Teach Me Bad - 12. Wed: Trent

Trent woke in a good mood Wednesday morning. Sun streamed through the blinds, but it was a warm and cheerful light.

He and Kayden had masturbated over video chat the night before. It had been fun, and Kayden had been pleased with the attention. Trent didn’t know how long he’d be able to ‘be good’ but he wasn’t worried. Today, they’d get to spend extra time together and he was looking forward to it.

He went about his morning rituals; pissed, showered, then shaved in the mirror. When he was fixing his hair, he heard his phone ringing in the next room. “Fucking Lucas,” he muttered to himself, because that was the only person that would call him at this hour. He ignored it and went into the closet to get dressed.

He didn’t run into anyone when he was on his way out. He climbed in his truck and paused to send Mitch a message. I’m not coming to class today. I’ve got something else to do, he said, then started the engine and spun the truck around, so it faced the gate. His phone buzzed while he was waiting for the gate to open and he checked for a reply.

Are you still coming to the study group?

I’m planning on it, Trent texted back, making a face as he did it. I learned way too much not to. They taught me two weeks’ worth of class in a day.

I know. It’s great isn’t it?

Yep. See you there, Trent said back, then tossed his phone onto the passenger seat. He revved the engine and tore out of the drive. He was a bit early, but it was just as well. He didn’t want to miss any time with Kayden.

As he drove, he thought fondly about the little Korean.

Kayden’s feelings for him were intoxicating. He said he loved him all the time, and though Trent pretended to be irritated with him, he liked hearing it. Deep down, Trent was desperate for love. He cared for his mother, but he was always wondering if she loved him back. The stupid shit she did really made him question her maternal instincts. She was forever picking abusive guys, so her marriage to Chase was no different than any other relationship she’d ever been in. When he was a child, Trent used to dream of her putting him and his wellbeing first, but the guys were always number one.

But Trent was number one with Kayden. There was nobody better. Kayden loved him and everything he did proved it. He cared for Trent in a way no girl had ever even come close to, and Trent wasn’t ready to let him go. He was willing to compromise. For once in his life, he was going to be faithful.

Or he was going to try at least…

When he got to school, he parked below the library, then got out and started for the Treehouse. There was a bounce in his step as he loped across campus. It was a quarter to noon, and he knew he’d see Kayden soon.

He got to the food court minutes later and scanned the room with his sharp hazel eyes. Kayden and his friends weren’t in sight, and he slid between the tables to get closer to the sushi stand. He took a seat at the table they’d sat at last time and set his bag on the table with a sigh of impatience. The Japanese guy behind the sushi counter sent him a cheerful smile, but Trent looked away.

He waited close to ten minutes before Kayden and Audrey appeared at the entrance. He spotted the little Korean across the room and locked eyes with him.

Kayden beamed when their eyes met, and he shuffled closer with Audrey on his heel. “Hi.”

Trent smirked up at the other boy. “Hey.”

“So now you’re taking over Kayden’s lunch schedule too?” Audrey pulled out the chair across from Trent, as far from him as she could, and set her things on the table. “I thought you guys were doing homework over video chat.”

“We are,” Trent said. “But I called him late last night. We didn’t have the time.”

Audrey moodily stepped away from the table. “I’m going to get a salad.”

Kayden was about to sit beside him, then hesitated. “Do you want anything, Trent?”

“Naw. I had an energy drink twenty minutes ago.”

“Oh.” Kayden slid into his seat and pulled his bag into his lap. “Well, we should get started then. We don’t have much time.”

Trent watched Kayden get out his math book with a faint smile. He admired the boy’s diligence. He was committed to his studies and was good at explaining them. Trent absently got out his things as Kayden flipped to the correct page. He was so damned lucky to have Kayden at his side. He went out of his way to accommodate Trent’s needs at every turn. He was compassionate and loyal. He was smart, and beautiful, and sweet-smelling, and suddenly, Trent wanted to kiss him.

“Hey Trent.” Ian approached the table and jerked Trent from his thoughts. He was wearing dark jeans and his hair was finger combed in the front. He looked a lot more casual than the last time Trent had seen him. “How are you today?”

“Not bad.” Trent looked him up and down, his lip curling with amusement. “How’s the new girlfriend?”

“Great.” Ian shrugged off his bag and set it next to Audrey’s kitty backpack. “We’re going out today and making tentative plans for the weekend. It all depends on whether dad gives us permission or not.”

“That’s lame,” Trent sneered.

“Yeah. It is,” Ian laughed. “But I have a good feeling he’ll let us go. There’s really no reason why he wouldn’t.”

“That reminds me.” Kayden dove back into his bag and rummaged through his binder. “Emma got a demerit the other day, so now we’ve got a sample of dad’s writing.” He unfolded a sheet of printer paper and showed it to Trent.

“Looks like a doctor’s signature alright,” Trent murmured as he studied Mark Lee’s untidy handwriting.

“He has a hard time writing in print,” Ian said. “He scribbles all over the lines.”

“Talking during class?” Trent snorted as he studied Emma’s disciplinary writeup. “Nice.”

“She does it all the time, but she got this on purpose,” Kayden said, then gave Trent another piece of folded paper. “This is the permission slip. Guard it with your life.”

Trent tucked it away in his bag for safe keeping. “I’ll look at it later. We’ve got more important things to do.”

Kayden beamed at him. “Yes. We’ve got twenty-five equations to graph. “

“Let’s get this over with,” Trent groaned.

“Studying again?” Ian smiled.

“Yep,” Trent said. “We put it off until the last minute. We’ve got class in an hour.”

“Want me to grab you guys something to eat?”

Trent shook his head, but Kayden shyly requested a sandwich.

“I’ll be back in a minute.” Ian winked at his brother, then stepped away.

“He’s seems awfully peppy,” Trent sneered.

“He is,” Kayden said. “I really think this thing with Jasmine has improved his mood.”

“And it’s all because of me,” Trent gloated. “He obviously knows it, too. He’s treating me a lot better than he did before.”

“That and he knows I like you,” Kayden said. “He respects that, more than Audrey even. I was expecting her to be behind me, but it’s Ian that’s supported me the most so far.”

“Mmm. He seems like a pretty good brother.” Trent draped his arm along the back of Kayden’s chair and slowly pushed his fingers into the hair at the base of his neck. It was already getting long again, and Trent enjoyed the silky, raven locks as they slid through his fingers.

“W-we better get started on the homework,” Kayden gasped.

“In a second.” Trent didn’t care who saw, he leaned down and pressed his lips to Kayden’s and swiped his soft, bottom lip with his tongue. The kiss was brief, but Kayden’s cheeks were bright pink when they parted. Trent brushed his heated skin with his thumb. “Okay,” he said with a smirk. “Let’s get started.”

Kayden slowly turned back to his book, his cheeks burning. “W-we’re graphing linear inequalities. It’s like what we were doing last week, but we’re using lesser than and greater than signs so the graph will be shaded either above the line or below it.”

“You’d better show me what you mean,” Trent grunted.

“The first equation is Y+1 ≤ 2x.” Kayden drew his notebook closer and began to write. “The first thing we need to do is get Y by itself, so let’s rearrange the equation.”

Audrey returned with a salad in the same moment Ian showed up with sandwiches for himself and his younger brother. She seemed relieved, and happily took her seat next to the older boy while he passed Kayden his sandwich.

“Thanks,” Kayden said absently. “Now, once Y is by itself, we can easily graph the line because Y is equal to 2x-1. Do you remember how to draw that?”

“Yeah.” Trent drew in the line on Kayden’s handmade graph. “Now how do I show the less than part?”

“You shade the area below the line because Y is less than 2x-1.” Kayden took a bite of his sandwich as he watched Trent shade under the line. “That’s basically it. The equations get harder as we move along, but that’s the procedure.”

“Only twenty-four more to go,” Trent muttered under his breath and Kayden smiled at him.

“I’ll help you. Go on, right down the next question.”

Audrey and Ian left them alone as they worked. They talked together in quiet voices about their classes. Trent wasn’t interested in them, but when he caught Mitch’s name for the third time, he tuned into the conversation.

“I talked to him briefly last night,” Audrey grumbled. “He said if he saw me with another guy, he’d rough him up like he did Mateo.”

“But you aren’t dating anyone, you’re just going to the French club,” Ian snorted. “Try to relax, Audrey. Mitch’s a pain, but he can’t keep this up forever.”

“I already told Kayden Mitch’ll get sick of this eventually,” Trent spoke up, and the other two looked in his direction. “I’ve seen him get like this before, but it didn’t last. He’ll find some other girl to latch onto and then you’ll probably never hear from him again.”

Audrey pressed her lips together. “That sounds like a dream come true.”

Trent gave the girl a calculating look. “Lemme give you my number.”

“What?” Audrey scoffed. “What for?”

“Because you need to call me the next time Mitch pulls his crazy shit,” Trent said. “Kayden can’t do anything for you. And Ian’s got limits.”

Ian made a face. “Limits?”

“Sorry. But you’re not very intimidating,” Trent said coolly. “Mitch isn’t afraid of you.”

“He left pretty quickly once I threatened to call Audrey’s dad,” Ian muttered.

Trent snorted with amusement. “Well, if you’d rather stick with Ian, then I won’t bother. You don’t have to take my number down. I’m just trying to help.”

Audrey drew her phone out of her bag. “No. I’ll take it. Just in case.”

Trent stretched his arms over his head as he read off his digits. When his back cracked, he winced. “I should have worked out this morning. I’m slacking.”

Audrey gave him a look as she put her phone away. “I think working out’s the least of your worries.”

“Are you in any sports, Trent?” Ian asked curiously.

“Nope. I tried football briefly in high school,” Trent drawled. “I don’t like schedules.”

“I’ve never even had the time to try out.”

“I couldn’t even picture you on the football field,” Trent laughed. “That’s not your sport.”

“I wanted to try out for baseball senior year, but dad talked me out of it and signed me up for an SAT class.”

“You should have told him to fuck off,” Trent snarled.

“Well, if I had I might not have gotten the stellar scores that got me into Stanford,” Ian said pragmatically. “Dad’s always stressed the importance of school, and he’s right.”

“Yeah, but you’ve gotta take a break sometimes,” Trent said. “It’s inhuman the way the three of you study.”

Ian frowned at him. “We study so we aren’t placed on academic probation. Dad would never have that. He’d toss us out on the street.”

“Hallelujah.” Trent bared his teeth. “All of you need to get out of that fucking house if you know what’s good for you.”

Ian rolled his eyes. “Right.”

“Come on, Trent. We’ve only got a few more.” Kayden tugged on Trent’s arm. “We’ve got fifteen more minutes before we need to leave.”

“Alright,” Trent huffed. “Sorry for being social.”

They went back to their work, and luckily, finished with several minutes to spare.

“I just want to be done with this relationship,” Audrey was saying to Ian. “It’s brought me nothing but pain.”

“Just stick it out. You heard what Trent said.” Ian squeezed Audrey’s shoulder in a comforting manner. “Focus on this new club. Are they going to be talking about studying abroad?”

“Oh definitely,” Audrey said as she closed her emptied salad container. “They talk about French club all the time in class. It’s the place to be if your serious about going.”

“Do you think you can convince your dad to let you go?”

“I’m going to try.” Audrey got up with her trash and collected Ian’s, then walked around for Kayden’s. “I’ve got another year until I can go so I’ve got some time yet.”

The boys watched Audrey take the trash to the can next to the sushi stand. The little Japanese man behind the counter murmured a friendly hello in passing.

Audrey smiled at the man, then turned to come back to the table. “I’m finished with Mitch. I’m ready to move on with my life,” she said as she stopped next to her chair. “I’m serious about going to Paris.”

“That’s an excellent goal,” Ian said. “I think you should pursue it.”

Kayden laughed musically. “I can’t believe you just said that.”

“Why?” Ian glared at him. “I always supported her going.”

Kayden packed his things away with a smile. “Yeah right.”

“Whatever,” Ian murmured, then stood up and shouldered his bag. “I’ve got to get to class.”

“I’ll walk with you.” Audrey grabbed her kitty backpack and took a step closer. “I’m going in the same direction.”

Ian met Kayden’s eyes across the table, then slowly, his gaze shifted to Trent’s. “We have to be home by a quarter after, so please, try to have him back on campus by five.”

Trent nodded.

“See you later, brother,” Ian said, then he and Audrey turned for the main entrance and slipped outside.

“Only one more hour of this bullshit,” Trent muttered, staring after the other two for a moment. Then he slid his notebook into his bag and zipped it up. “Come on. Let’s get to class.” He got up and Kayden followed him to the doors. When they got outside, he grabbed Kayden’s hand and pulled him close as they started down the path. “I can’t believe we got that homework done.”

“Just in time, too.” Kayden squeezed his hand. “I was worried we wouldn’t be able to pull it off.”

Trent leaned down to kiss his forehead. “I can’t wait until I can take you home. I came so hard this morning in the shower thinking about you last night.”

Kayden blushed profusely, and Trent laughed at him.

“You’re such a good little slut. I asked you to show me your asshole and you immediately spread your cheeks.”

“W-well, I want to satisfy you,” Kayden said as they neared the math corner. “I don’t want you to stray, so if that’s all I need to do…”

“Trent!”

Trent dropped Kayden’s hand. “Shit,” he muttered, peering down the path as a pretty brunette in a pink sorority shirt ran closer. “That’s Maggie. Don’t say anything.”

Kayden curled his lip but stayed quiet as Maggie approached.

“Hey. I’m glad I ran into you,” Maggie said as she stopped in front of them. She beamed at Trent, then her gaze fell to Kayden, and her brow furrowed. “Who’s this?”

“My math tutor,” Trent said. “We’re going to class. Right now.”

“Oh.” Maggie swayed on the balls of her feet, then nervously brushed her hair behind her ear. “I’ve been texting you all morning. Have you checked?”

“I’ve been busy studying,” Trent said. “And now we’re going to class, so…”

“You know Ivy’s coming back in two days, right?” Maggie said, looking deep into Trent’s eyes. “We’re having another party at the house on Friday. You should come.”

“I don’t know,” Trent said as Kayden tensed beside him. “I’ve got a lot of classwork to catch up on.”

“Class work?” Maggie laughed. “Come on, Trent. We need to make another appearance together if this is going to work. Ivy won’t believe we’re dating if we don’t.”

“Y-you’re dating?” Kayden sputtered.

Maggie gave him a pitying look. “That’s right.”

“Oh….”

Trent tightened his jaw. “I don’t know Maggie. I hate the sorority house.”

“I know you do, but there’ll be lots to drink, and if you want, I’ll get one of the girls to get us something to smoke. It’ll be a lot of fun,” Maggie said, leaning a bit closer and fluttering her eyelashes. “I promise. It’ll be worth your while.”

Trent sighed heavily. “Alright. But just for a couple hours.”

“Cool.” Maggie beamed, then closed the last few inches of distance between them and pressed her lips to Trent’s.

Trent stiffened, then took her arms and firmly pushed her away. “I’ll see you there. But I’ve got to go.”

“Same time as last week.” Maggie smiled.

Trent nodded.

“See you later, Trent,” Maggie said, then sauntered off in the opposite direction. Trent watched her go with narrowed eyes.

“So, she is your girlfriend,” Kayden whispered. “You’re going out with somebody.”

“Its just so Ivy doesn’t think I’m single.”

“You’re not!”

“Yeah. But we’re not out in public. And we’re not going to be either, so don’t even mention it.”

Kayden gazed up at him with huge, tear-filled eyes.

“Don’t give me that look,” Trent sneered, then grabbed Kayden’s wrist and yanked him down the covered walkway and into the math building. “It’s not real. Maggie suggested we pretend to date so Ivy leaves me the hell alone.”

“That redhaired girl?” Kayden gasped.

“Yeah.” Trent made a face. “She went apeshit when the girls kicked her out of the sorority house. She’s been staying with her parents, but she’s coming back to school this week.”

Kayden sniffled. “I just wish you would be honest. Why do you have to lie and make up relationships that aren’t real?”

“Because I’m trying to protect my reputation,” Trent growled, pulling Kayden down the hall and into the algebra classroom. “If we’re any more obvious then everyone’s going to find out we’re fucking.”

“So?”

Trent pushed Kayden into the first aisle, then took the seat on the end. “Just…shut up. I have to go to the sorority house on Friday, but it’s all for show. I’m not fucking Maggie.”

“But you are!” Kayden cried. “That was the girl that sent you her breasts! That’s the girl you were kissing on Instagram! She kissed you just now!”

“Sit,” Trent growled as he took his own seat. “And keep your voice down.”

Kayden sat. “You’re dating her!” he whined. “You’re fucking her!”

Trent slammed his fist on the table. “Be. Quiet.”

Kayden zipped his lips but continued to glare at him with shimmering eyes.

Trent slowly took his things from his bag. “You need to trust me.”

“Trust you?” Kayden muttered. “How am I supposed to do that?”

“Easy. Just let me do what I need to.”

Kayden pulled an ugly face and hugged his bag to his chest. “Like I have a choice.”

“Come on,” Trent murmured. “We’ve just got to get through this class then we can go back to my house.”

Kayden didn’t say anything. He turned to the front of the room and glared despondently as Ethan breezed through the door with his bag over his shoulder.

Ethan glanced in Trent’s and Kayden’s direction as he set his things on his desk. His brow furrowed as he unpacked, and he watched the awkward couple on the end with his sharp, disapproving eyes.

Trent glowered down at his completed homework. He felt like he was being judged and he didn’t like it. Everyone was upset with him and he hadn’t even done anything. “This is fucking stupid,” he muttered.

“Well, I’m not happy with you,” Kayden got out his math notebook with a scowl. “But I’ll just go along with it. Because that’s what I always do.”

Trent frowned. “It’s really not that big a deal. I’m just going to a party for a couple hours.”

“And you’ll get drunk and high and forget I exist,” Kayden hissed. “You’ll sleep with Maggie because she’s convenient. I know you, Trent.”

“Alright, folks, get out your homework,” Ethan said from the front of the room, and Trent ripped the sheet of paper from his notebook with a huff.

“You just think you know me,” he said under his breath. “If I say I won’t sleep with her, then I won’t.”

“Pfft.”

Trent boiled with anger as Ethan went around the room collecting the homework. The instructor glanced at them as he passed, his eyes narrowed, but he had nothing to say.

When he returned to the front of the room, Ethan jumped right into the lecture. Trent dropped his chin in his hand and glared at the board. He couldn’t wait for this to be over, and he continually checked the clock over the door. Beside him, Kayden was stiff with tension. He didn’t relax through the duration of class. He started straight ahead; his hands balled in his lap. He didn’t take notes. He just…stared. Trent checked him from time to time from the corner of his eye, but he didn’t relent.

“That’s it for today,” Ethan said five minutes to two, and with a sigh a relief, Trent started to put his things away. “Please complete the assignment on page 345 for Friday,” Ethan continued as the classroom broke down around them. “And we’re having a test next week, so stay on top of that homework.”

Trent groaned as he zipped up his bag. “Another test?”

“It’s on the syllabus,” Kayden said as he packed up his things as well, then stood. “There’s two more tests before finals. You should check it out.”

“I’ll just take your word for it,” Trent scowled. “Come on, let’s get out of here.”

Kayden nodded, and followed him out of the room.

They didn’t talk on the walk to the parking lot. Trent was uncomfortable with the silence and he shook his hands out as they took the path. He wanted to take Kayden’s hand, but he was sure he’d be rebuffed, and it was making him unsure of himself.

When they got to the truck, Trent couldn’t take the silence anymore. He unlocked the vehicle and climbed in with a terrible scowl. “I hope you’re ready to get fucked when we get home.”

Kayden scrambled in the passenger seat with a little gasp. “I-I am.”

“We’ve got three hours,” Trent said harshly. “I’m going to spend it pounding your ass into the bed.”

Kayden raised an eyebrow. “For a whole three hours?”

“Yep.” Trent slammed the keys into the ignition. “I’d better get my fill, since I’m not allowed to fuck anyone else.”

Kayden smiled faintly. “I guess you’d better.”

Trent started the truck and backed out of the space. “You’re a little bitch, you know that?”

“Only in your book.” Kayden laughed.

The ride home was mercifully quick. Trent opened the gate from a few yards back, then coasted into the driveway. “Shit,” he muttered. “People are home.” Vince’s Range Rover was parked in front of the garage, and he parked beside it, cursing under his breath. “Fucking dickhead took my spot.”

Kayden’s eyes widened. “Is that a problem?”

Trent shrugged and shut off the engine. “Not really.”

They got out and walked for the house. Kayden had brought his bag again, but Trent didn’t mind. Kayden could leave all his shit behind if he wanted, Trent would just bring it back to him. The second they got inside, he heard voices from the living room and paused to take off his shoes as he debated how they were going to get upstairs without running into the others. He really didn’t want to talk to anybody right now.

Kayden stepped out of his shoes as well and looked curiously through the doorway as he waited for Trent.

“Come on,” Trent murmured, then strode across the marble. He didn’t even get two steps before Lucas was calling his name.

“Trent?”

“What?!” Trent rounded on Lucas. He could see him through the doorway, over the back of the couch, and immediately, he looked wounded.

“I-I haven’t heard from you today. I was just wondering how you were?”

Vince sat beside him, and he looked around as Trent crossed his arms and glared at the blond. “I’m fine,” Trent said as Kayden sidled up beside him. “And busy. So is that all you wanted?”

“Kayden’s here.” Lucas smiled. “I didn’t hear him come in.”

“Hi,” Kayden said sweetly. “I got some extra time after school, so we’re spending the day together.”

“That’s great.”

“I had to lie to my dad and tell him I joined the Student National Medical Association, but it was worth it.”

Lucas laughed. “I bet.”

“Are you guys done talking now? Can we go upstairs?” Trent hissed.

“Mitch said you didn’t make it to Conflict Management,” Lucas said, his brow wrinkling with concern. “What happened?”

“I met Kayden to do homework,” Trent growled. “And I’m going to study group with Mitch later tonight. So screw off, Luke.”

Lucas held up his hands. “Okay. I was just wondering. You missed my phone call this morning.”

“Because I was in the middle of getting ready. God. Why can’t you get your own life already!”

Lucas’s face fell. “I’m just trying to help.”

“I don’t want your help!”

Lucas looked away. “Alright then. I won’t call you anymore.”

“Finally,” Trent growled, then grabbed Kayden’s hand and yanked him toward the stairs. “I never asked you to in the first place,” he called meanly over his shoulder.

“That wasn’t very nice,” Kayden whispered once they were alone again. “He obviously cares about you.”

“He’s annoying,” Trent grumbled. “He treats me like I’m a little kid.”

“I think he’s just looking out for you.”

“Whatever,” Trent muttered, then tugged Kayden into the bedroom. “Drop your shit,” he said, referring to Kayden’s bookbag, then tossed his own toward the desk and kicked the door shut.

Kayden set his things by the bed, then sank to the mattress, his eyes on Trent.

Trent took his phone out and pulled up some music. He set it on the bedside table as it started to play, filling the room with the lush beats of R&B. “Fucking finally,” he said, meeting Kayden’s gaze as he stepped closer and stopped in front of him. “I wasn’t sure we’d ever get here.”

“Why not?” Kayden whispered. “You can make anything you want happen.”

Trent laughed. “That’s a bunch of bullshit. What do you think I am, a wizard?”

“No. But you are magic. You make my whole body tingle every time I look at you.”

“Mmm.” Trent carded gentle fingers through Kayden’s hair as the music crescendoed, and slowly, he bent his head back and claimed his lips in a soft kiss.

You're a holiday

A glass of ocean slipping down my throat

And landing on my hopes, I'm dreaming

Off the maps no hidden grids, I'm fleeing

I worship you like holy days

Lying on my back, seeing clouds and rays

Drinking lime and bitter from my lemonade

“Take your clothes off, Kayden,” Trent murmured against his lips. “I want to see you.”

Kayden immediately scooted back on the bed and laid down to work on his jeans. Quickly, his pale, silky skin was bared and he kicked his clothes away, looking up shyly with his dark hair hiding his left eye.

“Beautiful,” Trent murmured, studying Kayden’s supple body.

Kayden licked his plush, pink lips. “Trent…”

“I’m coming, baby.” Trent pushed his jeans to the floor and tore his t-shirt over his head. Kayden’s eyes roamed appreciatively over his body, and he flexed his muscles a little to show off. “Ready for this?”

“Yes.”

With a smirk, Trent climbed onto the bed and hovered over the little Korean. Kayden looked up at him adoringly, his cheeks pinkening, and Trent lowered himself onto his body, so their cocks lined up. He cupped Kayden’s downy cheek and took his lips in another kiss.

Kayden moaned as his little cock grew alongside Trent’s. He opened his mouth wide for him to explore and thrust his hips into Trent’s with a soft sound of pleasure. His pink nipples were pebbled with excitement, and Trent pulled back to tug on the right one.

“I’m going to use those clamps on you one of these times,” he murmured, and Kayden groaned. “I liked spanking you the other day. I think I want to hurt you more.”

“H-hurt me?”

“Pleasure and pain are entwined in sex,” Trent said in a deep voice, rolling Kayden’s nipple between his fingertips. “I could torture your body for hours, and you’d come so incredibly hard when I was done with you.”

Kayden trembled beneath him. “I-I-I don’t want to be tortured.”

“Trust me, baby. I’ll make you feel so good.” Trent teasingly pulled his nipple away from his body and twisted. “I’ll clamp your little nipples, put a ring on your dick, then slide my cock inside of you.”

“Ah! A-a-a ring?”

“It’s to delay your orgasm,” Trent said sweetly. “You’ll be totally under my control.”

Kayden blinked rapidly in confusion. “But I already am.”

Trent smiled agreeably, then bent his head to kiss Kayden again. He continued to play with his nipples as their lips and tongues slid together. Kayden’s hips squirmed beneath his own with a frantic need, and Trent deepened the kiss to prolong the moment.

“Trent…” Kayden gasped. “I want you…”

Trent’s dick lurched with excitement. He was having a good time teasing Kayden’s body, but he didn’t want to wait anymore. He rolled off Kayden and reached for the bedside table. He’d stored the lube there earlier and opened the drawer to take it out.

Kayden watched with half-lidded eyes as he pulled his feet up to his butt and coyly spread his knees.

But Trent had another idea. He flopped back on the pillows, then fisted his fat cock. “You’re going to ride my dick today. I’m going to make you work for it.”

Kayden’s eyes got big, but he sat up and crawled closer. He hesitated, then slipped his leg over Trent’s and straddled his thighs.

Trent opened the lube and added some to his fingers. “C’mere.”

Kayden sprawled across Trent’s chest and shyly claimed his lips. His erection dug into Trent’s belly, but Trent wasn’t focused on that. He reached for the swell of Kayden’s ass and probed his slick fingers between his cheeks.

“Oh!” Kayden gasped into his mouth.

Trent grinned as he pressed his first two fingers into Kayden’s body. He pushed them deep, then scissored them to stretch the passage. In and out he thrust his fingers, curling them at the ends to rub Kayden’s prostate at the end of each stroke.

Kayden moaned and dropped his forehead onto Trent’s chest as his anus was worked. His little penis was rock hard against Trent’s stomach and his breath came hot and wet against his skin.

Trent fingered him for a few moments, enjoying the soft noises of pleasure he made. Then, slowly, he removed his fingers. “Sit back.”

Kayden pulled himself up, his face flushed with arousal. His dick poked straight out in front of him, insistent for Trent’s attention.

Trent added some more lube to his cock, then gripped the base. His shiny cockhead pulsed with need, and he beckoned Kayden closer. “Sit on it, baby.”

Kayden swallowed nervously, then inched forward. When Trent’s wet dick met his, he raised up on his knees and reached back to guide it to his asshole. He gasped when Trent’s cockhead met his pucker, and he took a deep breath, then bore down.

“Yes,” Trent hissed as Kayden impaled himself. His body was hot and tight. It felt perfect around his dick and his eyes fell shut as Kayden slowly took him in. “Fuck…keep going.”

Kayden rested his hands on Trent’s chest with a whine. “It stings.”

Trent grit his teeth as his cock twitched strongly inside Kayden’s body. The poor boy was so small, he had to relearn Trent’s cock every time they fucked… He let go of himself and reached up to grip Kayden’s hips. “Go slow. You’re doing great.”

Kayden bounced on the tip of his cock a few times, going slow as Trent had suggested. His little dick bobbed with his up and down movements and Trent captured it and began to stroke the eager length.

“Ooooh…” Kayden tossed his head back as he lowered himself a bit more, raised himself up, then went lower still. His thigh muscles worked rhythmically as he got half of Trent’s erection stuffed inside of him. His cheeks was red, and he was starting to sweat from the exertion, but he didn’t slow. He was starting to enjoy it. Trent could see it all over his sweet face.

It took a minute, but finally, Kayden’s asshole reached the base of Trent’s dick. His cock was leaking in Trent’s hand, and he was like a boy possessed. He didn’t stop. He raised himself up again, then fell back, taking all of Trent into his body. He rose up and down, over and over, fucking Trent’s dick with a concentrated effort.

“Its…big…” he moaned. “Trent…uhhhh.”

Trent grit his teeth as Kayden’s asshole clenched around him. The pleasure was intense. He dug his fingernails into Kayden’s hip and drove his cock up into his body. He wanted a little control, and he guided Kayden’s actions from below and buried himself deep in his guts.

Kayden’s leg muscles strained as he rode Trent’s massive length. His eyes rolled back in his head when Trent caught his prostate, and his erection pulsed strongly in his hand. He moaned deliriously over the swelling music.

“Shit, Kayden. You look amazing up there,” Trent murmured.

“Guuuh…” Kayden stretched his little body backward and grabbed Trent’s thighs. He arched his cock into his busily working hand and fucked himself silly. “Oh…god…”

Trent rammed himself up into Kayden’s asshole, grunting with each thrust. He buried himself deeper with each one, and Kayden jackknifed his body to take more of him and faster.

They fucked like that for some time. Trent watched Kayden in a trance, amazed with his resilience. Kayden glided along his cock with ease. It obviously didn’t sting anymore.

“T-Trent!” Kayden gasped, and suddenly, his cock lurched in Trent’s hand and shot a ropy strand of semen across his chest. “Ahhhh!”

Trent stroked Kayden’s dick as he continued to spurt. “That’s a good boy.”

Kayden groaned, then fell forward onto his chest. “Ooooooh…”

Trent was still very hard, and he grabbed Kayden around the middle and pumped his cock into his open body. Kayden’s hole was spasming in the aftershocks of his pleasure, and the heat and pressure felt amazing around Trent’s shaft. He growled into his ear as he fucked him deep with short, powerful thrusts. “You’re my whore, Kayden. Don’t you forget it.”

Kayden wrapped his arms around Trent and held on tight as he got fucked hard. He whined pitifully and buried his face in his chest.

“I own your body,” Trent grunted. “Every part of it.”

“Trent!”

Trent growled deep in his chest as he approached orgasm. “Fuck!” His eyes slammed shut and he let out a bark of a yell as he came.

“Ooooh…” Kayden whimpered against him. “I love you, Trent.”

Trent dropped a hand in Kayden’s hair as he came down from his high. “Me too.” His cock tingled with a dull pleasure that abated when the length slipped from Kayden’s body. He sighed deeply, making Kayden’s hair ruffle with the gust. “I think you’re the only person I’ve ever really loved, actually.”

Kayden hummed agreeably and rolled off Trent to curl into his side. “I like that.”

“That you’re the only one?”

“Yes.”

Trent rolled his eyes. “Lucky you.”

Kayden threw an arm over Trent’s chest and closed his eyes. “Don’t say anymore. You’ll ruin it.”

Trent snorted and wrapped an arm around him. “We can’t fall asleep, babe.”

“Why not?”

“Because we’ve got to get you back on campus in less than two hours,” Trent said. “And I’m not done with you yet.”

“But I’m sleepy!”

Trent pushed him off his chest with a laugh. “Get up lazy ass. I’ve still got to shave you before you go.”

Kayden groaned, and rolled out of bed.

Trent shut the music off and led the way to the bathroom.

Across the hall, there was a lull in the conversation while Trent adjusted the water in the shower. Behind him, Kayden studied himself in the mirror.

“Do I still look like a virgin?”

Trent laughed as he climbed into the shower. “You reek of innocence, Kayden. I’m sure its going to take more than a couple fucks for that to wear off.”

Kayden made a face, then turned and got into the shower behind him. “I think Jacob was surprised when I told him we were having sex.”

Trent grabbed Kayden’s nipple and tugged it sharply. “Maybe I’d better stake a claim on you. I’ll put a name tag on your nipple.”

“A name tag!”

Trent smiled meanly as he twisted Kayden’s teat. “How about a nice silver ring through your nipple instead. Yeah…I like that idea.”

Kayden’s eyes widened.

“That’d make you look a little less innocent,” Trent said, letting go of Kayden’s nipple and grabbing the razer off the ledge. “A nipple ring.” He got the soap as well, then knelt in front of Kayden and took his cock in hand. “Everyone will know your mine, then.”

Kayden moaned softly as Trent began to lather him up. “I don’t know if I w-want one.”

“I don’t care what you want,” Trent grunted, setting the soap aside so he could use both hands. He pulled Kayden’s dick up, then started to shave his tight little balls. “If you’ve got other boy’s sniffing around, then I’m going to do it.”

Kayden whimpered and fell quiet. He held perfectly still as Trent made quick work of his sparse pubic hair.

“There,” Trent said, then set the razer next to the drain. He then got some soap on his fingers. “Turn around.”

Kayden turned, and put his ass right in Trent’s face. He bent at the waist and braced himself against the tiled wall and Trent warmly rubbed his thigh in approval.

He parted Kayden’s silky asscheeks and pushed his soapy fingers into Kayden’s hole. “I don’t want anybody touching what’s mine, and this is mine, Kayden.”

“Mmm.” Kayden pressed his cheek against the tiles and thrust his butt back into Trent’s fingers.

“I’m going to pierce your little nipple,” Trent growled. “I’m going to do it myself, too, so it’s official. You’re my property.

“Trent! Oh god…”

Trent got hard again as he fingered Kayden’s hole. When he was satisfied he was lubricated, he stood and took him swiftly from behind.

Kayden moaned as the water misted around them. He closed his eyes and smiled blissfully as he was fucked. He pushed his ass back and met Trent thrust for thrust.

Trent growled and fucked Kayden hard. He pushed into him fully with each stroke and smashed into his asscheeks with a resounding force.

Kayden cried out in pleasure, and the sound was so much louder than the pounding water. Trent hoped his roommates couldn’t hear, but he didn’t care if they did. He took the opportunity to slam into Kayden without reserve and quickly worked up to an orgasm.

Kayden came first and Trent wrapped his arms around his waist as he shook with pleasure. He groaned as his cock was perfectly squeezed, and he buried himself deep and released a strong burst of semen inside Kayden’s twitching body.

He held Kayden for a long time, pressing soft kisses against his damp shoulder blades. The water was flavored with Kayden’s sweet skin, and Trent hugged him tighter, just enjoying the closeness.

They washed each other after that. Kayden methodically ran the soapy cloth along Trent’s skin, studying every inch of his body as he went. He knelt at Trent’s feet and washed his cock with reverence. It was a glorious sight.

Trent took his turn next. He fingered Kayden again and carefully cleaned him out. After he washed Kayden’s smooth cock and balls, he kissed his cockhead affectionately. He could get used to this. Everything about the moment felt comfortable and right.

They got out of the shower and dried each other off.

“I’ve still got to put that plug inside of you,” Trent said, scrubbing the towel through Kayden’s wet hair. “I’d like you to wear it from now on. So you’ll always be ready for me.”

Kayden looked up into Trent’s eyes like a lovesick little puppy. “Okay.”

“I really hope you’re coming over this weekend,” Trent hung his towel back up, then gestured for Kayden to follow him back to the bedroom. “I’ve got all kinds of fun things planned for you.”

“Like nipple piercings?” Kayden grumbled and Trent laughed.

“Maybe not this weekend, but sure. I think you’d like it. It’ll heighten the sensitivity.” Naked, Trent strolled to the dresser and opened the top drawer. The box with Kayden’s new butt plug was inside and he took it out and removed it from the box.

Kayden watched him from the bed. He looked a tad uncomfortable sitting alone, totally bare, and Trent came back to the bed.

“What’s that face for?” he asked.

“I’m just wondering if your roommates heard what we were doing,” Kayden said, looking away. “We were pretty loud.”

“You were loud,” Trent chuckled. “Don’t worry about it. They’re used to it.”

Kayden frowned, and Trent realized he’d basically admitted to having multiple suiters. He quickly changed the subject. “Do you want to see it before it goes in?” He held up the silver plug and Kayden looked up curiously.

“Did they have one that matched your eyes?”

Trent turned the plug, so Kayden could better see the jewel mounted on the base. “Green was the closest they had.”

Kayden reached out and touched the flared, silicone tip. “It looks comfortable.”

“The guy at the shop said you could wear it all the time if you wanted,” Trent said coolly. “And I want you to.”

Kayden nodded somberly, then dropped his hand.

“Get on your knees, baby,” Trent murmured, and Kayden rolled over and got up on his hands and knees. Trent grabbed the lube off the bed stand and greased the plug. He looked down at Kayden’s spread buttcheeks and smiled. “Brace yourself,” he said, then pushed the plug against Kayden’s needy hole.

“Mmm,” Kayden moaned as it slid inside of him. The jewel rested flush against his pucker, and Trent groaned a little as he studied the result. Kayden looked like a beautiful present, propped on his bed in a compromising position. His hairless cock and balls hung helplessly between his thighs and Trent could tell he was getting hard again.

“Trent! You’ve got to see this.”

Trent whirled for the door as Mitch burst into the room. “What the fuck?!”

“Woah.” Mitch stopped in his tracks, his eyes widening as they fell on the little Korean kneeling on the bed. “K-Kayden?

“Ya!” Kayden grabbed the duvet and yanked it over his body as he rolled to the side. The bedsheets went everywhere, but Kayden was hazardously covered.

Mitch looked at him in total shock. Then his gaze shot to Trent. He looked down and took in Trent’s nudity, then quickly looked away. “God…your fucking gay.”

“I’m not gay!” Trent shouted, covering his dick. “What the fuck are you doing in here?!”

“Your…mom’s on TV,” Mitch murmured, staring at Trent in amazement. “She’s in the hospital, man. There was an accident.”

Trent’s face fell. “An accident?”

“Yeah. Your dad crashed his car on Hollywood Blvd,” Mitch said. “In front of a bunch of paparazzi. You should really see this.”

“Get the fuck out of here,” Trent hissed. “I’ll see you downstairs.”

Mitch backed out of the room. “Yeah. Okay. Jesus, fuck, Trent.”

“Get out!”

“I’m going.” Mitch backed out of the room and disappeared.

Trent dropped his hands with a huff. “Fuck!”

“I-I’m sorry,” Kayden whispered from the bed, and Trent looked at him heatedly. “I-I-I—”

“Shut up. It’s not your fault,” Trent growled. “He was going to find out eventually.”

Kayden cowered under the covers and Trent huffed impatiently. “Just…put some clothes on.” Then he strode out of the room and to his closet to get changed.

***

When Trent and Kayden came downstairs, Mitch, Lucas, and Vince were on the couch watching the news.

“You dicks should have warned me,” Mitch grunted as Trent stepped up behind him. “He was screwing that little Asian kid.”

“No, I wasn’t,” Trent growled, and Mitch turned with a start. “But maybe I would have been if you hadn’t interrupted. What the hell’s going on?”

Kayden stepped up beside him, and shyly took his hand. Trent allowed it, because everyone knew they were fucking, what good did it do to hide? He squeezed Kayden’s hand and glared at the TV.

“Vince, go back to the beginning,” Lucas murmured, and Vince grabbed the remote and reversed the program.

Trent waited impatiently for it to be played. Scenes skipped across the screen, showing news anchors, a weather broadcast, then flashes of Chase’s wrecked Bugatti in the street. “What did that fucker do now…”

“Just wait,” Lucas said, and Trent glared at him.

“Why do you always know what’s going on? Do you have your finger on the pulse of society or something?”

“I have a Twitter account,” Lucas said vaguely. “It was trending.”

Trent sneered. “Lame.”

“Here it is.” Vince played the recording and Trent turned to watch.

“And in other news, there was an incident today on Hollywood Blvd during morning rush hour,” said the female anchor with her blonde hair in a bob. “Acclaimed producer, Chase Hudson, and his wife Diana were clocked speeding 75 miles an hour down a residential street. When the police pursued them, the car spun out and crashed into a streetlamp.”

“What the fuck! Where’s my mom?!” Trent hollered as images of Chase’s car came up on the screen. The Bugatti was Chase’s pride and joy. He treated that car like it was the son he’d never had, and the front end was wrapped around a streetlamp.

“Hudson had a blood alcohol level twice over the limit. He was arrested on the scene, but his wife was in critical condition and was airlifted to a nearby health center for treatment. There’s no further comment on her condition at the moment,” the anchor said unhelpfully. “Hudson has already been released from custody with his lawyer and is set for a date in court on December 10^th.”

“What happened to my mom?!” Trent roared as the broadcast continued in the background and went to another story. “Is that all of it?!”

“There’s no news on which hospital she’s at,” Lucas said evenly. “You’ll have to call her.”

“Like she’s going to answer,” Trent grumbled. “Fuck!”

Kayden tugged on Trent’s hand. “Trent…calm down—”

“Don’t tell me to calm down!” Trent snapped. “Where’s your phone? I need to use it.”

Kayden bit his lip. “U-upstairs in my bag.”

Trent ripped his hand out of Kayden’s and strode quickly for the stairs. He didn’t even realize Kayden hadn’t followed him until he entered the bedroom on his own. He spotted Kayden’s bag by the bed and with no compunctions about privacy, he rooted through his things until he found his cellphone. He pulled up contacts and immediately jabbed his mother’s number.

The phone went straight to voicemail and Trent raged with frustration.

“Fuck, fuck, fucking shit!”

Back downstairs, Kayden and the others were talking in quiet voices. Trent approached with Kayden’s bookbag over his shoulder and a frown on his face.

“She’s all smashed up in the hospital.” Vince shook his head. “That sucks.”

“Yeah,” Kayden whispered. “She seems like a nice lady.”

“I wonder why Chase was drinking in broad daylight,” Lucas mused.

“He’s always done that,” Mitch sneered. “Remember when he came to pick up Trent after school? Must have been in the tenth grade or something because none of us were driving yet. That guy was blasted.”

“Oh yeah,” Lucas murmured.

“I couldn’t reach my mom,” Trent growled, and everyone looked at him. “It went straight to voicemail.”

Vince cleared his throat. “That news broadcast was on at noon. Wherever she is, she’s probably asleep.”

“What an amazing deduction,” Trent sneered. “She’s asleep? Do you think?”

Vince’s cheeks flushed and he looked away.

“Come on, Kayden,” Trent snapped. “I’m taking you back.”

Kayden ran out into the hall and came to stand next to him, and Trent immediately snatched his wrist and yanked him to the front door. “You don’t have to pull me,” Kayden whined. “I’m coming.”

Trent let him go as they reached the door. Careless, he stepped into his shoes and flattened the backs. “I have to figure out what the fuck’s going on,” he muttered. “I have to talk to my mother.”

Kayden knelt and put his shoes on properly. “I’m sure she’s okay, Trent. I know you’re upset, but—”

“Just shut up and hurry!”

Kayden zipped his lips and hurriedly finished tying his shoes.

Trent crossed his arms as he waited. He didn’t know what he was going to do. It would be useless to call the hospitals. If they weren’t disclosing which one she’d gone to, she wasn’t going to be open to public phone calls. He kind of wanted to take Kayden’s phone back, so he could use his number, but he didn’t know if it would even help. Maybe it was best just to wait. The thought of calling Chase never occurred to him.

“I’m ready,” Kayden murmured, standing with his shoes tied.

Trent grabbed his keys and opened the door for the other boy. “Sorry I’m cutting it short. I just…”

“I understand.”

Trent and Kayden walked to the truck. Mitch’s Hummer was squeezed into the space beside Trent. The driveway was full, and he grumbled under his breath with frustration. “Why didn’t someone pull in the garage? Fuckers.” He got in with a huff, then started the engine.

Kayden was quiet as he climbed in beside him. He silently took his bag from Trent and hugged it to his chest.

Trent reversed and used the apron to turn the truck around. He mashed the button to open the gate, then tapped the gas.

“Do you have some way to reach your mom if I take your phone?” Kayden asked in a little voice as they drove out into the road. “Do you want it back?”

“No,” Trent grunted. “I’ll be fine.”

Kayden nodded slowly. “I’ll text you if she texts me.”

Trent gripped the wheel in a death grip. “Chase probably fucked her up real good. That’s why I can’t get ahold of her.”

Kayden chewed his lip. “I hope not.”

“The next time I see that fucker, I’m going to break his damn face.”

Kayden blinked in amazement. “Trent. You can’t do that.”

“Why not? He hurts my mom all the time and gets away with it,” Trent snapped. “They had him in jail today.” He checked the time. “Its barely four-thirty and he’s already out!”

“You can be upset if you want, but…you can’t assault your stepdad,” Kayden whispered.

“The fuck I can’t! I’ll just get a fancy lawyer to talk me out of any of the consequences!”

Kayden buried his face in his backpack and groaned. “Trent…”

“Once I find out where my mom is, I’m going to get her,” Trent said determinedly. “Just two days ago, she said she was fighting with Chase. She wanted to know if she could stay here if she needed to. She obviously needs to do it now!”

Kayden nodded. “Maybe that would be best. It sounds like your stepdad’s in trouble.”

“Pfft.” Trent pulled an ugly face. “He’ll get out of this with a slap on the wrist.”

They reached Trent’s parking lot moments later. It had been significantly emptied from their earlier visit, and Trent pulled into a space close to the library. “Will you be okay on your own for a while?”

Kayden smiled gently, then squirmed a little in his seat. “I’ll be perfectly fine. I’ve been thoroughly ravished and now my butt’s full again.”

Trent smirked. “Good for you, Baby-Kay.” He leaned over the armrest and caught the other boy’s chin. “C’mere.”

Kayden and Trent kissed slowly with their lips parted. When their tongues met, Trent’s cock stirred in his jeans. He was still reared up for sex. He was so goddamn horny all the time!

But Kayden pulled away, smiling gently. “See you tomorrow.”

“Yeah…I’ll see you in psych.”

“We really need to study one of these times,” Kayden said cheerfully. “We have another test in psych before the finals. You know that right?”

Trent huffed. “Fucking tests… I’ve got one in Sports in History next week. Vince is trying to get me to study again.”

“Do it,” Kayden said. “Maybe it’ll take your mind off what’s happening with your mother.”

“And why would I want to take my mind off it?” Trent scowled. “I need to save her!”

Kayden zipped his lips and nodded.

“My mom always needs saving.” Trent glowered epically. “This shit is getting old.”

“I’m sorry this is happening.” Kayden hesitantly pulled his bag over his shoulder and grabbed the door handle. “Call me tonight before bed. I want to know what’s going on.”

Trent sighed deeply. “Okay.”

Kayden touched Trent’s knee. His hand was warm and comforting and Trent clasped his hand for a moment, stroking his slender, little fingers with his longer, thicker ones. “I love you,” Kayden said shyly, looking down at their entwined hands. “I know you hate me saying it all the time, but…I do. I love you so, so much…” Kayden looked up, and his eyes were full of tears. “I just wish you’d be honest with me, and that you wouldn’t hide stuff like…fake girlfriends from me.”

“Kayden…”

“I have to go.” Kayden pulled his hand away, then opened the door. “Bye, Trent.” He slid out of the truck and Trent watched him go with a terrible sense of longing.

He went home because he wasn’t sure what else to do with himself. The cars were still all jacked in the driveway and Trent parked right behind Mitch, just to piss him off.

Inside, the living room was mercifully empty. Trent kicked his shoes off, then went straight to the gym for a hard run. He was tense and wired with energy and he had no other way to work it off. Dark, angry thoughts about his stepdad brewed in his mind as he ran. They kept his heart pumping and his blood rushing through his veins.

Trent was twenty minutes into a jog when Mitch stepped into the room.

“So, that was quite the surprise,” he said, giving Trent a calculating look as he stopped in front of the treadmill and blocked the TV. “How long have you been fucking Audrey’s bestie?”

Trent glared at him. “None of your damned business.”

Mitch stroked his chin. “Since I’m the one who introduced you, I’d say it must have been going on for two weeks now.”

“You didn’t introduce us,” Trent sneered. “I met him in class, you retard.”

“Yeah but you didn’t even know he existed until Audrey.”

“Whatever.” Trent hit the emergency stop button on the treadmill and slowed to a stop. “What do you want?”

“Do you still want to go to the study group?”

Trent groaned.

Mitch held up his hands. “I understand if you want to skip. No hard feelings.”

Trent shook his head. “I’m not in the mood.”

Mitch’s face got serious. “We’re all really concerned about your mother. Vince and Lucas sent me up to get you, but they didn’t tell me you had company.”

“They probably thought that was hilarious,” Trent huffed.

“Yeah. They laughed,” Mitch said, smirking. “I did too, to be honest.”

Trent jumped off the treadmill and crossed his arms. “Fuck you, Mitch. I don’t care about your opinions.”

“What’s it like fucking a guy?” Mitch asked curiously. “And what do you do with the dick?”

“I’m not discussing this with you right now.” Trent stepped around Mitch and for the door. “And this is the second time you interrupted me today. Don’t bother me anymore, dude. I’m serious.”

Mitch was silent as Trent strode into the hall.

“And either you or Vince needs to pull in the garage. The driveways full,” Trent threw over his shoulder. “Dumbasses.”

***

Nobody bothered Trent for the rest of the night. He sulked in his room, messing with his phone to pass the time. He tried to call his mom a few times on Skype, but she was offline. The call wouldn’t connect. He drifted off a few times in pure boredom but had set a timer for eleven so he could call Kayden.

“Did you hear from her yet?” Kayden asked curiously when the call went through. He laid belly down on his little twin bed, his chin resting in his hands. The room was dark, but Trent could see the concern in his eyes.

“No,” Trent grumbled. “It’s been an incredibly dull night.”

“Didn’t you go to study group?”

“No…”

“Trent!”

Trent scowled at the other boy. “I wasn’t in the mood.”

“School is so important. You just have to muster through the bad moods and get your work done.”

Trent laughed meanly. “Yeah. Whatever.”

Kayden pouted. “I didn’t hear from your mom either. I thought maybe…”

Trent waved him off. “I’ll try again in the morning. She isn’t going to leave her phone off for long, I’m sure.” At least, he hoped not.

“I’m sorry,” Kayden said in a soft voice.

Trent shrugged.

The call ended soon after. Trent really wasn’t in the mood to talk. He plugged his phone in, then curled up on the bed. Sleep, at least, was quick in coming, and he was plunged into darkness in just minutes.

***

Trent woke early for class the next day and checked his phone first thing. When he saw he had a message on Skype, he was so relieved and immediately called his mother.

“Trent?”

“Mom?” Diana sounded weary, and Trent sat up and slid to the edge of the bed so he could hear her better. “What’s going on? What happened?”

“Trent…” Diana sobbed, and Trent’s eyes widened in concern. “Chase and I had a fight…I…broke my arm.”

“You broke your arm? How?!”

“He grabbed me again,” Diana said miserably. “And I tried to pull away. I’d been drinking too, I wasn’t thinking.”

“What about the car accident?!”

“We were on the way to the hospital when we crashed,” Diana said. “Chase was in a panic. He was trying to get me help.”

“Yeah right! He was trying to cover his tracks!” A vein pulsed in Trent’s temple. “He crashed the car so nobody would know he’d done it. Didn’t he?”

Diana was quiet.

“You didn’t tell anybody what he did, did you?”

“No.”

Trent yelled in frustration. “God damn you mom!”

“I just want to get out of here, Trent,” Diana said. “They casted me this morning, but they want to keep me another few days for observation. I want to come home now.”

“I don’t even know where you are!”

“I’m at Cedars-Sinai Medical Center.”

“And you want me to come get you now, right?”

“Could you?”

“If the doctors haven’t released you then no!”

Diana sighed. “They’ll release me before the weekend. I’m sure of it.”

“Then I’ll come this weekend.”

“Trent…please don’t cause a fuss. Please don’t say anything about Chase.”

“You were on the news, mom!” Trent yelled. “Fuck! He was in jail for a minute, too, but he already had the lawyer get him out.”

Diana laughed harshly. “That’s your father for you.”

“That fucker isn’t my father,” Trent growled.

“Just…you’ll take me in, right? Until I’m better?”

“Yes,” Trent said adamantly. “I’ve told you that a million times. If you ever need to get away from Chase, then come to me.”

“I love you, Trent,” Diana said.

“Love you, too, mom.”

“I’ve got to go. The nurse just brought my breakfast. I’m supposed to figure out how to eat with my left hand now.”

Trent pinched the bridge of his nose. “You’re refusing visitors, right? Chase isn’t going to show up and try to take you home, is he?”

“No. He doesn’t know I’m here. I’m under a private name.”

Trent nodded sagely. “Good.”

“Gotta go,” Diana sang. “Talk soon.”

Trent pulled the phone away from his ear as the line went dead. He sat in silence for a few moments, thinking about the mess that laid before him. “Fuck,” he muttered under his breath. “I guess we’d better clean out the pool house.”