“Alex, Jack is here.” Isobel yelled up the stairs. She turned to Jack, a big smile on her face. “Go on up, hon. He’s probably still sleeping.” She said, laughing.

Jack smiled. “Thanks, Isobel.” He said, hugging her quickly and taking off towards Alex’s bedroom. Pushing the door open, he saw Alex sprawled out across his bed. He was only wearing boxers. Jack blushed slightly, but smiled. He took a running start, and leaped onto the sleeping boy, startling him awake.

“What fuck, Jack.” He said, his voice still thick with sleep. Jack only laughed, kissing the older boy softly. Alex smiled, pushing Jack off of him.

“Rude.” Jack said jokingly, laying on his side. Alex rolled on his side as well, so he was facing Jack. “It’s really nice out today. Want to do something?” Jack asked, pushing the hair from Alex’s face.

“I already have plans with Lisa today.” Alex said. Jack sat up, a frown overtaking his face.

“Lisa? Seriously?” He asked, laughing. Not because it was funny, but because it was fucking stupid. “I thought you said you didn’t like her.” Jack said angrily. Alex rolled back onto his back, and sighing.

“She’s a good fuck.” He said. Jack had nothing to say. He got up from the bed, looking at Alex, who had a smug smile on his face, as if he wasn’t aware Jack was in the room. Jack felt tears forming in his eyes.

“You’re a fucking dick, Alex.” Jack said angrily, wiping away the tears that had began to fall.

Alex sat up, looking over at Jack. “What the fuck did I do?” He asked, obviously irritated with how Jack was acting.

“What did you do? You just said that Lisa was a good fuck, to my face. How do you think that makes me feel, Alex. I thought we...” Jack trailed off, looking down at the floor.

Alex began to laugh. “You thought we... had a thing, Jack?” Alex said, trying to catch his breath. “That’s funny.” He said, his laughter finally subsiding. Jack was crying now.

“You can’t fucking do that, Alex. If we don’t have a thing, than why the fuck do you insist on kissing me all the time? Why do you always have to be touching me in some way?” Jack yelled, not caring that Isobel could probably hear every word.

“I was just being frie-”

“Don’t you fucking dare say you were being ‘friendly’.” Jack said, his voice cracking. “You’re a fucking dick.” He shouted, turning on his heel and rushing out of the room. He could hear Alex calling for him, but he ignored it, beelining to the front door, ignoring even Isobel.

He didn’t feel like going home, because it was an even bigger disappointment than Alex was at this moment. He decided he’d go to the park. No one would look for him there.

He crossed the street, taking the short cut behind his house. The park was empty, which made Jack let out the breath he didn’t even realize he was holding. He traipsed over to the swings, and plopped down into one.

He wished he was a kid again. When everything was easy, and him and Alex were friends with no complications. Thinking about Alex made him cry. Why was he such an ass. Jack thought to himself, as he pumped his legs to get the swing moving. He was getting pretty high, when someone pushed him out of the swing. He fell face first into the dirt, hurting his neck. He rolled over onto his back, to see Zack hovering over him, a mischievous smile on his face.

“Hey there faggot, long time no see.” He said, his friends laughing behind him. “Looks like you don’t have body guard today.” Jack froze, unable to move. It was him against three people who were bigger than him. People, who looked pretty pissed off. “Look, the queer is crying.” One of the boys, Josh, pointed out. Jack wiped at his eyes, looking away.

“Not because of you.” He said confidently.

Zack laughed, “Oh, are you having boy troubles, faggot?” All three of the boys laughed. Jack said nothing. Leaning down, Zack grabbed the collar of Jacks shirt. “When I ask you a question, you fucking answer me.” He hissed, throwing Jack back down to the ground. “Do you want us to leave you alone?” Zack asked.

Jack nodded. “Yes, I fucking do.” He hissed, getting up from the ground.

“Alright, we’ll give you a ten second head start.” Zack stated. “I’m feeling generous today.” He added quickly. He began counting, and Jack knew he wasn’t fast enough to get away from the three. He started running anyway.

He stupidly went the long way, not thinking about the shortcut at the time. He ran out onto the road, past the school, but he wasn’t quick enough. Zack caught up easily, grabbing the back of Jacks shirt, and yanking him backwards. He laughed as Jack fell to the ground.

“Not quick enough.” He said, kneeling on his chest. He pulled his fist back, and laughed as it connected with Jacks jaw several times. Soon, he was kicking him in the stomach. When they finally had enough, they spit on him and left the scene laughing.

Notes

oh hey there. I haven't forgotten about you..
I promise. I've been really busy.
I'm on vacation now though, so expect quicker updates.

ZACK'S BACK. UH OH !

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