Blood and Tears (BoyxBoy)

Chapter Four

I walked down the hall, glancing at the room numbers as I went along. At first Chase was silent, the only noise being our footsteps. But it didn't stay that way for long.

"You know you're gonna pay for this, fag," Chase said. He said it so calmly and so... pleasantly that I almost thought I heard him wrong.

"And you know that I really don't like that word," I said quietly.  I really did hate that word, and I was extremely upset at how normal it sounded to me now that I heard it so much.

"Damn shame that you had to start hanging with that queer. People actually tolerated you. Now, everyone just hates you," Chase spat. My breathing deepened and I shot him a look out of the corner of my eye. He was sneering at me and I wanted to punch him again. I clenched my fists to prevent that. Lord knows what the consequences would be.

"Don't call him that," I said quietly.

"I'm sorry, what'd you say, fag?" Chase cupped a hand to his ear.

"I said, don't call him that, asshole," I said louder, my nose sticking in the air. I couldn't help it, I wasn't a snob. It was just something I did when I was REALLY upset.

"Excuse me," Chase said, with a laugh. I realized that we were now standing in the middle of the hallway, facing each other. "What the hell did you just call me? Fag!" His face was turning red and I had to hold in a laugh.

"Wow, why am I not surprised how limited your vocabulary is. Seems like that's the only word you know." I chuckled, surprised and pleased that a chuckle could sound sarcastic.

"What did you call me!" Chase said, ignoring my insult.

"I called you an asshole. There you happ--" I was cut off by Chase lunging forward and wrapping a hand around my neck and shoving me against the wall. I had a sudden flashback of this morning with my dad.

"Listen up, fag, you're dead. Do you understand me? You better watch your f*cking back, because you just made yourself a shitload of enemies. You better not eat, you better not sleep, you better not do anything without keeping one eye out for me. 'Cause I'll be coming for. I don't when or how but I'm coming for you." Just as I thought I was going to pass out from lack of oxygen, Chase let go. I gasped and bent over, clutching my throat.

And just like nothing had even happened, Chase walked off down the hall. I straightened up, trying to regain my composure. I realized that Chase was right. I had enemies coming out of my ass and no way to defend myself. I had no other choice but to pretend like nothing had happened as well. I followed him, eager to get to the room where I had witnesses.

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When we got to 101, I stared at the door. Hmm, I never even knew this room was here. I was kind of nervous to be standing so close to Chase but he was just ignoring me, not even looking in my direction. Nope, not even to glare at me.

The door was shut, so I banged my fist against the door. Before my knuckles even left the wood, the door flew open. A short, little old man stood there grinning at me. He had crazy white hair and he EXTREMELY resembled Albert Einstein.

"Um, hi, we're here for--" I started.

"In-school suspension. Yes, of course. " the man replied. It was kind of unnerving to have someone you had never even met before finishing your sentences. I cleared my throat and tried to answer.

"My name's--"

"Sayth McCoy. Yes, I know. And you're Chase Michael. Please, com in.." Professor Weirdo waved his arms and gestured for us to enter. I took a step to go inside, but Chase shoved me with his shoulder and entered first. I shook my head and followed.

"Hi, my name is Jozef Kovac. But you fellows can call me Mr. K." Mr. K stuck out his hand to Chase first, smiling proudly. Chase just rolled his eyes and turned to look around the room. I was shocked that he was so blatantly rude to a teacher like that. Mr. K offered me his hand next and I shook it.

"So have you boys ever been suspended before?" Mr. K asked, looking excited for some reason. Chase was still ignoring him, wandering around the room, poking at these weird jars Mr. K had placed around the room.

"Uh, no. I haven't. What are we supposed to be doing?"

"Well pretty much anything I want you to. Hehe." Mr. K rubbed his hands together evilly. I raised an eyebrow. "No, just kidding. Usually, I hayve the kids clean the bathroom or something. What do you feel up to doeng?" Mr. K sat down in one of the chairs that littered the floor and it was then that I got a good look around the room.

There were no desks. Only chairs. And they seemed to be randomly strewn across the room. "What are all these chairs for?" I asked, sitting down in one next to him. I set my bag on my lap. Chase apparently got done looking around because he came over sitting on the farthest possible chair from me.

"Oh, these," Mr. K said, gesturing widely to the chairs. "These are for my students. Hey, what happened there?" He pointed to my throat.

"Oh, um, uh..." I glanced nervously at Chance. He was finally looking at me but it was with such hate and malice that I had to look away immediately. It was a look that said don't-you-f*cking-say-anything-or-I'll-kill-you-right-here-right-now. And I believed it too. "Uh, I ran into a pole," I said lamely. Oh. Em. Gee. Why am I such a horrible liar?

Mr K looked at me doubtedly with an eybrow raised. "A pole? Really? I'm not even going to ask how you manage that. Anyway, moving on. I guess you guys can.. clean the toilets!" Mr. K raised a finger like he just discoverd the cure to cancer or something. "Yes, they haven't been cleaned since my last victims a few weeks ago." Yes, I heard his use of the word "victim." And yes, it scared me.

"The toilets? Seriously. I'm not cleaning toilets," Chase said, finally speaking.

"I'm afraid you don't have a choice. Alrighty, let's go." Mr. K hopped up like a little bunny rabbit and practically skipped to the door. Why was he so excited... and hyper. I got up too, but Chase just sighed loudly and started tapping his foot.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Michael, I do believe we have a little misunderstanding, mh?" Mr. K's face lit up with a grin. Was he enjoying this? "You were suspended by the prinicipal, not by me. I need you to remember this, that way we can get along. It's only for a day. It could've been worse, and if you don't do as I ask, it will be worse. So, I suggest you get up and get moving please. It will only speed things along." I smiled at the shocked look on Chase's face. He wasn't used to people not being afraid of him and telling him what to do.

I wasn't sure what was going to happen. Would Chase get up or would there be a confrontation? Mentally, my jaw dropped when Chase slowly climbed to his feet and dragged his feet over to us. He was pissed at Mr. K and now he took it out on me by kicking me in the leg. Hard. I gritted my teeth and I wasn't going to say anything but I didn't have to.

"I don't tolerate violence. You think in-school suspension is bad. This is nothing. You can get suspended for real, or even expelled. Please keep your hands to yourself," Mr. K said. My eyes widened. How did he see that? He was facing the other direction.

Chase's mouth opened to spout some snappy comeback, but nothing came out. This was awesome. "All right, come." Mr. K walked out of the room and down the hall.

I was about to follow him but Chase stepped in front of me. "After school, fag. Your dead. Don't think you can avoid me either." I could practically see Chase's eyes glowing red. He had a bit of spit hanging on the corner of his lip and I really wanted to point it out to him, but I didn't figure it would help me out at all.

Before I could respond, Chase wheeled around and stomped out of the room. Aw, shit. What have I done?

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ok! yay im done... sorry for the late update and that its kind of short. if u've read this (and ur like reading my chapters as I update) than u might b confused... in the last chapter i didn't have chase get suspended... but i went back and changed it which is why i dedicated this to charmersandangels.... she helped me with a few ideas in here (one of them being chase got detention too) so if ur TERRIBLY confused then go back and read the last chapter.. altho its not really necessary:) thanks.. please COMMENT VOTE AND FAN!