Oh, Calamity.

Whilst I waited on Jack returning from calling his mom I thought about how our date had gone so far. He seemed pleased by the rose so that was a good start and dinner was going well until those homophobic assholes had to start on us for just holding hands. It wasn’t like I was doing him on the table! Yeah we might be two guys who like each other but that makes us no fucking different to anyone else, as I said I don’t have six eyes or twenty fingers. I’m just a normal human being who happens to have feelings for another human being of the same sex. If there’s one thing in the world I hate, its homophobes.

I pushed those thoughts away though and decided to focus on the here and now, we were away from those idiots and having a good time despite the fact Jack was beating me at something he had never done before. I was supposed to be all amazing and unbeatable at bowling and now a first timer is beating me, not fair but its Jack and if winning makes him happy and want to go out with me again then I’d deliberately lose.

Speaking of Jack he’s been gone an awfully long time, well more like ten minutes but still it’s a while to be on the phone. I don’t want to seem ridiculously clingy or invasive by going out but he must be freezing without his jumper and I don’t want him to get sick so with that thought I grabbed his jumper and made my way outside immediately wishing that I had brought mine just for the small trip cause it was fucking freezing but that thought was immediately washed away from my thoughts when I looked to find Jack and seen him with his face covered in blood huddled against the wall whilst four boys who looked to be of our age pulled someone away from him. What the hell I going on?

I ran to Jack as fast as I could and dropped down next to him, the first thing I noticed was that his nose was leaking blood as was his lip and that there was definitely a bruise forming around his right eye. Rage boiled inside as I put two and two together, someone had hurt my Jack and they had done it badly. Jack stared at me with fear filled eyes as I tried to control my anger enough to form comforting words that would calm the terrified boy in front of me but my rage wouldn’t leave and no words would form. I was sat there next to him rigid and unmoving as I tried to work out what to do, kill the asshole that did this and then help Jack or help Jack then kill the asshole that did this?

‘That’s what your little boyfriend deserves!’ An all too familiar voice filled with hate screeched to me. ‘You thought walking away from me would be the end? Bet you didn’t think I’d follow you here’

Before I could process what I was doing I was on my feet and in front of the asshole that was still being restrained by the unfamiliar boys who had probably just saved Jacks life. My already intense rage had just doubled at his words and before I could justify what I was doing my first swung back and collided with his jaw, causing his head to whip violently to the side.

‘And you fucking deserve this’ I screeched as I went for another hit only to be stopped by hearing a yelp of pain from the direction I’d left Jack in. Spinning around quickly I could see two of the other boys who had been here trying to get Jack to his feet as gently as possible but not succeeding and instead just let him settle back onto the ground. I could see little tears roll down his cheeks and all my rage was replaced with worry as I ran to his side.

‘It’s ok Jackyy, I’m here. Lexy’s here’ I cooed as I knelt down in front of him taking his blood covered hands into mine as he sobbed quietly to himself letting his head hand low hiding the damage to his face.

‘Jack I need you to tell me where it hurts’ I pleaded gently, trying to keep my voice as reassuring as possible. ‘I can’t help you if you won’t’

‘Everywhere’ was his whispered reply. ‘It hurts everywhere’

‘Do you think you need to go to the hospital?’ I questioned again watching as he shook his hand feebly.

‘I don’t think anything is broken. .’ He whispered uncertainly. ‘Help me stand up?’

‘Are you sure that’s a good idea?’ I said totally unsure of what to do as I looked to the two boys who were still stood next to me for guidance. They both nodded to me as I stood up and wrapped my arm gently around Jack’s waist and slowly manouvered him to his feet trying not to panic everytime he whimpered in pain and tightened his grip on my shirt. Already drops of his blood had gotten on my shirt staining it a sickly red.

‘You should probably take him inside’ the shorter boy of the two suggested. ‘We will make sure that fucking idiot gets dealt with’

‘We already called the police’ the taller one added.

‘Thank you, for helping when we don’t even know you’ I said sincerely. ‘You’re good people’

‘We couldn’t just stand by and do nothing!’ The taller one protested. ‘I’m Jaime by the way, and this is Vic. The two over with the asshole are Mike and Tony.’ I nodded gently noting there names as Jack cowered into my side whimpering occasionally.

‘Well I can’t thank yous enough’ I said as I gently manoeuvred Jack back inside the bowling alley and over to the toilets to get him cleaned up so I could properly see the damage.

It took a while but once we had reached the bathroom and I had got Jack settled I set to work clearing the blood off his face.

‘Sorry’ I exclaimed for the millionth time as he whimpered when I wiped his lip. Little whimpers were the only sounds I was getting from him as he was refusing to speak and look at me. Once the blood was gone I could see the true extent of the damage. His lip was burst and so was his nose, there was a shallow graze on his cheek, a bruise forming on his other cheek and around his eye. If this was only his face I didn’t want to imagine what the rest of him looked like.

‘That bad, huh?’ Jack feebly tried to joke as moisture filled his eyes and began to spill over his long lashes.

‘Shh don’t cry’ I cooed gently, taking him into my arms. ‘It’s okay now, you’re okay now. I’m here and I won’t ever let anyone touch you again’

‘It’s my fault Lex, I should have fought back. I shouldn’t have been so scared’ He sobbed, gripping onto my hips tight enough to leave marks but I wasn’t going to stop him.

‘It’s not your fault you were scared, Jack’ I exclaimed.

‘It’s his fault for being a fucking asshole and if I ever see him again I swear to god I will kill him!’ I ranted letting my rage getting the better of me until Jack let out a small whimper.

‘Sorry’ I whispered, kissing his blonde patch. ‘I think we should get you home’

‘What about the police, they will want to speak to me’ Jack asked sounding slightly worried.

‘I think you’ve had enough for one night, they can wait till whenever you are ready to speak. They will understand I reassured him as I wrapped his jumper around his shoulders and let him lean on my side again as I led him outside and back to my car quickly before he could see the police, his blood on the ground or the asshole who fucking did this. I made quick eye contact with Vic and he have me the thumbs up before I assisted Jack into my car and drove off.

The drive back to Jacks house was silent, I focussed on driving carefully and gently as to not cause Jack more pain whilst he sat there staring off into space. The silence wasn’t awkward but it was tense, what did this catastrophe of a date mean for me and Jack? What was Jacks mom going to think? Millions of questioned swirled through my head as I assisted Jack from my car to his front door.

‘Want me to come in with you?’ I asked gently as he shook his head to say no.

‘Thanks though, Lex. For everything’ He whispered, letting his eyes meet mine for a second before they wandered off again.

‘Don’t thank me!’ I protested. ‘I did what anybody else would have done’

‘But you being there made things ok’ He muttered. ‘You made it a lot better than anyone else could have’

I made a little hum at the back of my throat to acknowledge that I had heard him as I gently raised my hand to his cheek cupping it lightly as I ran my thumb across his lip.

‘I’m sorry this happened to you, Jack’ I whispered. ‘I wish we could just swap places and that it could have been me that got hurt’

‘I don’t wish that’ Jack said as he reached out to pull me to him.

‘Good night, Alex.’ He whispered. ‘Thanks for everything, I know it ended far from perfectly but I had a good time tonight and if this was bound to happen to me I wouldn’t have wanted anyone else to be there but you. Please don’t beat yourself up about this.’ He said holding me tightly like his life depended on it.

‘I’ll try’ I muttered feebly. ‘Goodnight Jack, take care okay. I promise everything’s going to be okay’

‘I believe you’ He said kissing my cheek before disappearing into his house leaving me on the doorstep with a whole load of rage and guilt.

Notes

Not sure that i like this at all...mmmmmm but i wrote it yesterday and wasn't happy enough to post it so tried sorting it tonight but its still a bit meh.

Least Jack is somewhat okay.


Guys, i have a question for you!
What would you think of some smut in a few chapters, yay or nay? xo