After school the next day, I was waiting at my locker for Kyle to finish up cleaningup the gym. When I saw him come back from yesterdays cleaning, he had this weird smile on his face that resembled a clown. It freaked me out, but when I asked him about it, he just said it was nothing. Strange guy . . .
"Hey Codey," Craig greeted, standing right next to me. I was shocked and completely terrified. He used my first name for once. I better speak to him with more confidence like Kyle did.
"H-h-hi Craig." Well I failed. What was he doing here, talking to me? I thought he was too afraid of Kyle to come near me. I looked around to find any sight of Kyle, hoping he would be near by to help me. No such luck.
"Um, look, I just wanted to tell you no hard feelings and that I don't need your notes anymore," he spoke, quickly.
"Okay. . ." I replied. Once again, I took a quick glance but still saw no sight of Kyle. I thought that Craig was done with me but he just stood there in front of me awkwardly. "Was that all you wanted to tell me?"
"No," he said a bit angrily. He then quickly calmed himself and continued, "I actually wanted to know if ya wanted to go hang out with me and some of ther other guys later? You know, get to know you eachother." What? I cant believe Craig Tucker, of all people, is wanting to hang out with me, Codey Spotwood. I am so excited! I've always wanted to-
Snap out of it you idoit. This is the same guy who humliated you in front of so many people. Also, didn't want nothing to do with me, a faggot, as he's called me before. Kyle would be asking what his motive is, what he's planning.
"What are your intentions? Not long ago you wouldn't be asking this," I questioned. Craig shoved his hands in his pockets.
"I just wanted to do this as an apology, for what I did to you before," he rubbed the back of his neck, "Please, I just want to put this all behind us because I think that we could actually be friends. I'm really sorry." I was stunned.
"Uh, sure okay. I'll hang out with you," Why did I say that! "But not today, maybe this weekened?" He smiled so bright, you might have thought he was a kid hearing that he was going to Disneyworld.
"Yea, okay. I'm going to tell the guys. Thank you for giving me this oppurtunity," he yelled, heading down the hall.
You idiot, why did you say that! I slapped my hand to my face. As I thought for a second, I realized that maybe he has really changed and my mind saw it first. I laughed to myself. I cant believe he changed. This made me really happy-
"Why were you talking to Craig? What did he say to you?" Kyle questioned, examinig me, "Did he touch you?"
"He was just apologizing and asked if I could hang out with him and the others later. And would you chill?" I ansewred smacking his hands away, starting to get agitated. Kyle looked at me questioningly and then had a horrid look on his face.
"Wait, you're just going to just take his 'I'm sorry' at face value and go prance olong with his buddies?" he asked, seeming irritated.
"Well,why not? He seemed really apologetic, he even said that he wasn't going to ask me for notes anymore," I answered, "Why are you getting so irritated?"
"I'm not irritated, I'm fucking pissed!" he yelled,punching the locker behind me. "Why would you just go and hang out with him and his friends? He humiliated you!"
"And he said he was sorry and is now trying to make up for it!" I yelled in return. Why was he acting this way?
Kyle paced the hallway, rubbing his hands through his hair. Grumbling and cursing to himself. He then walked back to me.
"Look," he calmly spoke, "I don't think you should hang out with him."
"But why?" I questioned again. Kyle paused for a minute.
". . . While I was cleaning yesterday in the gym, I heard Craig and a few of his stupid goonies talking. They said-" he stopped, as if preparing himself and me for what he was about to say, "they said that they were going to hurt you, break you." I've never been so confused and shocked at the same time.
"Then why would he invite me to hang out?" I lowered my head.
"Probably to get you alone with his friends so they could gang up on you. Please, don't go hang out with them unless I'm around." I stood their thinking in silence. This didn't make any sense to me. He apologize but Kyle is saying. . . wait. I looked Kyle in the face.
"Are you sure he was talking about me or maybe he said something else?"
"What!? Of course he was. He was your name. I know what I heard!" He sternly stated.
"Hmm?. . . I think I see what's going on here. You saw me talking with Craig and you got jealous," I stated, "So you came up with this crazy story of him being after me so I would stay away from him." Now it was Kyle's turn to jus stand there, gaping at me with a dumbfounded look on his face.
"Where the fuck did you get that idea? I'm not making this up!" He raged.
I crossed my arms and smirked.
"You don't have to make up a story like this. If you're jealous," I placed a hand on his shoulder, "then just say so." Kyle glared at me and slapped my hand away.
"God damn it, why would I ever be jealous of a prick like him!" He looked at me with desperate eyes now, "Why cant you understand that I'm trying to protect you. I don't want to see you get hurt. Emotionaly or physicaly." When I didn't say anything, Kyle pulled me in close and planted a rough kiss on my lips. He got my mouth open with his hand and forced his tounge in. I don't like him like this. He's starting to scare me.
"Mm- stop it!" I gasped, pushing Kyle away, "Why are you acting like this?" He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.
"You really don't believe me . . ."
"That's not what I-"
"Save it," he cut me off, putting up his hand, "I'm done trying to convince you of something that you are too blind to see." Kyle turned and started down the hall.
"Wait!" Kyle stopped and turned around, "Where are you going?" He sighed and tousled his hair.
"I'm going home. You have to choose me or Craig. I know it's a stupid thing to say but, if you choose me, you can come along with me. But if you choose him, I think you should go to your grandparents." I cant believe he just asked that. None of this was even my fault! He is just over reacting. So why do I feel like I should apologize. A long minute went by and I couldn't get out a sinlge word. Kyle looked so dissapointed in me. It practically broke my heart, his upset face. He seemed like he was about to cry.
"Goodbye Codey. I hope I'm wrong about all of this," he sighed and strode off down the hall.
"I stood there for a long while. Watching him as he walked through the doors at the end of the hall, not looking back. Not even a glance. Now my heart was shattered. Why didn't I stop him? Was it really that big of a deal that I was going to hang out with Craig? Well whatever, I don't need him to tell me what I can and cannot do. I'm not stupid. Craig apologized, thats that. So fuck him! He's just trying to suffocate me.
I turned the other way and walked towards the school entrance. Since i usually rode home with Kyle, I had to do my old routine and go to the bus stop to get to my granparents house.
The walk seemed longer than I remembered. I haven't been down this road in months. The breeze was chilling to the bone. I quickly zipped my jacket and hugged my chest to keep in the warmth and stop the cold air. When I finally reached the bus stop, I sat down on the bench and felt something wet roll down my cheek.
"What the-" I looked up, hoping it wasn't rain. That would just be the icing to my shitty day. But I found no sign of rain. Then I felt another wet drop. I touched my cheek and looked down at my hand. It was a tear. I was crying.