Chapter 4
*Zeke's POV*
"Boys!! Get up, its time for school!!" I heard my mother yell through the apartment. I feel sorry for our neighbours. She probably woke them up as well.
"Honey, is it really that hard to go to their rooms? Not everyone wants to wake up at 6:30." I heard Dad say in a low voice.
"I shouldn't have to run around after them. They're old enough to have some responsibility." She replied.
Mum left for work half an hour before us and because Max was 18, he dove to his uni in his own car.
Dad was always the one to drive me to school.
"Mum is getting stricter now." I sighed and turned the radio down a bit.
"I know..but its what she knows. Her father is an ex-soldier and he was very strict. It's all she knew during her childhood because her mother died when she was only 10 so her dad raised her for most of her life; she thinks that the best way to be a mother is to be strict like him." He explained, cracking his neck.
"Still..." I grumbled.
"I know its hard son, but sometimes you just have to work through the hard times."
The drive to school wasn't that long after the conversation, only 2 minutes.
As I walked in the usual feeling of being watched hit me. And I knew why.
Jacob and his group. They always watched me when I came to school, they protected me because of Jacob.
It was nice to know that I was protected but it scared me too.
Bethany, Bowan, Jake and of course Jacob all leaned on the fence and concrete box garden and all but Jacob smoked. I didn't hate them, they were really cool. I was just nervous and quiet when they were around me because I didn't feel like I could fit into their group.
I sighed and continued to walk to my locker then there was a loud bang. I gasped and tried to turn only to be forcefully pushed against the locker.
"Hey gay boy." Someone growled lowly in my ear.
"H-hi" I whimpered, not knowing who my attacker was.
"I'm sorry," he said sarcastically."Did you try to talk to me?" The attacker pulled back, still holding me against the locker. I gasped as I saw Mitchell. He was buff, strong and the captain of the football team and my bully.
"Time to get your pay faggot!" He grabbed me and dragged me to the boys bathroom...
Punch after punch, I whimpered and cried. How could he have taken me in here without anyone else knowing or seeing?
With every attempt to cry out and yell, I got another punch.
"Fag." Mitchell spat on me and left.
I sat in one of the cubicles and cried and cried. This was normal but it didn't mean that I didn't cry for ages.
I knew that the only thing that would help me would be Jacob. I looked at the door and waited for him to burst through the door to come pull me into his muscly chest and hold me close.
But nothing came...
Without waiting much longer I cleaned myself up as much as I could and walked out, returning to my locker and grabbing the books that I needed. I had already missed my first class of the day.
As usual I felt all eyes on me when I trudged into period 2 with a bruise on my face from the punches.
"Zeke, are you okay?" My teacher, Mr Jackerl asked.
"I'm fine." I murmured and sat at my seat at the side of the class.
"Uh okay." And with that he continued teaching.
**Lunch Time**
"What happened?" I heard the low familiar voice that I craved to hear in the bathroom.
I looked up from where I was sitting and saw Jacob.
"Why are you over here? You're the one who didn't want to be around me during school, or in the public eye for that matter."
He sighed deeply. "Don't answer my question with another question. What happened?"
"Nothing for you to worry about."
"Zeke.." he crouched in front of me, looking deep into my eyes. "Please."
"I said its nothing okay!!" I raised my voice, fighting back tears. He looked taken back a little. "I'm sorry." My voice dropped.
"For crying out loud, this love boat needs to set sail already!!" A new voice whined.
"Oh shut up Bethany, how long where you and Bowan playing chasey's for before you two finally got together." Jacob mocked making Bethany poke her tongue out and Bowan blush.
"It was worth it!" Bowan spoke up.
I sighed and shook my head a little. They were an odd group of people. Of course they had the same interests and they all had this badboy/girl aura around them. But they still felt different to each other. No one messed with them, out of fear that they would be 'possessed by demons' which was a load of bullshit.
Around them, I felt I didn't fit in but I felt comfortable. I was a loner most of the time at school but when they were close I felt drawn to them. To Jacob.
He had that 'stay away from me, I'm a heartbreaking bad boy' aura yet I felt I could tame him.
But they didn't stick around for long however. I must've been too lost in my thought to even realize they had left..
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Memoirs of "abnormality" (boyxboy)
Teen FictionZeke is 16. He is also gay. When he meets the boy who lives two floors up and three apartments across from him, his life changes. Risking his life, he climbs their building to visit his new 'friend', risking getting caught by Jacob's strict, frighte...