The boy with no face

Chapter 8

It was now the next day and Stanley was very tired from staying up a bit late. The boy walked in a bit after Stanley went in, not wanting his 'friends' to bully him. The boy puts his hood up and walks into the school as Stanley stays outside. "Hey! Bro please tell me you did the history homework!" Lance Cried "God damn Lance..." Stanley turned his backpack around and reached inside his backpack for the homework.

"Your a life saver!" Lance grabbed the homework and immediately started to write down the answers. Stanley sighed, then realized that Henry wasn't there. "Hey where the heck is Henry?!" Lance looked up "Inside" Lance then looked back down. Stanley grunted and knew what will happen if the two were alone. Stanley sighed and walked inside. Once Stanley opened the door he heard a locker slam shut.

Stanley walked quietly where the noise was.

"What do you want freak?!" The boy sighed and closed his locker. The boy ignored him and started to walk off. "Hey don't walk away from me!" Henry grabbed the boys hood pulling him back. The boy gulped and fell on the floor from the sudden tug. "I would like you to answer my question about Stan..." the boy seemed to get nervous. "Why has Stan been a pain in the butt ever since you come along?!" Stanley grunted which made Henry turn his Direction. Stanley covered his mouth and tried to stay as calm as possible.

"Anyways, answer. My. Question." The boy scoffed and turned around avoiding eye contact even if he wore a mask. "Your not gonna answer huh?" Henry raised his fist and Stanley couldn't let him do that. He ran towards him and grabbed his fist.

"Why are you so obsess with me, you 'freak' " Stanley mocked. "What did you say?!" "Your deaf too?! Wow sad life for you..." Stanley smirked. Henry turned around and stared at him. Stanley avoided his gaze. "What happened to you?!" "Reality Henry!" Stanley smirked. Henry's eyes widened as he started to realize he might lose his friend.

"So, if you don't mind...him and I will go..." Stanley walked past Henry and helped the boy go back on his feet. They walk away leaving Henry stunned.

While they walked outside they started to laugh. "Hey Stan here is your-" Lance stopped and looked at the boy then back to Stan. "Are you seriously friends with him now?!" "No Lance, were just acquaintances!" Stanley said sorta sarcastically. Lance grunted. "YOU TRADER!" Stanley couldn't help but laugh at Lance. The boy laughed as well. "Yeah whatever, call me whatever you want to...I won't hang with you if You want me to or not!" Stanley nudged the boy and they started to walk past Lance.

Everyone was now looking at them, Stacy ran up to Stan and he eyed her. "Stanley what are you doing...?! Your gonna lose your popularity real quick...!" Stanley gave her a straight face and just ignored her.

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It was now lunch. Stanley and the boy couldn't be happier. Til Stanley was getting food thrown at him. "What children..." Stanley said flicking a green bean off him. "Hey Stan! How are you and your freak boyfriend doing?!" The two boys laughed. "Even if we were dating what's so bad dating the same gender...?" Stanley mumbled, the boy sighed and rethought about what he was going to write down.

The boy decided it was best not to write it.

...

The boy practically lived with Stanley as the boy always stood over. The mom didn't mind one bit. Stanley excused himself to the bathroom before dinner. He ran into the bathroom and locked the door quickly.

"WHAT WAS I THINKING TODAY?!" Stanley yelled to himself as quietly as possible. "Stanley...calm down...your just gonna use this friendship to get the secret and then the friendship will just...end..." Stanley sighed. He wet his face and walked out of the bathroom and into his room grabbing his glasses and then back downstairs for dinner.

Stanley's mom always cooked the best dinners. The boy started to talk to his mother more and the mother was happy to finally talk to him more, but with notes of course. But Stanley just felt uncomfortable, but he didn't know why. After dinner he quickly ran to his room.

He felt like someone had punched him in the stomach multiple times. He groaned as he fall onto his bedroom floor. He felt horrible. Was it the food? The school food? What was it?! The boy walked in rushing towards him as he realized he was on the floor holding his stomach. "You ok Stan?!" He bent down and tried to see if something was wrong. But the boy knew exactly what was wrong. The boy smirked and snapped his fingers.

Stanley's stomach suddenly stopped hurting. "Wait how did you-" "I heard what you said in the bathroom...you really just gonna do that to me?!" Stanley's eyes widened as he wanted this to just be another nightmare. "Your just doing what you did with those boys! Your sick, you know?!" Stanley sighed. He didn't know what to tell the boy. "I- am sorry..." Stanley blurted out.

"Sorry?! Really?! You have to be joking!!" The boy started to get frustrated. Who can blame him. Stanley turned around not wanting to see even the tiniest bit of the boy. "You know...I wish you didn't come to this school either..." Stanley sighed. The boy stared at him. "Why couldn't you just be normal like the rest of them?! Why couldn't you just leave me alone?! WHY COULDN'T YOU NOT EXIST!-" Stanley gasped as he realized what he had said.

"Sorry! I- I don't know what am saying anymore..." Stanley got up and walked out the room. The boy was still processing what Stanley had just said. "I- I wish you knew..." The boy whispered, but it was to late. Stanley slammed the front door shut as he ran to Lance and Stanley's old spot that they used to hangout. Stanley was slowly losing his mind, but Stanley couldn't help to let it.

Little did he know...the boy was hiding more then his face...

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