Head Down

~jackson~

Shit
Not again...
It happened again, I walked in there again.
Usually its fine, i just repeat the same thing over and over. "Head down, head down, head down". The last thing that needs to happen is someone outing me. The locker room is heaven and hell all at once. All the boys are cute but i don't wanna look at them in here, naked, and vulnerable. Thats just wrong.

So, what I do is, i put my head down and focus only on my clothes and the floor. No one notices me and I don't even look at them. So, its a pretty good system.

But, i fucked up. I looked up, i looked up and made eye contact with Kaleb. Fuck, he's always so quick to assume. He immediately gives me a death glare and walks over to me.

"Whatd i tell you fag, don't fucking look at me, bitch"

Fuck

"Shit, i-i im sorry Kaleb" I stutter. He slams me against the shower wall. "Keep my name and my dick out of your mouth Jackson". I blush red with embarrassment as a couple people look over to see what all the yelling is about. "Listen, I really didnt mean to look at you it was an accident i swear". He knocks me in the nose and i fall down in pain. He then starts kicking the shit out of my ribs and stomach. I feel every kick and with every attempt to get back up his kicks get harder and harder. Coach Preston eventually comes in screaming what the hell is going on and Kaleb just walks away before Coach can get into the showers. No one even bats an eye.

No one cares what just happened. No one ever cares. I guess i need to be extra careful about looking up at all. Maybe i should just wear sunglasses when im in here.

or maybe i should just die.