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I continue to pace the way where Preston might have used to walk home from Jerome's by foot. At the same time,I call out Preston's name. Meanwhile, Jerome went to every shop, from the mall to the coffee shop we drop by every morning before school, hoping to find him there. But alas, still no updates.
I wasn't fully concentrating. Half of my mind was on Preston while the other was on him. I'm starting to enter that annoying phase where everything I do, I think of him. Annoying as frick.
I seem to be walking myself into a shop lot that I never knew even existed here in the first place. I go inside the first shop and ask everybody there whether they saw Preston walking around, I even show them a picture of him as well to ensure an even more accurate answer. But alas, still no sign.
I proceed to the next shop and do the same, and then the next one, and then again the next one. I make sure I cover every ground there is to cover, I wasn't going to quit now; not now, not ever. For all we know, he might have went into one of these shops.
I finally move on to the next block of the shop lot. As I make my way pass an alley, I hear familiar voices moaning in aghony. "Preston?" I squeak as I slowly make my way inside. It was dark and creepy and unhygenic; three things I hate with a burning passion. "Preston, are you in here?"
"R-Rob." He calls out with a loosing voice.
I try hard and use my sense of hearing and direction, and I lead myself to Preston hiding by a dumpster. He looks beaten up, blood drips from one side of his nose as one of the corner of his mouth is dark-blue in colour indicating a bruise, his eyes were squinted tiredly and his breathing was abnormal.
"Preston, it's okay, Preston. I'm here, Rob is here." I say as I grab him by the hand and comfort him from there. A tear drop starts to stream down my cheek as I study his bad conditon. "P-Preston. I-I'm sorry, Preston. This would never have happened if I didn't forget to pick you up. Please forgive me, Preston. I'm sorry I'm a bad friend" I apologise in tears.
He silences me with a finger by my lips and wipes the tears away from my cheek followed by eyes as he flashes a warm smile. I smile back in return, not knowing what better response to show.
The panicking starts as soon as I see Preston slowly blinking his eyes as though he's about to pass out. "Preston! No! Don't you dare leave me now!" I shout to him as I begin to slowly carry him up in my arms.
I walk my way out of the alley, dissregarding his bags for now and jist leaving it there, and the first thing as I come close to the exit is Lachlan standing by the back passenger side of the car holding the door open for us. "I figured the least I could do is help."
I accept his offer followed by ordering him to get Preston's bags and we drive off to the nearest hospital.
[Lachlan's POV]
Stop signs and traffic lights didn't mean anything to me right now as I run pass every single one of them. All I could care about right now is to put a smile back on his face, make Rob happy again, and that wont happen until he sees Preston in a well condition. And if that is all that takes then so be it.
"Preston. It's okay, man. I got you." Rob says in response to Preston's moan.
I look over to the back view mirrors to get a clearer view, and my heart shatters in pain as I see Rob holding on to Preston like his own baby as he gives him a dearing stare
I knew that this was a bad idea. Why do I have to be so fucking stupid? So damn brainless. As if the chasing out of his house wasn't bad enough for my heart. Why do I continue to listen to what my heart wants and end up crashing it into pieces rather than to hear my brain and prevent it all from happening?
Get your shit together, Lachlan, he is NEVER going to fall in love with you. Heck I wouldn't even fall for myself with this kind of attitude.
Why do I have to be like this? Why does my ego have to be so darn bigger than the Sydney Opera House. Why do I have to be so damn heartless and cruel. The bully never gets what he wanted Lachlan, not in this fairytale. What bothers me even more is that I don't even bother changing at all knowing that I'm bad.
"Who would do this to you, Preston?" He whispers to himself as he exits the car at the emergency wing of the hospital we arrive at with Preston still in his arms. I know who. But preventing it doesn't seem to even cross my mind, not even to tell Rob.
It was the school duo bullies, Mitch and Vikk. They heard rumours about Preston being gay, and they wanted to teach him a lesson for it.
They invited me to join them on it too, that time they ran into me after I left Rob after school yesterday. But I turned it down knowing that Rob might hate me if it was my fault if anything happened to Preston, he keeps on slipping in Preston's name ten million times in our conversation the whole time in school that day.
Damn it! Why does everything I do keep on bringing me back to Rob? Everything I want to do, I have to reconsider what and how Rob will feel about it. And everything I do, I want it to be with him every moment or at least I want him to what I was doing and I would wonder whether he thinks of me as much as I think of him.
I wouldn't have fallen for Rob if I didn't have to act so high on ego and just responded to his compliment. Compliments are my weakness, I don't get them from people as often because of how much they hate me for being a bully to them. So I guess you can say that compliments are my only hope for goodness.
But I damn well know why I choose the bully life in the first place. It's to avoid socialising with guys. I damn well know how much of a fool I can easily be when falling for someone. Then why the heck did I socialise with him that day after I bullied him? As bad as I felt for being bad to him after he complimented me that day, I can't just do that. I can't just be nice after feeling bad for being mean to someone, people find that as bullshit.
A/N: SORRY GUYS IF THIS CHAPTER WAS QUITE BORING AND TOO MUCH MUMBLING. But I had to because this chapter is mostly about Lachlan's POV on the past few things. I wanted to try to postpone as long as I can from confirming the fact that Lachlan feels the same way towards Rob. But either way, thanks for reading! The next one is going to be good, don't you worry. There's even a -SPOILERS ALERT- a slight sexual content Idk depends on however you want to see it.
