Chapter 12

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Aiden's P.O.V

"Thank you!"

Johnny left after conforming that there was no one around. And
guess what

I got Grayson's phone number and address. Shit is about to go down.

I once again stole my mom's car and drove away. His house wasnt really far.

I looked at the little house map and started to look for his  room.

Im good with sneaking in and out of houses so it wasnt difficult for me.

I opened the door of his room and found him laid on the  bed.

I placed one hand around his neck and another wake him up.

"Grayson...."

"HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT"

I choked him to shut him up

"Shut up!"

"Why are you here???"

"Why did you do that?"

"You told me to"

"I was drunk! You are the desperate monster who wanted to have sex with a guy and then blame him, and then run away from your mistakes. Not even thinking about the other person's life. No! You can not blame me. Because this, I know, isnt my fault. I shouldnt have had so many drinks"

"Uh.."

"Do you even know that I didnt have sex with anyone because I was saving it for the right moment and the right person. You destroyed everything!"

Dont cry. Dont cry.

"You really thought you'd get away with this but no, Im here to teach you your lesson. Suspension gets over, tomorrow is school"

I slid out the pink spray from my bag and sprayed it all over him.

"Its permanent, see you tomorrow"

I jumped out of the window.

I jumped out of the window

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Brad's P.O.V

I cant resist my urge to paint.

But people. Fuck people.

I kicked open one of the suitcases which threw out all my brushes, pens, pencils and other art supplies.

I gathered the oil paints and my brushes.

But what do I make?

I  was really confused about what to paint. Cory's image kept coming to my mind. His eyes, his lips..
And my hands seemed to move on their own. I lost myself in the moment until Cory entered the room. I had finished the painting by the time he came in.

He was surprised and equally embarassed when he saw it.

"Oh, I didnt know you think of me this way"

I looked at the picture to find a shirtless and colourful mosaic Cory on the sheet.

It was beautiful.

"Whats the problem with this?"

"Whats the problem?!? Brad, you sexualize me! I.. you're just disgusting. Im leaving!"

Cory left at the same moment.

Justin's P.O.V

A really angry guy came in at closing hour

"How are y.."

He didnt even address my presence. He just took a seat and raised his arm in the air.

Billy looked at me and then went to his table.

"Hey there"

"Double cream, extra sugar espresso with anise, rose petals and ginseng. Put in ice and chocolate shavings too"

I could see the confusion on Billy's face but she quickly wrote that down and went to the kitchen, grandma coughed when she looked at the order.

It was there in 10 minutes and the guy was just getting angrier every moment.

"Why is the service so slow here??"

"Because it was a really special coffee you ordered"

"Dont argue with me!"

"Im not!"

He gulped the liquid down in 5 seconds and handed her a 100 bill.

Oh well

While walking out he looked in my eyes, I could feel the anger inside him. Something is clearly wrong with him.

I followed him when he left, he pulled out something from his pocket.

I could hear a ticking sound coming from his direction.

He lit his cigarette and started smoking in a corner. The light coming from the fire showed the tension on his forehead, and strain on his eyes.

He threw the cigarette within 5 seconds and crushed it under his feet. Branded leather shoes to be specific.

He then looked around to ensure no one saw him and ran in the bushes. Being a curious person, I followed him there as well.

He smacked open a run down building's door and went in. His eyes looking around before closing the door.

I waited for the right moment and went near the building. I searched for a suitable window but couldnt find anything.

So I decided to go in.

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