I looked down and started playing with my thumbs. Mr. Howell repositioned himself so he was sitting on the edge of his chair. He set his elbows on the table and put his hands together.
"You always turn in your work, but I didn’t see your name. There was a paper that I read that sounds very much like you, but has someone elses name scribbled on top," he slid me a paper. It was my homework that Nathan and his friends too from me that morning. I deeply sighed as if i was going to give an explanation, but no words came to mind so i shook my head and shrugged.
"We can do something about it, but you have to cooperate with me, okay?" he said. I started thinking about the hell that they have put me through in the last three years. Without realizing it, Mr. Howell had his arms embracing me. My head buried within his chest and i could hear his every heartbeat. When I opened my eyes, I noticed that his shirt was wet and realized that I was crying. I know he was my teacher, but I wanted to cuddle with him longer.
"I'm sorry," I mumbled into his chest. His long fingers began to stroke my hair.
"Don't be sorry," he whispered. My parents used to hold me like this when i was sick or sad when i was younger. Kinda felt nice to have that feeling back.
"Do you need a ride home?" he asked as he let me go.
"No, I can walk home. It's not that far," I said wiping my eyes.
"Are you sure? There was a couple of wolves spotted in the nearby woods. I don't want something bad happen to my best student," he insisted.
"I guess my mom won't like the idea of me walking when danger is near," my voice faded. He sprung up.
"Then it's settled. I will take you home," he smiled. He got his stuff together and walked me to his car. I gave him directions to home while we were talking about the bully situation.
As we arrived, i noticed my mother standing by the door with her arms crossed. She is probably pissed that I didn't call her that i would be staying a little late. I got out of the car when he pulled to the curb.
"I was worried about you, boy!" she began yelling. Mr. Howell got out of his car.
"Sorry, I just needed some help with some stuff and he offered. I didn't mean to keep him so long, ma’am," he apologized. She blinked her eyes a couple of times.
“I’m Morgan Howell, your son’s English teacher,” he extended a hand to my mother. She shook his hand, but still was very Leary of him as if we was a murderer.
“See you tomorrow, Nathan,” He smiled and went back to his car. We both watched him drove away. My mother opened the door and lead me to the dinner table to eat.
“Did you happen to see your brother on the way home?” my father asked. I shook my head while shoving mashed potatoes into my mouth. I heard him sigh, and he walked to the phone, probably to call him. Ever since I came out to my parents, they have been distant with me. there was this one time when I was crying and my father got mad at me and started calling me fagot and began hitting me. Since my older brother wasn't gay, they were always supporting him.well, a month ago, my brother told me that he was also gay, and told me to keep it a secret from our parents. Thats not all. He also told me that he was seeing someone too, but he won’t give me a name.
The door bursted open and there was my brother, gasping for air with sweat on his forehead.
“Sorry im late, I wanted to exercise with some friends after school. It lasted longer than expected,” he smiled. They shrugged their shoulders and went on with their own business. He walked upstairs to his room and I decided to follow.
"Were you with... Ya know? Him?" I whispered before he went to his room. He grinned and nodded. He then walked into his room and closes the door.
When I woke up, I had a strange feeling that lingered in my chest. I looked at my phone that was on my nightstand next to my bed, and noticed a new message from Sophie.
'Yo!! Omg! Come to school quick!!' It read. I sighed and quickly got dressed. I looked at the clock and it was 7 o'clock. I was running late, so I asked my mom if I could drive her car to school. She said it was okay and I drove to school. As I parked, Sophie ran to the drivers side and dragged me out of the car. I got loose and locked the door, but then she started to drag me inside the building.
"Sophie, what is it? What's wrong?" I asked. We slowed down as we got near the in school suspension (ISS) room. She hushed me and looked inside and pointed to a guy in there. I squinted my eyes and found it to my surprise that it was Nathan.
To be countined...
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I'm sorry for another boring chapter, but I will try to make the next chapter more action-packed!
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