“Oh Woah! Ethan!” Amelia squealed looking at my half-naked body. “Damn! You look freaking hot,” she said seductively, her eyes on my tanned chest and abs, as she walked towards me. Sophia chuckled while Tony and Kevin smirked looking at me.
My eyes then met Nate's red teary ones. He was breathing heavily, leaning against the wall. He was looking at me as if asking me silently to save him. I felt my heart throb in pain seeing him like that. By then Amelia reached me and touched on my wet biceps. I yanked her hands away and she furrowed her eyebrows.
“It's not time for that, Amelia,” Kevin chirped.
“What are you guys doing here?” I asked.
“We came to see you,” Amelia whispered seductively. “Then what is this gay nerd doing here?” she asked, her tone changed from seductive to furious in just one second.
“He said he was your roommate and he is changing room. Is that true?” Tony asked.
“Yeah,” I replied. “He was my roommate. I asked him to change room. He agreed and he is packing his stuff. Why are you guys manhandling him?”
“Good that you agreed to move out,” Kevin said glaring back at Nate who shivered at his intense gaze. “Okay now get out! THIS INSTANT!” he shouted. Then he proceeded to again grab the poor boy's hair and push him out of the room.
“Hey, Kevin. Wait!” Tony said. “I didn't really have fun with him,”
“Oh you wanna have fun with him?” Kevin turned and asked.
“Yeah,” Tony nodded and took steps towards Nate. My heart was beating uncontrollably. Don't know what Tony is gonna do to him. Nate backed an inch to the wall, looking like a scared little mouse in the hands of five huge cats, me included.
Tony caged Nate in between his arms. Nate shivered uncontrollably. “I heard you are gay, aren't you?” he asked. Nate didn't reply but a tear rolled down his eyes. “Why don't you answer me?” Tony asked and slapped him on his cheeks. His face completely turned to one side from the impact of it. It was a really hard slap that would leave red mark on his face for a while. I winced while Amelia laughed, latching her dainty hands around my arm and leaning her body weight on me.
“Wh..what d..did I ever do to y..you all?” Nate asked holding his face in his hands. His gaze was down on the floor as tears rolled down his pink cheeks.
Amelia took her hands from my shoulder and barged towards him. “What you did, huh?” she asked standing in front of him furiously. “You stared at my Ethan!” she said and pulled him forward by his shirt before pushing him back, causing his head to hit on the wall with a thud. But this time he didn't cry or yelp.
Wait! Excuse me, what did she just say? My Ethan? Rage boiled inside my veins. “Stop!” I yelled. “Enough!” I said as they all looked at me in surprise. “He agreed to move out of this room. So leave him. Let him go,”
“We can't let him go easily like that,” Tony declared. “I really liked him and I decided one thing. He is going to be my personal maid from now on. He then grinned looking at the terrified boy. “You are going to do everything I say, right?” he asked Nate. The boy looked extremely petrified.
“Answer him before you receive one more slap,” Amelia said. He didn't answer anything but looked at me. “Why are you looking at him?” Amelia asked furiously, gripping his collar. He instantly broke eye contact with me.
“Please..leave me a..alone,” he whispered pathetically weak,”
“Why the hell are you always stammering?” Amelia asked.
“I-I've a.. s..speech problem,” he managed to say.
“Wonderful!” Amelia laughed out loud. “Wow! So you always stutter like this?” she asked laughing in his face.
“Y..yes,” he whimpered biting his lips. A tear again left his eyes.
“Oh Poor boy! Leave him Amelia,” Sophia cooed. “Sorry, we didn't know you were retarded,” she said laughing. Nate choked back his tears, biting hard on his bottom lips.
Well, let me take back the words I said earlier about Sophia. I was wrong. She is as much a bitch as Amelia. Maybe even more. She would be dead by now if she used that word to refer to my sister- I mean 'Retarded'. And If anyone ever treated my sister like this, I won't hesitate to beat them into a pulp.
“oh that's so sad. But he still didn't answer my question,” Tony said.
“Don't worry Tony. He is gonna be your maid,” Amelia cooed. “okay, what shall we first make him do?” she said pressing her finger on her lips as if thinking.
“I got an idea,” Kevin said and moved towards Nate. Now the three of them, Tony, Amelia and Kevin were standing circled in front of him. “Did you pack all your stuff?” he asked. Nate didn't reply.
“Whatever. Now go unpack our buddy’s stuff and arrange them inside the cupboards and shelves. Also make his bed before you get your shit out of this room,” he said.
“Woah! That's a good idea,” Amelia winked at Kevin. “Do what he said,” she told Nate whose gaze was on the floor.
“I won't!” Nate said looking up furiously. This time he didn't stammer. Then he yanked away Amelia's filthy hands from his shirt. Oh my God! He is so dead.
“Oh you suddenly grew some balls?” Amelia laughed before she threw a hard slap on Nate's face. Then Tony gripped on his hair and pulled him to the opposite wall. Nate screamed at the top of his lungs this time. My heart yelped.
Before Nate hit the wall, he somehow managed to squirm out of Tony's grip and pushed him with all his strength that Tony almost fell backward. He then ran towards the bathroom, quickly locking himself inside.
Tony barged furiously towards the bathroom. He was probably going to break the door. “Tony!” I shouted.
“What?” he asked furious, turning to me.
“You can't break that door. This is my room and I will be the one responsible to pay for the damage. I can't afford it and I don't want to go to the principal. So stop! Enough,” I sneered.
“Hmm..let's wait then. He would come out of the bathroom once, right?” Tony said.
“But we were about to go to the club,” Sofia reminded.
“Oh yeah, that's right,” Tony smirked looking at her. “Let's leave him for today,” he then hit on the bathroom door. “Don't think you escaped from us. You will come in my hands soon,”
“C'mon Ethan, get dressed quickly,” Amelia chirped.
“Didn't I tell you earlier, I am not coming?” I asked. I had already told them, I was not going when Amelia put forward the idea of going to the club while we were having lunch.
“I thought you would change your decision after seeing me like this,” Amelia said seductively, walking towards me, swaying her hips. “You still didn't change your decision?” she asked as I looked away.
“No, I am tired. I need to sleep,” I said. She pouted. I wanted to slap that bitch's face so badly. But I controlled myself.
“Amelia, you are wasting our time. Are you coming or staying with him?” Kevin asked.
“Hmm..okay. Let's go,” She said turning around. Good that she didn't think about staying here with me. I sighed in relief.
“Okay bye. We are going,” Tony said. “Don't let that stutter boy leave easily,”
“I know how to handle him,” I said. Tony nodded and walked out. The rest of the three exited behind him, closing the door shut. I again left a sigh and fell on the bed, feeling extremely guilty. I didn't do anything when they all slapped Nate and treated him like a worthless rag doll. I'm pathetic.
I waited a few minutes to see if Nate comes out of the bathroom. But there was no sign he was going to come out anytime soon. My clothes were inside the bathroom. So I walked to the door and knocked on it. “Nate, come out. They all left. You can pack your things and leave now,” I said. I didn't get any reply. But then I heard a faint sob and my heart twitched inside my chest. He is badly hurt. Maybe I should let him cry now. I walked back to my suitcase and took another pair of shirt and shorts, quickly getting dressed in them. After that, I started unpacking my stuff. It was almost 8 Pm when I finished arranging everything and made my bed. Nate has still not come out of the bathroom. I guess he should come out by now. That's enough time now. Maybe he isn't coming out because he is afraid I would do something to him. Or what if he did some not so funny business inside there? If something happens to him, I would be
Nate's POV I blink my eyelids thrice before slowly opening them to the morning sun rays peeking in through the creamy white curtains in the room, tickling my eyes. As I try to move a little, a heavy weight locks me back into place. Soon arms curl tightly around me with a small groan. I smile and close my eyes once again, enjoying the warmth of Alex's body against my back and his arms curled tightly around my waist, his hip and legs curved in the same angle as mine, pressing them against mine. Alex always holds me like this, providing me all the warmth I need. Without opening my eyes, I squirm and try to turn around. Alex loosens his hands a little, letting me turn around and place my head in the crook of his neck. Once I stop squirming after finding a comfortable position for my head in between Alex's neck and shoulder, he again tightens his hug. Being warm, inhaling Alex's fam
I look at Ethan once more before slowly sitting up and crawling out of the bed. I walk to the table and take my phone which was lying there. I unlock it and quickly goes to the gallery, searching for one of Alex's pic. I find a close-up pic of Alex and walk back to the bed just to once again compare Ethan's face with Alex's though I know there's no point in comparing him with my dead brother. It's just a coincidence that he looks somewhat like Alex and I shouldn't be this bothered. But I can't help but compare them. After looking back and forth at Ethan's face and Alex's pic, I decide to snap a few pics of Ethan. He is still sleeping peacefully so he won't know. Maybe I will show it to Anna and tell her about him. She would be as shocked as me. I slowly crawl on the bed without making any sound. I tap the camera icon and quickly snap five or six pics of Ethan's sleeping face from different angles. Then I sit there for some more time obse
Ethan's P.O.V The hour before lunch, history rolls around. I take my seat in the center of the second last row as none of the four jerks are with me during this hour to my greatest relief. But history is not a subject of my interest. So again I can't relax during this hour. And during my hours of interest like English and science, any one of those bitches will be there to annoy me. Amelia is the one whom I dread the most and she shares three classes with me. While I'm getting my books out, I notice Nate rush in through the doors. His eyes lock with me for a moment as he scurries to the back of the classroom. He nervously looks around me, probably to see whether my friends are with me and when he figures out I am alone, he takes his seat behind me. I don't turn around or look at Nate. Because the people in this class would be secretly watching me, especially girls and if they see any interaction be
Nate had already sat down at that empty desk. I saw him biting down on his bottom lip as he kept his gaze on the table. Maybe he saw us coming to him through the corner of his eyes. Soon Amelia slams her fist on his table. He shivers a little but doesn't lookup. “Didn't you hear us?” Amelia asks. Nate again doesn't reply or lookup. “Are you deaf too?” Tony asks. “No he isn't. He could hear us properly yesterday,” Kevin says. “Or did he go deaf after getting those blows from us?” he laughs. “No chance for that,” Amelia says. “Hey stammer boy, go buy us lunch and bring it to our table.” Nate finally looks up. “I don't have m..money,” he says. Tony chuckles looking at him. “Well we knew a scrawny kid like you have barely enough money to buy lunch for yourself,” he takes his wallet out of his pocket and throws some
" can I come in ? ", I ask him." Uhmm..okay.", he nods and moves from the door, letting me walk in." You didn't go to class after noon ?", I ask as it is strange he already reached here and changed his clothes. The bell had only rung a few minutes ago." No, I didn't. It t..took me some time to w..wash out all that sauce. And then I didn't feel like g..going.", he replied." Nate, I am sorry.", I said feeling guilty all over again." Then I g..guess, you will've to tell me s..sorry everyday.", he said. He is right. Probably I will have to tell him sorry every day. And there's no point in saying sorry after not trying to help him. Not only that I didn’t help him but also I stood along with those people who bullied him and laughed at him. " You can sit.", he says pointing at the two chairs. I nod and take a seat on one of the chairs while he goes and sits on his bed." You don't h
Nate’s POVI finally get up from my seat and slowly walk out of the Physics classroom. I look on either sides of the door and make sure there is not many people in the corridor before quickly stepping out and rushing down the plethora of stairs, not wanting to gain anyone's attention. The end of the day bell has rung almost ten minutes before. But I was sitting in the classroom waiting for everyone to leave.Yesterday also I did the same and I could safely reach my dorm without anyone calling me to them or bullying me on the way. I don't want to stutter in front of a group of people and humiliate myself or want to be in a situation like I was in last day.I stopped placing my books and things in the locker. Because you know, locker room is always the place were people like me gets bullied. So why invite bullies myself when I can avoid it ?And as soon as the lunch bell rings, I'd rush out of the campus and go to a
Ethan stands in front of me with a boyish smile, flashing his perfect white teeth. He is so tall, maybe 6'1 or 6'2. Because I am already 5'9 and he is taller than me. Alex was only 6 feet then.Ethan has a plastic bag hanging from his right hand while he has a notebook under his left arm pit and a blue pen tucked in his plane black shirt's pocket. His pale blue jeans aren't ripped."Hey", he says lowly." Hi. Come inside.", I say quickly stepping aside. I don't want anyone to see him here. He nods and walks in shutting the door behind.I follow him as he walks to my desk and places his book and the plastic bag on it. The bag I guess contains something to eat. Great if be brought me food. Because breakfast and lunch are the only food I have after coming here. I often feel hungry at night and when I feel hungry, I can't sleep." Were you about to go outside?", Ethan asks whilst walking to my bed and slumping himsel