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Vorant - 2. Bad Things Usually Happen
Zeke:
I had never once doubted how I felt about Carsyn Keeve. Though I never wanted to admit it, I certainly never denied it. My best friend. What an incredibly dumb thing for me to go and do. It bothered me. What people would think if they knew. What they would do to me if they found out. I couldn't deal with that, couldn't deal with what might happen, to him.
I sighed. That was the best sleep I'd gotten in along time. I moved my hand around, there was something on it. I slowly opened my eyes to find Carsyn's head resting on it. Such a beautiful face. I reached my other hand and brushed it through his hair. So soft. I sat there motionless and gawked at him. I just wish he could open those big chocolate brown eyes so I could get lost in them. Though, that would be a bit awkward.
I suddenly remembered it was a school day and immediately jumped out of bed and ran to the restroom. It was already eight o'clock! School would start in thirty minutes! I quickly jumped in the shower and was jumping back out less than five minutes later.
After throwing some clothes on I grabbed my blow dryer and quickly dried my jet black hair. I glanced at the clock, only five minutes left! I had been so busy worrying about myself that I had totally forgotten to wake Carsyn up. Sheesh, poor Carsyn. He need the rest though since he was drunk almost all of last night.
I walked out of the bathroom and paused in my doorway. Carsyn was lying on his back, his head turned to the side. His blond hair was frozen in the same spot it had been in last night. His hair hilighted his face, the blond always made his skin shimmer. There were no imperfections about him, but even if there were, I wouldn't notice.
Before leaving I left a note to ease my conscience, and to reassure him:
Carsyn,
Went to school, thought you could use the rest, see you later. :)
~Zeke
P.S. I have no idea where one of your shoes went...
P.P.S. Never mind...
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Lame note I know, but I'm in a hurry and writing with a pen...
Sorry! :^)
I taped the note to Carsyn's head and made my way out the door. I rapidly jumped in my car and sped my way to school. I quickly parked and ran into homeroom. I got into my seat just as the tardy bell rang. I sighed with relief. I was sitting at my desk a few moments when I realized, everyone was staring at me funny. I glanced around the room. What was wrong with me? Did I forget to put pants on? I glanced down. Nope, pants were on. What was it?
"Hey Zeke, where's Carsyn?" A voice asked in a ridiculously taunting voice.
"He didn't wake up this morning." I replied as I turned around a little confused.
"Yeah, right. He was probably just exhausted from all the queer crap they did last night..." I heard him mumble to his friends, all of them agreeing.
I recognized the guy. He was, not a friend of mine, but from the looks of it neither was the rest of the class, anymore. My face went red. Why would people assume that? Did they figure out how I felt about Carsyn?
I turned around.
"Excuse me?" I shrieked.
"Oh nothing fag boy." An apparently not friend of mine anymore said. At that I got angry.
"Dude, what the heck is your problem?!" I yelled, on my feet now.
"Nothing, sheesh, don't get your panties in a knot." He replied. I glared, holding back my anger.
I didn't have to think twice about what I wanted to do, but in this case I did the opposite. I took a deep breath and walked out of the classroom. I headed straight for my car. People shot glances at me, some were confused, others were disgusted, but all of them were angry.
I started running to my car, afraid if I didn't make it people I knew, people I trusted would suddenly appear, and leave me moments later in a pile of my own blood. When I finally got to my car door someone stopped me. It was Ikana. I jumped when she appeared, causing her to smirk at my discomfort.
"W-what do you want?" I asked, my voice trembling.
"I just wanted to tell you exactly what those boys meant in there." She said her face amused at the apparent pain i was in.
"Okay..." I said with caution.
"They were referring to what I told everyone this morning. I told them about what happened with me and Carsyn last night. When we were upstairs about to do it. He suddenly stopped and said it wasn't worth it."
"Wasn't worth it?" I repeated.
"He said it wasn't worth it if it wasn't with you." She finished, her face screaming with fury.
"H-he likes me?" I stared blankly into her.
I then slowly opened my car door and got in. Ikana walked away, her face still smirking at the thought of ruining my life. I started the car and sat for a while. My heart was happy, but my mind was furious. I didn't know what to think or what to do! Part of me wanted this to happen so badly it hurt, but the other half wanted to hurt the one who made me this happy. The one who made this happen.
It wasn't entirely his fault. He was wasted. How could he have known this was going to happen? It was that stupid Ikana! She did this! Ahhhhhhh!! Carsyn! Why do you continue to screw up my life? I can't help but love you! It's not fair! IT"S NOT FAIR!!
After I thought for a long while I put the car in drive and slowly started to drive. I began to sob quietly as I tried to make my way home. It took me three times as long to get there than it usually does.
I pulled into my driveway, parked and turned the car off. Once I stepped out of the car I jolted into my house and ran upstairs as fast as I could. I opened my door. He was still here. Just as he was putting his shirt back on he turned around.
"Oh hey Zeke, sorry, I just woke up. I thought you went to school?" He said holding up the note.
"I did." I said through clenched teeth. My face was hard, and I could tell Carsyn knew something was up.
"I came back. Because everyone was talking about how you wanted me."
- 2
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