Sit Back, Gotta Catch My Breath

It was true. He went back to girls. I saw it with my own eyes. They were fucking making out in the middle of the hallway! How could he do this? Was he just trying to get back at me for cheating on him? Because, I mean, I tried to explain everything to him, but he was too busy with that slut! And she fucking grabbed him! In the middle of school! Like, what the fuck? It's like they knew I would be there at that very moment.
I looked at my reflection in the mirror. My cheeks were set with tears, but I could tell that without a mirror. This was all my fault. I deserved this. I heard the bathroom door open and I quickly wiped the tears from my face. I turned away from whoever had just walked in so they would see that I had been crying. But the tears continued to fall as the person spoke.
"Alex, can we talk? I really think we should work this out..."
"Sorry, I'm busy," I spat, giving him a taste of his own medicine.
"Busy? Doing what?"
I turned to look at him with a look of hatred. "I don't fucking know!" I screamed, "I'm just too busy to talk to you, okay?" I tried to push passed him, but he grabbed my shoulders and refused to let me leave.
"Lex, what you saw-"
"Don't call me Lex," I interupted.
"Okay, fine. Alex... What you saw was nothing."
I crossed my arms. "Oh, really? 'Cause it sure as hell looked like something."
"Okay, it was something, but not what you're thinking."
"What was it then?"
"I was just trying to prove to her that I wasn't, you know, gay."
"But you are gay."
"I know. But I don't want the whole school to know that. Because, if they know, then my dad will find out. I just know it."
When he said that, the incident from the locker room flashed before my eyes and I cringed at the memory. And then I got mad all over again. Why was I letting him explain himself when he wouldn't let me explain myself last night? "Well who the fuck cares if your dad finds out you're gay?" I did. I cared.
"Um... maybe me? Last time he fucking put me in the hospital. Remember that? Remember when I was in the hospital and you didn't come fucking visit me? And then you acted like it was nothing!" He threw his arms up and then dropped them back down.
"My parents took away my shit! You know that! So I had no idea that you were in the hospital until you were out. Otherwise, I would've gone to hell and back just to see you!"
"Whatever! You know, you still haven't told me why you fucking cheated on me! And don't tell me there's not a reason! There's always a fucking reason!"
"Well, I tried last night, but you were too busy hooking up with some slut to hear me out! Are you too busy now, Jack, or can I explain myself?"
"What the hell are you talking about? You didn't try explaining last night? And hooking up with some slut? Really? I was at my house watching TV with Rian last night!"
"Oh, so you lied to me?"
"What are you talking about?!"
I ran my hands through my hair and groaned in frustration before answering. "Last night, I texted you asking if we could talk but you said you were too busy to-"
"I lost my phone," he interupted, "Whoever you were texting, it wasn't me. So, explain."
I suddenly wasn't as angry now that I knew that. I moved my mouth, trying to form words, but none would come out now.
He sighed. "Well?"
I cleared my throat. "I-I did it to save your life..." I said, my voice cracking as I now tried to avoid crying.
He crossed his arms, not looking like he was buying it. "You cheated on me to save my life? Really? That's the best you can do?"
"What? It's true! He said he was going to tell your dad and-"
"He? Who is he?"
I looked down at my feet as I answered. "B-Broc."
"I knew it," he said under his breath, "So, what did you guys do exactly? ... Wait, so does this mean Broc is gay?"
I shrugged. "He said it was just because his girlfriend won't give him any sex or anything..."
"You had sex with him?!" he exploded.
"No no no!" I said, throwing my hands up defensively, "Well, not e-exactly... He made me..." But I couldn't finish. All I could do was shiver at the thought.
"Did he make you give him a hand-job?" Jack started guessing.
I shook my head as I kept my eyes on the ground.
"Blow-job?"
I gulped and bit my lip as I slowly nodded. "I-I hated it... B-But I h-had to do it..." I said with a shakey voice as my tears began to fall again.
Jack crossed the room over to me and pulled me into a tight hug as I began to sob. "Oh, baby..." he said, "... I'll get him back for you, okay?"
"R-R-Rian s-said you already g-got into a fight w-with him. A-And th-that's what happened t-to your f-face..." I stuttered between sobs.
"Well, yeah. And I got him kicked out of school for a week."
I looked up at him through teary eyes. "Y-You what?"
He gave me a half-smile and wiped the tears off my face. "Yeah. After the fight, I had a pretty confincing argument, which ended up in him getting suspended for a week."
I gave him a weak smile through the sobs. "Th-That's awesome."
He hummed and pulled me back into a hug. "Yeah... So, what do you say we put all this shit behind us and act like it never happened?"
I nodded, my face burried in his chest.
He kissed the top of my head. "Okay, then. Good." We stood there, silent, in each others' arms for a few minutes before he spoke again. "Hey, you wanna come over tonight? My dad is gonna be gone starting tomorrow and won't be back 'til Sunday. We could make up for the time we lost."
I looked up at him, again, this time, my smile was genuine. "That sounds amazing."

Notes

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-Ryan