They resided just out of reach. So Noah told me exactly what happened, in riveting detail that had me holding my head in my hands. I had really lost it. Twice in twenty-four hours.