Owned by the Star Quarterback; My Dark Obsession {M*M} のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 51 - チャプター 60

Sean's POVThe couch was quiet between us. The noise from the lock-in was still coming through the wall but it had faded into the kind of background presence that you stopped actively hearing after a while as it was just the building doing what it was doing while the two of us were in here doing something completely separate from all of it.I was leaning forward with my elbows on my knees, looking at the floor, when he finally spoke…in response to what I had said to him."I am sorry." He said it first and I turned to look at him. "I am so sorry that I kept running away when you tried to talk to me." He held my gaze steadily when he said it, not looking away, and something in the quality of it told me he had been sitting with those words for a while before letting them out. Then he continued. "But I do get it. Realizing there is something different about you. Wondering how big it is. And how the rest of the world will react to it."I felt the smile come before I could catch it. It star

Trevor's POV"Ouuuuh! Whao!"We both jerked upright at the exact same moment … sitting up fast while the warmth of everything that had just happened between us dissolves instantly into something cold and alert.We sat on the couch side by side, both of us looking in the same direction and with almost the same expression.Anna was standing in the secondary entrance that neither of us had known existed until this exact moment… looking at us with eyes that had moved through surprise so fast it was already past it and landing somewhere that looked significantly more like calculation than shock.The state of the room was not helping our case. Neither was the state of us."Oh!" She screamed it out, one hand going to her mouth, the sound carrying the specific theatrical quality of someone who was performing shock for an audience even when there was no audience yet. "No fucking way." She pointed between us, her eyes going wide. "The star quarterback is gay?"I opened my mouth. But trust me wh

Trevor's POVI got back to the hall faster than I had left it, moving with the specific energy of someone who needed to look normal but was carrying about five things that were not normal at all.The room Sean and I had been in was somewhere behind me and Anna Parkhill was somewhere in this building with everything she needed to burn both of our lives down. Even though Sean had told me he would handle it, and I had left because he asked me to, and now I was standing in the corridor outside the lock-in hall trying to assemble my face into something that did not broadcast any of the above……Honestly, I didn't believe it. Not all the way. Anna handling anything the way you needed it to be handled required Anna to have a reason to, and I had spent enough time in this school watching Anna operate to know that her reasons were always about herself and never about anyone else. Whatever Sean said to her in that room was going to cost something. I just didn't know what yet.I pushed through th

Trevor's POVWhen they pulled apart, Sean raised his face and the expression on it was something I could not read clearly from where I was standing, which was maybe the most unsettling part of all of it. I had gotten reasonably good at reading Sean over the last few months. I had learned the difference between his performed expressions and his real ones, had learned which version of his face showed up in private versus public, had learned to find the thing underneath whatever he was presenting.Right now I couldn't find any of it. He just looked at me with something that was contained and unreadable, and then said nothing.Which meant I was going to have to ask.I needed to hear it from him directly. Even though everything that had just happened in front of me was already an answer, I still needed the words. I needed him to say it to my face so I couldn't spend the next 24 hours telling myself I had misread the situation or jumped to a conclusion or maybe had missed something important

Trevor's POVThe moment I walked away from Sean, something in my chest went very quiet in the specific way that happened when you had been carrying a lot of noise for a long time and then the thing generating the noise just … stopped.Although, not necessarily because the pain was gone. But because you had run out of the energy required to feel it actively and your body had moved it somewhere lower and quieter where it could sit without demanding your immediate attention.I had never felt like this in my life. Not this specific combination of things. I had felt embarrassed before … deeply, publicly, in front of entire classrooms. You know, I had felt lonely before, the particular kind that came from being the most visible person in a room and still feeling like nobody actually saw you. I had felt angry before, the hot kind that moved fast and the cold kind that stayed.But this — I mean standing in the middle of a lock-in I had organised, tying things that needed tying, trying to make