Romance Fan Fiction ❯ through his eyes ❯ fight ( Chapter 3 )

Chapter 3

 

Tuesday morning I awoke to a beaming sun shining brightly through my window. Another typical day at school only no friends, no girls, nothing but Adrien. But, hey, that's all I needed, right?

Damn, I needed a haircut. But, then again, why should I even care. I only had to impress Adrien and that was a wasted effort.

I guess I'm finally seeing all the flaws I have. Just last week I thought I was perfect, but maybe that's not the case. I guess I had good skin, but that was because of the cleanser I used. My eyes looked uneven now, but Maybe that was my imagination.

I didn't bother with my clothes that morning. Faded blue jeans and the first shirt I could find, which was solid white. It was all overrated anyway, wasn't it?

“honey, come downstairs and eat some breakfast.”

“I'm not hungry, mom.”

My brother walked into my room heavy with sleep. “What's up Dev's ass?”

“Darrell, language!”

“sorry mom.”

“fuck off, Darrel!” I screamed, slamming the door on both of them.

“Devin Classo, I don't know what is going on with you, but it had best stop this instant! Now come downstairs and get something to eat.”

“I'm not fucking hungry! Cant you all just leave me alone?'

I heard her gasp at my words as she stood in silence a moment. I grabbed my bag and pushed past them.

“I'm going to school. Adrien and I are probably gonna hit the mall or something after, so don't wait up.”

“be home by eight, okay?”

“fuck no!” and I slammed the front door.

Adrien's car was in my driveway, though I couldn't grasp why.

“need a lift? I owe you big time for yesterday.” He study me for a minute and his expression became soft. “hey, what's wrong?”

“nothing. Lets just get the fuck out of here.”

“ok, so we're being pushy today.”

I couldn't help but laugh. “yes. Yes, we are.”

School was becoming routine with the gay jokes and such. They finally decided to let Adrien off, but had I become the new victim to the cruelty I had once inflicted upon people? I couldn't decide.

The only people beside adrien who didn't screw with me where Kait and Danny, but all Dan did was sit by and watch Eric with a look of concern across his face.

Adrien and I where on our way to lunch when swift arms pulled me into the stairwell.

“what the fuck Danny!”

“what? Too busy with your boyfriend to go see old friends?”

I pulled away. “fuck you! Damn as if I'm not getting enough ridicule from your new best friend, I have to take it from you too?” I started walking away.

“I'm talking about the fucking note yesterday. You where supposed to come to my house, but you ran off with Adrien instead.”

“oh, shit! I'm really sorry Danny, I forgot. See me and Adrien went to the mall and—“

“look, I don't need an explanation right now. I need to talk.”

“ok…”

“shut up!” I kept quiet. “ok, so Eric plans on jumping you after school. I tried to stop him but, well, you know Eric. You cant talk that fucker out of anything. Also, I wanted to know if we could, you know, chill. I mean, I'm still your best friend, but I cant take Eric's shit. I didn't even know you'd be able to handle it. Apparently I underestimated you.”

“you certainly fucking did! But, as for us hanging out, so long as you can deal with Adrien without ratting on him, sure. You're still my best friend, but Adrien is too. Got it?”

“sure! Wait, friends? I thought—“

“Yea well you thought wrong. Adrien's straight,”

“Dev, you coming or not?” I heard Adrien shout from somewhere in the hall.

“I'll be there in a minute.” I then turned back to Danny. “look, I have to go. Sorry.”

“Wait! Do your parents know?”

“dude, my family is catholic. If they found out they'd probably have me committed or something. I mean, they probably already plan on sending me to a fucking psychiatrist of something.”

“why?”

“I don't know. I guess because I've been really pissed lately. I guess telling my mom to fuck off wasn't the best idea, though.”

“that might do it.”

“I gotta run. But I'll see you later right? Meet me after school today. I'll wait until the coast is clear so you don't have to deal with shit. Deal?”

“sure.”

 

After lunch someone shoved between me and Adrien. “out of the way fags!” Eric. I should have known.

“fuck off Eric. Damn it's no wonder no one wants to fucking be around you.”

He turned toward me, rage blazing in his eyes. He walked up to me, just inches from my face. “get over yourself. No one fucking loves you, faggot, so stop trying to act like your so much better than everyone else. You've lost everything, and you wont gety it back, so just give it up.

I felt every muscle in my body tense as my hands clamped into fists. “Eric, fuck off.” I whispered through gritted teeth.

“why should I? what are you gonna do? Stick your boyfriend on me?”

“fuck off.”

“or maybe you think that a faggot like you could honestly fucking fight me.”

“fuck off!” I screamed as everything went black. When I opened my eyes, Eric was laying on the hallway floor with blood dripping from his nose. He's eyes met my and I could see the fury burning in them.

“fuck you dick!” he threw me into the lockers and his fist hit my cheek hard. I could feel my eye begin to swell after the second punch. Blood dripped onto the floor from my mouth and nose. For the first time in my life, I was scared of Eric.

I finally calmed myself enough to push him of, causing him to tumble onto the floor. I saw him prepare to charge at me again, but a hand graspwed mine and pulled me into a familiar room. The bathroom.

 

Adrien locked the door and rushed over to me as Eric threw himself at the door.he examined my scars closely. “damn, he must have been pissed.” He got up to get a wet paper towel.

“I think he still is.” I could hear him screaming at the principal who was trying to take him to the office.

“I guess your right. Here,” he held the paper towel to the scar on my forehead and handed me a dry one to hold to my nose. He looked into my eyes and smiled. I smiled back. “better?”

“yea, thanks. I'm in big trouble now, huh?”

“well, if you get suspended at least you don't have to come here anymore.”

I looked away, trying to keep my voice level. “I wont see you either.” I couldn't bring myself to look at him again.

At least, not until I felt his hand lift my chin. He seemed to be studying my, making a decision. He took the wet paper and wiped the blood from my lips. Then he looked down shyly. I wanted to kiss him so badly then.

He looked back up at me and dropped the paper towel on the floor. His eyes closed and his lips hesitated slightly only an inch away from mine.

And then it happed. I could feel the icy metal lip ring on my warm lips. i could feel the softness of his lips on mine. I wanted this for so long. And so did he, I knew this now.

He pulled away quickly and jumped up. “devin, I'm sorry I just… I mean I know your—“

I got up and put my hand on his shoulder. “gay.”

“what?”

“why did you think I was getting so much shit from Eric? what did you think the fight was about?”

He looked away. “me.”

I pressed my lips to his cheek. “if it was about you, Eric wouldn't have a pulse.”

“does that mean you—“

“love you? I think so. I told you I thought I believed in love now. I mean, this is the closest thing to it I've felt. You're like fucking god through my eyes.”

“I—I think I love you too.”

He turned around and kissed me once more on the lips.

“Devin Classo! Get out here this instant!” principal Marcus roared behind the locked door.

I looked at Adrien. “well, time forme to walk the plank. Oh, but first, if I get sent home, you and danny better skip.”

“why?”

“oh, we're chillin' with danny after school today. Sorry, I totally forgot to tell you.”

“it's cool. I just—“

“Devin!” Marcus screamed.

“later, Adrien. Tell danny.”

“will do. Good luck.” He beamed.

“fuck you.”

I'm sure you don't want me to go into detail with the angry fat guy behind the principal's desk, but I will say I'm pretty much screwed. I got suspended for two weeks, plus ISS for three days when I came back. He told me I could finish up the day only because Eric was outside waiting for a ride and he wanted us separated. My mom would know, but I didn't plan on going home until later that night.

Adrien and Danny met me at Adrien's car after school. Danny's Chevy was in the shop, so he got a ride with Eric this morning. I sat in the back, hoping Adrien and Danny would get some male bonding in before we got there. Big mistake. Instead of forming a bond, they nearly broke the car radio fighting over a station. Ridiculous, I know.

“fuck no! no rap in my car.”

“it's not rap, it's R&B.”

“and there's a fucking difference?”

I put my hand on Adriens shoulder. “calm down. It'll be a longer ride home. Let Danny have the radio now and we'll listen to your station on the way back.”

He put his free hand on mine and glanced back for less than a second. “fine, but I'm not gonna be nice about it.”

I kissed him on the cheek and stole a glance at Danny's stunned face. “better?”

“I guess.” He tried to sound miserable, but I saw the smile that lit his face.

Danny was still staring. “ I thought you said—“

“I was wrong. He's gay.”

Danny looked down. At that point I felt awful. I wanted to hang out with my two best friends, not drag one along on a date.

“sorry, Danny. I really didn't know.” I pulled my hand from Adrien's and held them both in the air. “ok, no contact. Promise.”

“nah, I don't really care, as long as I don't have to see any tongue action.”

Adrien stuck his pierced toungue out at Danny in a mocking gesture. At this point we where searching for a parking space. Once we found one and the car was safely at a stop, Adrien leaned back and ran his wet toungue ant the steel bar across my cheek, taunting Danny.

“ugh, Gross!” danny said in disgust.

he did it again. “I just cant resist. He's so sexy.”

I pushed him away playfully. “cut it out, he's uncomfortable.”

Danny looked away. “I don't care!” danny said, but I could see the eagerness on his face. I couldn't believe Adrien was doing this.

Adrien looked back at him. “good.” Then he took my face in his hands and pressed his lips to mine hard. His tongue broke through my lips nad entwined with my own. I wanted to push him off, to save danny, but he hadn't kissed me like that before, and I was enjoying it far too much.

When he let me go, I saw the appalled look on Danny's face.

“come on, lets go in.” danny said, and I saw him stumbling out of the car as he half ran to the door before we could even get out.

I pushed Adrien against the car with all my strength. “what the fuck was that?”

“oh, come on. I know you enjoyed it.”

“well, yea, but Danny didn't. he told you that.”

“danny's a dick.”

I pulled him back and slammed him against the car again. “danny's my fucking best friend. Get over it. Hes been around a lot longer than you have and he'll be there for my if we fucking split, so fuck off. Your not funny.”

He looked down with a frustrated, almost angry expression. “ he's not your best friend.” He looked up at me. “he's ashamed of you, dev. Why else would he be avoiding you when he's around everyone else.” He ran his hand across my cheek. “but I care. I care enough to get that fucker scared shitless so he'll leave us alone.”

“look, cut the crap or we're through. Deal?”

“that'll have been my shortest relationship.”

“fuck you! Deal or no deal, your choice.”

“fine. I'll stop with the sexy stuff. But I'm not his friend and I'm not gonna treat him like one.”

“fine. Let's go.”

“wait!” he took my arm and pulled me close for one more long, passionate kiss.

“where'd that come from?”

“I just feel really bad. I didn't know it would upset you.”

“Thanks. Come on. We better get over there before he ditches us.”

“are we at least able to hold hands, or no?”

“I think that would be ok.”

He took me hand in his and we walked back to Danny.

“what took so long. You planning new ways to get rid of me?”

“no, I'm giving up. I don't waste my time on fuckers like you.”

“ damn it, adrien.”

“I told you, I'm not being nice to this ass hole.”

I looked at the tile to keep calm. I could feel his thumb rubbing my flesh soothingly. That helped a little. He leaned close to my ear, “I'm sorry.”

“its fine. Lets just go. I need some new clothes anyways.”

“whats wrong with your clothes?” danny asked as Adrien stared at him dumbly.

“have you seen what he wears. The fucking preppy look is getting so old. But I guess you haven't quite figured that out, have you.”

“fuck off faggot!”

“guys, cut it out. It's fucking ridiculous. Cant we just have a good time here?”

They looked at each other and then at me. “hell, no!” they shouted. This would be a long day.

“did you bring your card, danny?”

“yea.”

“good, me too. Lets get going.”

After a long day in the mall with Adrien and Danny fighting over which stores we should go in, I wound up with a bag full of tight jeans and band t-shirts Adrien found for me, although I'd never heard of half the artists. Danny bought more American eagle clothes, though his closet was full already. Adrien and I finally got him to buy a single black shirt which was covered in skulls and paint stains purposely applied by Tripp NYC.

Adrien made sure we dropped Danny off first. Partially so we would be able to make out a little before I got out of the car, but mostly because he wanted him gone.

After he pulled into my driveway, he took the back of my neck and pulled me in close, his fingers entangled in my hair as mine caressed his back. My tongue grazed the metal loop on his lips as it slipped easily into his mouth.

He pulled away after nearly five minutes and touched his hand to my cheek again. This time I took it in mine as I glanced over to see Darrell standing on the porch glaring at my in sheer disgust.

I stared at him shocked as Adrien took my ear between his teeth.

“shit, I have to go!”

“who is that?”

“my brother.”

He fell back in his seat. “shit.”

“I'll see you tomorrow?”

“yea, I'll skip school.”

“seriously?”

“I'd run through a fucking batllefeild to see you again.” I smiled at this. He made me feel so special.

I hurried out of the car and onto the porch. Darrell blocked my way through the door. I should have known he'd do that.

“who was that?”

I tried to look oblivious. “what?”

“who the hell was that?”

“no one. Mind your own fucking business.”

“watch your mouth and tell me.”

“I can say whatever I want.”

“tell me who he was!” I sat silently for a moment. “my own brother? Gay? Why am I being punished?”

“god's not in right now, can I take a message?”

“yea, don't talk to me again! And you better dump that boy and get yourself a girlfriend before that psychiatrist in there becomes your new roommate.”

“your gonna tell mom?”

“you think I'll be the one to tell her? No way, that's your job. My lips are sealed, no matter how much I hate you right now, I cant deal with more screaming in there.”

“what do you mean?”

“suspension? Dude, she's furious!”

“great. This is just my fucking day, isn't it?”

 

The psyciatrists name: Susan Fresca. Occupation: pain in the ass.

“now devin, I understand you have been very angry lately, could you tell me why?”

“because I'm a fuckup.”

“I believe you could think of more mature words to use, cant you?”

“no.”

“well, I don't appreciate that kind of language.”

“like I give a fuck.”

“is this anger something you have been repressing for a long time?”

“oh yea, I just woke up one day and said `hey, I'm gonna piss everyone off!' fuck no. I'm having problems that no one here would understand so they can all go to hell.”

“you need to calm down. What types of problems?”

“I'm a faggot.”

“ a what?”

“a faggot.”

She looked at me concerned but passed it off as being smart-mouthed.

“I'm not quite sure what to do about you. Most patients at least make an attempt to communicate.”

“not me. I'm going to bed.” She sat silently as I walked triumphantly from the dining room and to my bedroom.