Chapter 7

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Ghost's POV


We arrive at the dorm, beer pack in hands as I then drag Gerald to my room. Over there we bond as we talk about everything from our childhood, to highschool, his attraction to males at a young age, my attraction to females at a young age. We both vibe as we talk. Well he talks and for the most part, I listen.

He's actually really smart. He's in his final year here at just the age of 20. I was 14 when I got my degree. But in a lot of ways, I still feel sorry that he had to spend his life behind books all in a bid to preserve his family reputation. I can't really relate a lot.

My mom was a billionaire yes. A respected one at that. But I never really had a family reputation to uphold. My only connection to her was her last name which we shared. She had never revealed who my father was to my brother nor I. And Rivera was such a common name that if proper research wasn't done, I'd probably not have a link to her.

All I knew was that she came from a dark past and that my brother and She would not allow the both of us to stay close to each other for long periods of time. So she sent him away to the England and then she left me with my nanny in that big lonely house. I moved away eventually, to a family...

I push away thoughts of my depressive childhood and pay attention to Gerald. He's sweet. But there was still something off about him. I can't pick it up, but it's there. I choose to ignore it for the most part as David walks into my room.

"Hey." I greet. "How was class?"

"Fucking painful." He groans making me laugh. "Hey! Gerald, wasn't expecting you."

"Yeah. Ghost basically dragged me here after manipulating me into buying him beer." He says, making me roll my eyes. Somehow I know David's glaring at me. "Don't worry about the pain. E.P.U turns most of its students into masochists with time."

"How many times do i have to tell you not to be a manipulative shit. You're not supposed to be drinking in the first place." David rages.

"I didn't manipulate him. I asked him to buy me a pack no duress whatsoever. He did it of his own free will." I smirk, leaning back. "Guess, it must be something about my eyelashes." I flutter them, hopefully I don't look like I'm having a seizure.

Gerald laughs that cute laugh of his and of all times I wish I could see if there was a spark within them. So I instead decide to make one anyways. "Hey Gerald, do you know David's gay?" I can't see David's face but I know he's glaring daggers at me.

"Really? I mean I saw you guys kiss at that party but I thought it was just a homiesexual thing." He lies through his teeth. He so knew David was gay.

I play along anyways. "Yeah. And my homie hasn't had a butt fuck since forever so if you know someone. Hit me up."

"Fuck you Ghost." David retorts.

I walk out of my room, pretending to need something but all I want to do is give them space, but not before yelling a "You wish" to a seething David. The day I get killed by him, put it on my gravestone that I deserved it.

I make a mental note to pick up Aubrey from the day care on the way out. I head out the front door and I immediately catch a retreating figure who had clearly been spying.

I go into defense mode almost immediately. I grab the figure pinning him against the wall. "Who are you?" I push him into the wall harder.

"Woah, woah, chill. Its just me. Wow am I that forgettable?" The figure says. I rack my brain for his voice and I find a match.

"Even?" I ask, his body cringing.

He slaps my hand off his chest. "Its EHV- EHN. And you need to stop pinning me up against walls." He says, smoothening his  rumpled shirt courtesy of my hands, I guess.

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