Sabrina looks legitimately terrified. Jayden doesn't blame her. He probably looks like he's about to kill her right now. Their teacher hasn't started class yet.
She smiles at him, nervously. "J-Jayden! How are you?"
"I don't know. But tell me. How does it feel knowing you screwed up other people's lives in order to be popular?" Jayden gives her cold, harsh eyes.
The people surrounding their table gasp, some laugh at the 'roast.' And others stand there, quiet with wide eyes.
"What do you mean? I didn't ruin anyone's lives!" Sabrina defends her actions. Isaiah is watching from a couple tables over, embarrassed.
Jayden laughs, coldly "Okay, okay. Whatever helps you sleep at night. You'll need all the help you can get."
Isaiah doesn't know how to feel. He hates to admit it, but Jayden's protectiveness and coldness is attractive. He's so brutally honest. Isaiah is struggling to accept that he's the one Jayden is protecting. But why?
Sabrina scoffs, "Tell me, Jayden. Who's and how did I screw up someone's life?"
"That photo was total bullying. The victim is now dealing with even more assault and bullying. Plus, you should know that, that photo could impact his father's business. You're not an idiot, Sabrina. You knew what you were doing and proceeded to do it. As well as adding a description to the photo that was exposing his identity. If you haven't checked your post, you wouldn't know that, that photo has caused more cyberbullying! Are you so selfish that you can't see that what you did is awful?" Jayden calls her out. Not afraid to admit the truth. Sabrina's face falls, she looks horrified. Like her actions have actually hit her. She goes silent.
The teacher walks in before she can come up with a response. "Get in your seats, students!" Mrs. Dane states. All of the students take their seats.
During class, many people aren't focusing. Sabrina is reflecting on her actions and the severity of them. Jayden keeps looking over at Isaiah. Who also looks back at him. Other teens are just too tired to listen or don't care enough to. Mrs. Dane doesn't seem to notice. Which is for the best.
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Class ends and Jayden starts walking out, followed by Isaiah. But Sabrina stops both of them.
"Listen, um, you were right, Jayden. I've been so selfish. And I'm so sorry," She looks over at Isaiah, "And Isaiah, I'm so so sorry. I'll delete the post right now. I'll make another post regarding the bullying and try to ask people to stop."
Isaiah smiles softly, "Thanks, Sabrina. I appreciate it. And, you're forgiven."
Sabrina looks at Jayden, pleadingly. "As long as Isaiah has forgiven you, I guess I will too."
She smiles and hugs Isaiah, Jayden gives her a glare. She understands immediately and lets go. Sabrina decides it's in her best interest to not hug Jayden. The three of them leave the classroom.
Jayden and Isaiah go the same way, not saying anything.
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They don't say anything to each other for the rest of the day. Even though Isaiah sits with them, he doesn't talk to them. He's quiet. Everyone would be quiet if they were experiencing what Isaiah is experiencing.
Jayden waits outside for his friends. Well, unfortunately, Isaiah can't come since this conversation is about what's going on between Jayden and him. That makes Jayden sad. As he waits, he thinks over it all.
He used to be so care free. Things were going good until Saturday the 6th. When he was told that they were moving churches. He was upset about going to the same church as Isaiah. Now, he's sad that Isaiah seems to be upset with him.
Jayden sighs and leans against the brick wall. He sees Isaiah waiting for Joanna. He's covered in a couple bruises. Which makes sense.
Throughout the day, Jayden has stopped any bullying toward Isaiah that he witnessed. But there were a couple times where he couldn't be there because of class. He feels bad, despite knowing that it isn't his fault.
Then he sees them. A couple people going over toward Isaiah, with sinister looking faces. Immediately, he drops his backpack and runs over. People are looking.
He stands in their way, they were close to Isaiah by the time he got over there. Jayden's height makes him feel better. Most of these guys were average height, which is still a couple inches shorter than him. He stands at over 6 feet tall. Meanwhile, these guys are at maybe 5'10-ish. There were 3 of them. And a girl. All of them grumble. Clearly annoyed with Jayden. They can try to fight him if they really want to. He's pretty athletic despite not playing sports, so by their expressions, it appears that they don't want to fight someone that can either match to their strength or that can overpower them.
Isaiah looks up from a book he was reading. That's one of the things he likes to do while waiting for Joanna. He's not surprise, Jayden has done this multiple times today. He appreciates it, but he doesn't understand why he's doing it.
Jayden looks at Isaiah who is still leaning against a pole, but has put his book away. He looks back at the ground, as if he can't meet Jayden's eyes. Jayden sighs, "Thanks, again," Isaiah says as Jayden is walking away.
"No problem," Saying something, anything to Isaiah, makes Jayden feel better. He walks away and thinks of Isaiah once he's far away, acting as if Isaiah can read his mind.
Their relationship is really confusing right now. That upsets Jayden, but if it's what Isaiah needs in order to figure things out for himself, it's perfectly fine.
Jayden patiently waits for his friends against the brick wall, watching Isaiah from a distance.
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The Pastor's Son
Romance(The image does not belong to me! To any people who have already read it, I decided to change the picture!) *I wrote this book when I was in middle school so please understand that this book is NOT a great representation queer people. It could be d...
