Falling For A Murderer (BoyxBoy)

Gay Best Friend

"No, he isn't a friend." I looked down.

"What is he then?"

"He's uh..." I shook my head slightly. I was scared. Scared how he would react. At least mum didn't threaten to kick me out. But dad? This could be my death bed. I wouldn't know. "Gee dad, how do I say this?" What if he beat me up, like the others? Would I ever see my family again? Or Sam? He'd be so sad, if I died. I hope he would be anyway. A tear made its way to my eye and slid down my cheek. "Oh god." Another tear followed. I felt an arm wrap around my shoulders. "He's called Sam. And he's my..." I gulped, "my boyfriend." I whispered.

"Really?" He sounded happy, almost. I nodded. He hugged me tight. "My son's gay!" He smiled, hugging me close again. I winced when he began to crush my sore ribs.

"Dad. Ribs. Stop." I managed to wheeze. He pulled away.

"Right. Well, get dressed. I'll wait outside." He quickly left and shut the door behind him. I threw off the blanket and shivered in the cold. Slowly, trying to avoid the pain, I turned my body and lifted my legs out of the bed, placing them on the floor. I stood up and opened the bag, spreading my clothes into the bed. I lifted off the horrible, hospital gown that had been covering most of me, and dressed quickly, wincing in pain every now and then. I opened the door and exited the room, seeing my dad leaning against the wall opposite the door. He came over and took the bag off me.

"Your mother is in the car, we just have to go to the front desk and discharge you. I think she has your meds." He pulled me off down a corridor and we made our way into a large elevator, enough room to house a bed and several other people.

"Shit. Dad, what about my school bag?" I asked.

"Damon sorted that out." He answered. Hopefully he didn't fuck it up.

We walked to the desk, and after signing a couple things, I was discharged quickly. We climbed into the car and mum pulled off, driving to the school.

"So did Jason tell you about-" She spoke up.

"Sam? Yeah. I think I'd like to meet the kid though. Can't have my son running off
with a sweetheart in the middle of the school year." Dad interrupted. I cringed at his words and stared out the window instead, ignoring the conversation.

We soon pulled up to the school and I clambered out of the car, quickly avoiding mum's kiss. Someone linked arms with me and I looked down to see Claire walking besides me.

"Hey Jace!" She cried. "Missed you yesterday. I think Troy wanted to talk to you about something."

"Hmm. I'm sure he did."

"What happened?"

"I got into a fight." I answered simply. We walked through the main entrance and I immediately saw Jack and Charlie hanging out by the lockers. They looked at me with disgust, and Jack spat at me, well, he would have, but he can't do shit.

"What crawled up his ass and died?" Claire muttered as we passed, making me laugh. We continued down the corridor but I couldn't see Sam anywhere.

"I need to check the library for... Something." I said, hoping he might be there. I turned right and she followed, into the library, where I saw Sam sat in the corner on the floor, with his knees pulled up to his chest. I hurried over and knelt next to him. He looked up and his face lit up when he saw me. Checking that no one was looking, and seeing that Claire was scrolling through her phone, I quickly pecked Sam's lips. "What's wrong?" I whispered, putting an arm around him.

"Troy." Sam answered.

"What'd he do?"

"I was walking through the corridor and he came up to me and shoved me against the locker." I nodded, letting him know I was listening. "And then he... He just kept shouting these things at me... And I" Sam blinked back tears. "I just punched him. I kept punching him over and over." He sniffed, letting the tears roll over his cheeks. "Charlie had to pull me off him. So I ran here to hide." Claire was now crouching down nearby with a confused look on her face.

"So where is he now?"

"Nurse's office." I nodded and got up. Claire got up as well to come with me but I stopped her. "Stay here with Sam." I looked to Sam and gave him a reassuring nod, before turning around and leaving. I quickly made my way to the office to see Troy. Not in a kind, caring way. More of a 'I hope you got what you deserved' kind of way. When I entered I could barely recognise Troy, and almost had to hold in a laugh. His right eye was black and swollen, and his lip was busted. There was dried blood from his nose, and quite a lot of it too. When he saw me he attempted to talk.

"Fucking poofter." He sneered.

"Sorry, what was that? I couldn't hear you over how gay I am." I say, putting my hand to my ear.

"Burn in hell."

"With you alive, I'm already there." I sassed back. He made a somewhat snarling noise and stood up, sending his chair backwards. "Aw, is baby in a tantrum cuz a gay beat him up? What a shame. Does baby want to go cry to his mummy?" I asked, pouting my bottom lip mockingly. He took a step towards me. I couldn't help but slap him. "Stay away from me. And stay away from Sam." I warned, before leaving.

By the time I got back to the library Sam and Claire were sitting at one of the tables, laughing about something. As soon as I opened the door, she leapt up out of her seat and ran into me, pulling me into a crushing hug.

"Ow, gee. Watch the ribs." She loosens her grip slightly. "What was that for?"

"I just thought you needed a hug." She linked my arm and pulled me over to where Sam sat. "Your boyfriend seems cute though." He blushes.

"What did you tell her?" I ask Sam.

"Most of it."

"So I finally have a gay best friend." Claire announces. "It's your duty to hold my hair when I puke after drinking too much. Just so you know."

"Yeeeaaaah no. No way. Nuh-uh. Not gonna happen. You know why? Because it's gross. It always has been, and it always will be." I protested.

"Yeah but you said that about being single and look where you are now." Sam added.

"True." The bell rang and we all got up simultaneously. "Meet me after school, yeah?" Sam nodded, and left. Claire and I made our way to tutor, shoving past groups of short and confused year 7s. They tried to elbow us out the way but were midgets compared to my height. We made it just before the second bell, and I slid into my seat.

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Hello! Author here!

Back to regular updates now.

Hope you enjoyed this chapter. It might not have been as exciting as the others but it's more of a filler chapter than anything.

Thank you for reading this story. I have reached the 10, 000 words goal - in fact I did a couple chapters ago - but I'm not going to stop there. I hope to finish this story, as I enjoy writing it (no matter how awkward it gets) and I hope you enjoy reading it.

ALSO: The Killer Minion series is being updated real soon! I just haven't.. Exactly... Had time... Per say.... To write it up.... I guess.... BUT I've finished typing up the next two chapters, both written by my good friend and incredible author, Pyrotox .

Here's to the next few chapters,

Lucy xo