14: Bad Blood.

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GAVIN.

Mr. Tattoo ass.

I fucking hate that guy.

Ever since he walked into the fucking classroom, it's like he has hypnotized everyone. All they can talk about is him...his hair, his tattoos...blah blah bullshit.

What's cool about his dreadlocks anyway? They make him look like a mop head. I bet all kinds of parasites have laid eggs in there. Super gross.

And...I just puked in my mouth.

Also, what's with all the tattoos and piercings? Didn't he feel pain getting all that ink on his skin? I'm terrified of needles so I can't even imagine having a tattoo or piercing on any part of my body.

Maybe the reason he has all those tattoos is because he's some sort of gang leader. Something about this guy feels totally off. There's more to him and obviously I will find out.

It's why I invited him to a party at my place this weekend. Some guy whose name I don't fucking know once said, keep your friends close and your enemies closer.

Speaking of, the guy has gotten awfully close to Carlito. Not that I have a problem with the people Carlito chooses to hang out with. But why did he have to choose Mr. Tattoo ass of all people?

Did he choose him because of the humor? Or his looks? What's so special about the tattoo freak? I just don't get it.

What's more confusing is this feeling that's currently residing in my stomach. It's like a sharp knife is being twisted in my belly over and over, causing immense pain. Why am I feeling like this? Why does watching Carlito smile with him infuriate me?

What is wrong with me? What is this feeling that's eating me alive?

I thought that pretending nothing transpired between us would erase him from my mind. Well, I thought wrong.

Because I can't stop thinking about him. I can't stop thinking of the moments we shared on the ride home. I can still hear the sounds of his laughter in my head. His laughter is a melody that I want to hear on repeat.

Then there's also the heated kiss which is still fresh in my memory. The taste of his lips awakened something in me. It ignited the flames of desire, one that no fire extinguisher can put out.

Fuck.

Now all I crave is him. And it scares me shitless. It baffles me as to why I feel this way towards him. One thing that I've always known for sure is that I like girls. But why do I feel these things for Carlito?

Is something wrong with me?

The sudden loud ringing of the school bell ported me from the jungle of thoughts that I was lost in.

"Make sure to submit this assignment before the next class." The biology teacher stated while scribbling something on the board.

"Before I forget, I wanted to announce that our ecological trip to Red Woods National park has been approved by the school board. "Her announcement triggered cheers in the classroom.

"Mrs. Hanna, when are we going?" Rosalia, the biggest biology nerd excitedly inquired.

"For how long are we going to stay?" Another student shot a question.

"Is it going to be cold there or warm? I need to know which outfits to pack."

"I hear there are werewolves in the park. Guys, stay safe." Some nerd announced.

"Werewolves aren't even real, genuis!" Madeline commented mockingly.

"Silence!" The biology teacher declared. "Guys, the trip happens tomorrow evening. We will arrive later in the night. Where we will spend two days at the park, learning about a variety flora and fauna. The trip will conclude on Saturday," She paused, "any other relevant questions?"

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