Just Different

Chapter 41

((Trigger warning))

"Please leave your message f--"

"Fuck!" Dave cursed. This was the seventh time he dialed the number. The phone just rang and rang. No answer at all.

He couldn't believe his eyes this morning. That's why Chester hasn't talked to him in so long. He was too busy hanging out with that dork. Dave sighed angrily and collapsed on his bed. He contemplated

"Ouch!"

"Phi!"

Dave laughed. "What? I'm only playing around." The small boy he tripped scowled and left the group, running briskly across the field. Mike scoffed and grabbed his bag. Brad and Joe followed.

"I don't have time for this anymore. You're an asshole."

Dave knuckled his eyes. He felt lonely. Ryan, Amir amd Brandon weren't real friends. They only hung out with him if they knew Dave was buying them something. Provide them anything. But fuck those guys, fuck everyone. His real friends left him. His new friends only care about him sometimes.

Dave grabbed his phone again and opened his contacts. He stared at Chester's picture. It suddenly dawned on him that Chester didn't care about him either. All he did was expect money and sex. And his car. The black Dodge Charger he drove. Dave practically gave it away to Chester amd made the excuse to his parents that he sold it. He already had a new car, but he missed his old car.

As he stared at the picture, an idea creeped up to him. A small, vile smile crawled across Dave's face. He quickly opened his gallery and scrolled down as far as he could. Then he found the video and tapped on it.

There was cackling and fingers over the lens. Then the camera panned towards a face. Chester's. He looked lost and confused, looking around frantically. The camera flashed reflected harshly against his glasses. There was someone hovering over him. The laughing continued.

The person behind the camera stepped back to reveal Jonathan above Chester. He had Chester's legs pinned up, the teens pants around his ankles.

"Get it Jon!" A voice said behind the camera.

Dave smirked and opened Instagram.

***

Mike chewed his lip furiously as he stared at the number on his phone. He had long deleted it but it was engraved on his mind forever. Chester wouldn't answer. Mike saw how he was with Rob all day. Chester finally got what he wanted.

Tears welled in Mike's eyes. He got what he wanted too. He told Chester to never talk to him and to go their separate ways. It hurt to do it, but maybe it was for the best.

He closed his eyes and lay back on his bed. He missed that night so much. He finally had Chester and he let him go, just because he couldn't accept what had happened. Now Chester had moved on, and in the worst way possible. He was dragging Rob down with him and it was only a matter of time before Rob caught on. Even though Rob was very aware of Mike and Chester's past, he wasn't aware of how far Chester was willing to go to replace Mike.

And what if Rob and Chester became official? It would crush Mike. He didn't even want to think about it but the memories of watching Rob and Chester. He wanted to be the one people gawked at with Chester, he wanted to be the talk of the whole school with Chester. The fear of being judged had flown out the window and was replaced with a burning need. 

Mike couldn't take it. He was going to stop running. He was going to go to Chester and tell him everything. He wasn't gonna hide from everything anymore.

Chester had to be alone sometime. Mike could usually tell when Rob was going to the junk yard or going home. He could just wait for a day Rob was going home and go to Chester at the junk yard. He could get him alone then.

***

Rob and Chester kissed gingerly. Chester giggled then sat up. He fished through the covers for his underwear, looking ecstatic.

"Let's go to the mall," Chester said suddenly. He didn't know why suggested it, he really didn't have any money to spend. But Rob nodded either ways. He sat up too, watching Chester get dressed. This was their thing now. Rob spent nearly every night at the RV, his mom oblivious. Chester was suddenly attached to him like a tick.

"Let's smoke a bowl first," Chester suggested as he fished under the bed for his things. Rob agreed and began searching for his clothes too. Chester's phone buzzed for the fifth time. Rob searched around for it, assuming Chester was going to answer it, but he stopped. Chester just sat, packing a bowl.

"Leave it," Chester exhaled. He took a generous hit and closed his eyes. "It's Dave," he began coughing.

"Oh," Rob murmured. Chester handed him the bong and lighter.

"I can't imagine he's too happy right now," Chester continued. "He definitely saw us."

Rob nodded as he hit the piece.

"Mike saw us too," Chester said quietly as he sat facing the wall. He sighed inwardly and got up, going to the small sliding doors of the wall, exposing the small closet. He chose an outfit from the hanging clothes and gathered them to put them on. Rob was already dressing in his clothes from the previous day.

"You think everyone will get over it?" Chester said to Rob. The other boy was caught off guard as he was tying his shoes. "Mike and Phi?"

"Oh, erm," Rob started. He didn't know whether to be honest or tell Chester everything was gonna be okay. Either Dave was going to confront him or Mike was. Neither of those options were good.

"Forget it. Maybe if I do, they will," Chester turned to close the closet. He began dressing quickly.