Shattered Glass Chapter 2
Chapter 2!
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Shattered Glass: Chapter 2 Warning This is a gay romance novel, if you are offended by any of this, please don't read! 6 am., October 13, 2015 I wake up to the feeling of weightlessness, like on a roller coaster about to fall from a very high climb. I worried if Kyle will be alright. I worried what my attackers will do to him. I was always thinking in the worst possible way, but that's the only way for me. Nothing good ever happens, and when I think it does, my bulliers ambush me from the shadows. I knew it was about to go downhill on Kyle; I'm just hoping I can help him through this. I sigh as I pull over the sea blue covers of my bed. It was nothing to be proud of. My room was normal-ish. It was rather small and barebones. Bed, Desk, T.V. That's all I have. The room was pretty dull, with my posters being faded as the time goes by. I open my blinds to see darkness. Where I live, you're off to school before you even see the sun! But, I did find this darkness calming. The cool breeze licked me, bring me back to my senses. I stumbled across my floor looking for a towel. Gotcha! I made my way to the wooden dresser which plays host to my TV, and I quickly got my school uniforms and made my way to the shower. I usually just stand in the shower, thinking about what I'm going to do. But, today, a fire was lit. I felt like I wanted to look nice, a feeling that I hadn't had in a long time. I actually wanted to go to school. I got out and dried myself and put on the uniform: blue jeans(or kaki), gray button down shirt, brown shoes. I honestly think the uniform is bland, like almost everything in my life. I quickly scarf down breakfast and head out the door to the old yellow bus that was humming outside the street. About an hour later we arrived at school. It was a clean looking building with a lot of skylights, and the skylights gave the impression that the exterior of the school had a tinge of blue. Many people were in there social groups outside on the concrete stairway to the school. I got off the bus and hurried with my head down past the jocks. "Hey fag where ya going?" Bruce, a jerk captain of the football team held me against one of the support arcs of the building. Bruce was your typical jock. He had power over everything in this school because they NEED him for football. He had this false-friendly smile as he looked to some girls watching him. Yep, they're definitely going to have a one night stand. Yuck. He brought his face back in front of mine, his breath reeking with probably the illegal alcohol he was drinking. He pins me tighter. "Hey boys, He thinks he can escape!" He laughs and several other of my bulliers step out from behind him. Bruce brought his clenched hand up to my face. I braced for impact. It never came. "Why are you picking on him?"I looked and saw Kyle
standing in front of me. "Get away or else we'll think you're a gay faggot as well." Bruce said, menacingly looking at Kyle. Kyle turned around to look at me and said, "Oh".The unthinkable was happening. Kyle clenched his fist and....He turned around and punched Bruce square in the jaw. "Damnit!" Bruce cried as a trickle of blood ran down his chin. "You will know how wrong you were to mess with me FAG!" Bruce turned around with his crowd and left. Kyle turned around and saw I was crying. I hugged him, crying into his shoulder and wispered a thank you. He hugged me back this time crying a bit into my shoulder. I felt safe in his hug. I never wanted to leave his warm caring grasp to the ice cold stares of the people inside. I wiped my wet eyes on my sleeve and stepped out of his hug. "We had better get to class. I can't let you be late on your first day!" He nodded, and I laughed. We started our way to our first period, Science. It was boring, Mr. Doswell just droned on and on about nuclear powers, and talking about various subjects like how gasoline might be replaced by solar power and so on. The day followed on much the same, but I was happy because Kyle sat next to me,(it was easy because no one wanted to sit next to the gay kid). We talked and found that we have lot in common, from our love of Smash Bros to our love of the Pendragon books(these ate VERY recommended reads by D.J. MacHale). "Hey, you want to hang out at my place later today?" Kyle asked, blushing a bit. "Sure! I'm gonna beat your ass at Smash!" "You're on!" Later that day, I walked over to see Kyle in his blue Honda Civic, waving at me. I walked over and sat in the passenger seat. "Do you need to call you're parents?" Kyle asked. "I already called them. Let's go." We soon got to his house, which was located near a calm, nice beach. The house itself is a sandy white, one story, but still spacious. I walked in and saw the main living room with dark brown couches turned towards a 50 inch TV on a wall above the fireplace."Wow""Smash is in my bedroom." We walked to his bedroom and sat on his bed while he booted up the wii u. I chose Sheik, while he chose female Robin. We ended up almost tieing in all of the matches. "You didn't have to beat Bruce up." "I didn't want to see you hurt." I looked into his eyes. I was calm. He looked into my eyes. "I thought I was the only one who had to go through this bullying." Kyle looked at me caringly. He hugged me. But when we broke, I pulled him into a passionate kiss. I felt a wave of happiness come over me, as he was with me. He was breathing softly as we continued to kiss. We broke and I heard the words I thought I would never hear as long as I live. "I love you,
John" "I love you too"__________________________________________________________________