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Protection

I still couldn't get past the fact that I saw jorge.

What the fuck is he doing here?

I get that he got expelled or whatever, but why go to a school that's two hours away?

And it's not even like I could ask him, I bet he'd just roll his eyes and walk away.

I tried to silence my thoughts of jorge by thinking of ben.

I thought back to the night he stayed over.

I kissed him, pushing him back into the bed

Ben gasped, his face getting covered in powder pink.

I thought of how he moaned when I pushed into him.

And then I snapped out of it when I rounded the corner.

I saw him and max.

I hid behind the corner, watching what was happening.

"Just leave him the fuck alone!" Ben screamed.

My heart started racing. He never curses.

Max always looks angry. His jaw is always clenched as if he were holding back tears.

But this time he didn't look angry. Not at all.

His mouth was in a frown, and I think if I squinted hard enough I could see a tear slipping down his cheek.

I heard max mumble something, but I couldn't quite make out what it was.

"Don't do this." Ben said, clear as day.

Don't do what?

And then max put both of his hands over his face and began to sob.

What... the fuck?

Ben ran a hand over his face, and then pulled at his hair.

"You're the one who didn't want to change! " Ben yelled.

I've never seen him so hostile.

Max took his hands down from his face. His eyes were red and tear- stained.

"I'm happy now!" Ben croaked. I think he was about to cry.

"Why can't you just be happy for me?"  Ben asked, I could hear his voice breaking.

And then out of nowhere Max's facial expression changed.

It went back to the angry, jaw clenched brunette boy we all knew.

Not only that, but the harsh words escaped his prison like mind.

"Fine. Get the fuck away from me, and go back to your faggot boyfriend." He spat, and lightly shoved him away.

That's when I lost it.

"Don't you fucking touch him!" I yelled , walking down the hall to Ben.

Max turned his head quickly, and bens face flushed a bright red.

"Oh fuck off benji, this shit doesn't concern you." He said, but I cut him off, shoving his back into a locker.

Ben gasped.

"I thought I told you to fucking stay away from my goddamn boyfriend." I  said, shoving him further into the locker.

"Yeah? What are you going to do about it?" Max said, smiling.

I rolled my eyes.
"You're starting to make me think you're gay too, huh max?" I said, sneering In his ear.

His face turned into an angry red.
"Fuck of." He hissed, trying to release from my grip.

He forgot I'm much stronger than him. Always have been.

"If you're not gay how come you're so obsessed with my boyfriend? Huh?" I said.

He got his arm free from my grip and tried to hit me, but I decided I was done with his shit.

I kneed him in the balls, and he instantly fell to the floor.

"Don't ever put your filthy fucking hands on Ben again, and I mean it. Stay the fuck away." I said turning around to face Ben.

He didn't look angry. He just looked upset.

"Are you okay?" I asked, stepping forward to examine him.

He didn't have any marks on him.

"I'm fine." He said," how much of that did you hear?"  He asked , his facing turning red again, highlighting his freckles.

I wrapped my arm around his waist, and started walking the direction of my locker.

"Enough for you to explain what's going on." I said. He nodded.

We got to my locker, he stood there as I took out my backpack and put my things in it.

I closed it and we walked to his locker as well. He grabbed his things and slung his bag over his shoulder.

I intwined our hands together, walking down the hall to the commons

I locked eyes with Jorge.

He was with a guy in a skirt and fishnets. They were walking away from the gym.

Jorge was smiling at first, but then his hands dropped to mine and bens' hands.

And then his face turned into an unreadable mesh of expressions.

I just shrugged, while Ben and I walked to my car.

I sent milo a text telling him that Ben and I were going to my house alone for awhile, and that if he needed me to text me.

But I wanted no distractions other than that. I was tired of max waking all over Ben and trying to fight me.

I was going to ask Ben all of those overbearing questions from the first night he was over.

I didn't care if they were overbearing anymore, I had a right to know.

I hope he feels the same, and I hope he's honest.