Chapter 5: The Fight

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Gay and Lesbian  |  House: Booksie Classic

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Chapter 5: The Fight

There I was. Back at school. I talked to no one and thought about no one. No one except for him of course.. I had managed to tear my mind away from Mr. Taisley for approximately ten seconds that day, and it was only to tell the lunch lady, Mrs. Figgins that I wanted tater tots instead of French fries..

During one of my long mind vacations, I had come to a realization about Mr. Taisley. He was a teacher. Yes, I knew he was a teacher, but I mean, he didn’t act like a teacher.

Thinking back to the situations I had been in the last few days, I had realized that something was off. He should have called the cops on me on more than one occasion. Obviously for breaking and entering.. Twice. And also for invasion of privacy.. Was that even possible? Probably..

Anyways, he knew I kissed him. Why didn’t he get a restraining order? Or even lecture me? The pieces didn’t fit together. I wanted to, no, I needed to have some answers. I could only come up with assumptions with the evidence I had right now.

Maybe Mr. Taisley was just a forgiving person.. I could kind of tell what his character was like by how polite he had been to me. Also the journal entries I read showed nothing but kind words. He had brought me back inside when I fell. He didn’t call the cops. He didn’t get mad. And he had given me my phone back. But why?

These questions and thoughts continued to plague my mind most of the day, making me feel uneasy. Not to mention the fact that I had Mr. Taisley for the last two periods of the day. Maybe I could skip them. Would that be too obvious?

I was jolted out of my thoughts when the bell rang, signaling the end of lunch. I looked down at my untouched tray of food and sighed, getting up and dumping it into the trash.

I dragged my feet the whole way to the gym for my next class.. P.E. Just thinking the word gave me the urge to keel over and vomit. And that was without having a doge ball shoved into my stomach or a volleyball smashed into my face..

But there was one aspect of gym class that didn’t completely suck.. And that was the locker room..

The locker room was a small, crowded, and stuffy place. There were dirty clothes covering the floor, and there was just no way to describe the pungent odor surrounding the place. It was loud. Guys were hitting each other and laughing. They were throwing things and goofing around like idiots. The obnoxious ones were singing with booming voices, and others were loudly bragging about their latest hetero experiences in bed. Disgusting.

So what was it about this place that sent delicious shivers up my spine? It certainly wasn’t the aroma. Maybe it was the roomful of hot male teens, undressing right before my eyes. Yes, that was it.

I feasted my eyes on the sights before me. Tan chests, toned bodies, chiseled abs.. It was mesmerizing. I casually looked around the room, changing into my gym clothes in the process. I made sure to not stare at a subject for more than three seconds at a time. I had it all worked out.

My heart rate sped up as I watched one of the jocks fiddling with his belt and yanking it free. He had his phone wedged between his shoulder and ear as he tried to talk while unzipping his jeans and pulling them down. I couldn’t help but notice how his boxers slipped down slightly with his jeans, revealing something else rather nicely.

I quickly looked away, shutting my eyes and leaning my head back against the lockers. I took a deep breath, trying to stop my quickening heart beat. God, I needed to control myself. I had just broken my three second rule.

I opened my eyes and jumped when a face was in front of mine. Oh shit.

“Were you just checking me out?” Jeff said angrily, his cold gaze boring into mine. I recognized the blonde hair and blue eyes immediately.. Shit. I had just been staring at Jeff.

“Um, no.” I answered stupidly, not having enough time to come up with something better. He smirked evilly, getting ready for his next retort.

“Don’t deny it, fag. So how’d your little stunt go at the new guy’s house?” He asked, laughing. “I heard you kissed him. It’s true isn’t it?” He taunted, crossing his arms superiorly. I glared at him, standing up straighter.

“Well you would know, wouldn’t you? It was your idea.” I retorted quickly, leaking venom into every word.

I was answered with what could only be described as an angry growl as Jeff shoved me against the lockers as hard as he could.

"By the way. Where's the picture? I told you what would happen if you didn't give it to me." He spat. Anger welled up inside me and I shoved him as hard as I could. Voices grew louder as people started noticing that something was going on and before I could clear my head from my aching shoulder, I felt a fist collide with my cheek. I tasted blood.

People were yelling. There was so much noise and my head was spinning. Jeff was being held back by a few guys as he kept trying to launch himself at me. I realized I was doing the same, but someone was holding me back. I kicked and squirmed, trying tto escape.

“STUPID QUEER!!” Jeff's murderous screams echoed through the room, but were quickly drowned out by the yells of “CALM DOWN!” and “BACK OFF!” from the others in the room.

Seconds later, the gym teacher was storming through the door, his burly shoulders rigid with rage, and his bushy eyebrows scrunched together in obvious irritation.

"What's going on here? Jeff calm the hell down!" He yelled loudly. Jeff stopped fighting and was released, and I squirmed, still being held back by someone.

"Jessie, let go of him." The teacher said firmly. I was released immediately, and I quickly turned around to glare at Jessie. I was met with chocolate brown eyes and hands raised in the air as a peace offering.

"Sorry man. Just trying to calm you down." He said. I sighed, nodding curtly before flexing my jaw and storming out of the locker room, glowering at Jeff the whole way out.

* * *

“Fucking bastard!!!” I yelled, when I was alone in the bathroom. I had skipped the rest of gym class and Mr. Taisley‘s 7th period English class. It was the last period of the day now- art class with Mr. Taisley, and I was not going to walk in there in the current mental state I was in now. My mind was clouded with rage, and I couldn’t think clearly. I wanted Jeff dead for all the trouble he’d caused me. I wanted him to suffer in the most painful way possible. God I hated him!

It was quiet except for my thunderous breathing and the whir of running water as I leaned over the sink. I splashed some on my face and tried to calm my breathing down.

I looked up at myself in the small mirror. My face was flushed red in anger and I watched as small drops of water and sweat trailed down my face. My usually emerald green eyes were darkened with rage, making them look almost black. A bruise was starting to form on my cheek from Jeff’s punch and I realized I was biting my lip in pain. My dark hair matched my crazed appearance, and I quickly tried to flatten it with my hands.

That’s when I realized my hands were shaking. I stared down at my hands and balled them into fists. Another wave of anger coursed through me and without thinking I swung my fist back and punched the mirror in front of me as hard as I could. It shattered.

Shards of glass covered the sink and I felt indifferent. I faintly noticed a stinging pain in my knuckles, but I ignored it, staring at the wall as I lost myself in my own thoughts.

As if in a daze I picked up a piece of glass and held it in my palm. I closed my eyes as familiar memories coursed through me. Memories of my pathetic days-- Days when I would hurt myself. It seemed like that had happened a lifetime ago, but in seconds I was there again.

And without giving it a clear thought, I closed my hand over the piece of glass, squeezing it tightly. I winced as the shard cut into my palm and I opened my shaking hand to look at the damage. The cut wasn’t very deep, but there was blood. And it wasn’t enough.

I eyed my wrist. There were faint scars there from a few years ago. I had had a hard time accepting myself and who I was. This was how I had chosen to deal with it. Was I really going to sink that low again?

I shut my eyes, trying to drown out the warnings flooding through my mind. What if someone walks in? What if it doesn’t help?

I dismissed the last question. This worked for me in the past, so why not now? Yes, why not?

School wasn’t even over so I was sure no one would come in. So why not? Again the words repeated themselves over and over in my mind, and they were eventually stuck there. I sighed as I lifted the piece of glass over my wrist. Thoughts clouded my mind, urging me on.

It won’t hurt as bad. Not as bad as what I was feeling already.. It will be worth it. What have I got to lose? I nodded to the urging voice in my head, ignoring the fact that I was being weak. I was being pathetic. But I didn’t care.

Letting out the breath I realized I was holding, I brought the shard down to sit on the flesh of my wrist. And before I had thought about what I was doing, I had quickly dragged it across my wrist.

I thought for a moment about the idiocy of the location I had picked. I should have at least hidden in a stall, but that didn’t matter now. It was over.

The stinging pain had given me what I wanted. I could feel the blood seeping from my wound. But it had also brought me back to my senses. What have I done?

“Shit!” I cursed, gripping the glass tightly in my hand and shaking my head. I realized the sink had been running the whole time and I shut it off, closing my eyes and trying to clear my head.

I had given in to my weakness… To my stupid insecure side. I immediately was disgusted with myself. I dragged my hand through my hair, and eventually sighed in relief. It was okay. No one would ever have to know.

Lost in my thoughts, I neglected to hear the bell ring, signaling the end of school. I hadn’t been paying attention.

So when the door to the bathroom flew open behind me I was completely taken aback.

“The gym teacher informed me of what happened when you didn’t arrive in my class. I figured you-” His voice cut off immediately when I turned around in shock, dropping the piece of glass that I had been holding.

Mr. Taisley stood there. Just stood there. Not even moving. His eyes bore into mine and I subtly tried to force back the hammering of my heart. I tried to hide my arm from view. But with the stillness that was between us, I knew he noticed. I mentally cursed when his gaze traveled down to my arm hidden by my side.

I read everything in his eyes. Shock, confusion, horror, alarm… and then his gaze landed on the shard of glass on the ground. His eyes flickered from my hidden arm to the shattered glass and I could tell the pieces were coming together in his mind. His perfect lips were parted in horror as he stared from me to the glass that had clattered to the ground.

I made sure my face was impassive. I knew it was over. There was no use trying to splutter out any excuses.

In an instant he had turned around and locked the bathroom door. My heart thudded in panic. What was he going to do?

“Avery.” Was all he said. There was disapproval and shock in his voice. That much was obvious. His gaze was overpowering as he strode over to me.

I quickly tried to hide my arm behind my back but in an instant he was facing me and holding out his hand. I knew exactly what he was asking for. He wanted me to show him my wrist. Like hell!

I defiantly stepped backwards and he sighed, taking a step closer. He didn’t even give me an option before his hand was around my arm. He tugged on it and ignoring my body’s protests, he pulled my arm out from behind me to look at what I had done.

He swallowed loudly and said nothing. Why wasn’t he saying anything? What was that expression for? He saw me trying to retract my arm, but his grip only tightened.

He lifted his other hand to touch my arm where I had cut myself. I winced in pain.

“Avery, why?” He asked suddenly. His voice was low and steady, almost like he was trying holding back his anger.

Before I had time to answer, a loud bang sounded at the door and I remembered that Mr. Taisley had locked it. Not letting go of my arm, he bent down and picked up the bloody piece of glass, throwing it away as he practically dragged me towards the door.

I felt like a fucking child being punished and dragged to time out. What was this? Mr. Taisley unlocked the door and immediately a few boys barged in, having been leaning against the door and knocking. They looked curiously at Mr. Taisley’s grip on my arm, but said nothing as we walked by. I couldn’t even imagine what conclusions they would come up with when they saw the shattered mirror.

“Where are we going?” I asked loudly, noting the fair amount of annoyance etched into my voice. He didn’t answer. The school was pretty much empty by now (Thank God). People usually left quickly after school, aside from some of the faculty.

“To the nurse’s office. She’s not in, but I’m not letting you go home like this, Avery.” He said fiercely. I noted that his voice sounded harsh. I didn’t like this side of him.

The last thing I wanted was to be in the situation that I was now in. And with Mr. Taisley out of all people! The only thing that kept me following him was that I didn‘t want to cause any more trouble than I already did… that, and he also had a death grip on my arm.

I attempted to pull my arm free, but again his grip grew tighter. We were almost there. I could see the doorway. No. I didn’t want to be fixed up. It was only a little cut! Just a freaking cut.

“Mr. Taisley please, I’m fine. It’s nothing. It’s a scratch. It was an accident. I didn’t mean to cu- to do that…” I blurted out. Yes, I said it. I had said it was an accident. That was probably the stupidest thing I could have said. Mr. Taisley’s steps faltered and he pulled me into the nurse’s office, practically slamming the door behind us.

He turned on me and my eyes widened at what I saw in his gaze. He was mad. No, he was pissed. He was livid. He stood in front of me and I had a feeling he was about to self combust. And I was right..

“An ACCIDENT?! You say this was an accident?! How could this ever be an accident?!” He said fiercely. For emphasis, he brought my arm up so I could visibly see the bleeding cut. I winced at his tight hold. He wasn’t finished though.

“How could you do this Avery?! How could you do this to yourself? Do you hate yourself that much!? Do you care so much about what people say? About what people do?! Are you that ashamed?” He asked loudly. His face was a foot away from mine. I was backed into the door and my eyes widened at the sudden verbal attack. I didn’t like those questions. I didn’t want to answer any of those questions. Could he not see that I didn’t want to talk?!

For a moment I wondered what he had meant by ‘Was I that ashamed?’ Did he know I was gay? Did he know Jeff had been picking on me for that reason? I thought about why exactly I had done what I did. Was it just because of Jeff? Maybe it was everything. Everything that had happened these last few days. The bullying, the dare, my feelings toward Mr. Taisley.. Maybe I had just been so fed up with it all- ALL of it. Maybe being gay was the cause of it all. Maybe if I wasn’t gay, none of this bull shit would have ever happened!

And being gay is one thing, but crushing after a teacher? That was unheard of, no matter how young Mr. Taisley was. And the fact that he was here right now was making all of this worse! Why did he have to be here? Why did he have to be the one who walked in on me?!

He was staring angrily at me, obviously waiting for an answer. I instantly grew livid. I was pissed at him for this.. for all of this.

“What the hell is your problem? I’m not ashamed of anything! I don’t care what that dick head says or calls me?! Maybe there’s just some things I have to deal with okay?! And maybe, just maybe I wasn’t cutting myself because of Jeff. Maybe I just fucking like to okay? It has nothing to do with you, so why the hell do you care?!” I yelled back to him.

I waited for an answer. But one didn’t come. Instead, he gripped my shoulder in what I assumed was an attempt to calm me down, and I immediately winced at the pain.

He looked at me, then down at my shoulder, probably realizing what was there. A bruise from the fight earlier. His ice blue gaze met mine again and he took a deep breath, releasing my shoulder from his grip.

“Avery, take your shirt off.”

“Excuse me?”










Authors Note: O God I don't even know where to begin. I know I haven't updated in like 7 months, and there's really no good excuse for that!!! (Bites lip guiltily) I had major writer's block? Well, it's summer now so I'll have time to work on my story more. I hope this makes up for my absence a little bit!!!Yes this chapter had a serious edge, so I'm gonna try to make the next one a bit more light and funny. Please like this or leave a comment. I could really use some positive feedback for motivation!!! Love you all.<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 :D :P :) :]

Submitted: June 19, 2011

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Yay I been waiting for ever thoughts you forgot bout it but cant wait til the next update

Sun, June 19th, 2011 5:42am


Haha yeah I just came back to it all of a sudden!! Im glad you liked it. Thank you for your support!!!!! :D :P XOXO

Sat, June 18th, 2011 10:51pm


I like keep me updated! Please and thank you!! Sincerely, iliana :)

Sun, June 19th, 2011 6:56am


Thank you so much!!! :D I sure will :P XOXO

Sun, June 19th, 2011 12:17am


loved it update me?

Sun, June 19th, 2011 2:24pm


SQUEEEEE!!!!!!! You love it!!!! :D yes I sure will ;) XOXO

Sun, June 19th, 2011 10:51am


HOLY FUG! DRAAAAAAAAA-MA! I can't believe it. Hahahha. Keep me updated please? It's so great. :DD

Mon, June 20th, 2011 2:05am


Yes drama hehehehehehe!!!!!!!!!!! Im so glad u like it :D thanks for commenting!!!!! :D

Sun, June 19th, 2011 9:46pm


omg!! this chapter realy touched me. i can relate to the feelings he is going through at that momment. i get bullied alot at school and i wanna punch in a glass mirror in my bathroom sometimes. PLEASE KEEP ME UPDATED!!!! IM BEGGING YOU

XOXO, jamar

Mon, June 20th, 2011 3:21am


Awwww I'm SOOO glad my story reached out to you like that

Sun, June 19th, 2011 11:42pm

JJ Gress

This was sooo gooood! KMU!

Mon, June 20th, 2011 7:28am


Ahhh Thank you!!!!!!! So glad you enjoyed it!!!! I sure will!! :D :P XOXO

Mon, June 20th, 2011 1:38am


This was so good, I'm so glad you updated! I've been waiting for ages :L

Loved it ^^

Keep me updated?

- Obe x

Mon, June 20th, 2011 1:38pm


Thank you so much for sticking with it!! I won't be taking that long to update this time lol!!!! I'll definitely keep you updated honey

Mon, June 20th, 2011 11:30am


this is gettimg better.... really :)
i'm looking forward to ur next update... ;)

Mon, June 20th, 2011 3:28pm


Ahhhh yayyy I'm so happy you think so!! Hopefully it will get EVEN better as time goes on hehehe!! ;) thank u so much for taking the time to comment!!! XOXO

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Mon, June 20th, 2011 9:36pm


YES I DID!!!!!!!!!! Glad u like it and I sure will little lovely

Tue, June 21st, 2011 2:56pm


I Love your writing!:) kmu?

Mon, June 20th, 2011 9:57pm


Thank u so much for taking the time to comment!!!

Tue, June 21st, 2011 2:54pm


I want to read more!! please update me :-D

Tue, June 21st, 2011 7:55am


Haha yay!! That makes me happy!! I'll update u when the next is out!!!! XOXO PS you rock for commenting!!!!!!!!!! :P

Tue, June 21st, 2011 2:52pm


Thank you for continue writing. I totally love this story. Please keep me updated. XDD

Tue, June 21st, 2011 2:15pm


Your welcome!!! Im glad I came back to it!!! :D I'm really glad you love it!! I keep writing cause of you guys

Tue, June 21st, 2011 2:50pm


I -love- this story. :3 Seriously..
Keep me updated? Pleaseeee?

Tue, June 21st, 2011 7:46pm


Yay!!! Thank u for taking the time to comment!!! Next chap should be out soon. I'm a bit busy the next few days. :D

Tue, June 21st, 2011 2:48pm


okay first i will yell, then i will read, then i will comment again. ready? lets do this![:

OHMYGOD. WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?!?! i had given up all hope that you would ever return and write more of this AMAZING story!! care to explain yourself?

haha thats enough scolding for now, i should think[:

Wed, June 22nd, 2011 2:49am


I KNOW I AM SO SORRY PLEASE DONT HURT ME!!!! *Runs and hides* You are so amazing for keeping up with me. I suck sometimes!!! No I don't really have a great excuse, so there's no use trying.. hehe I knew this would happen eventually. I deserve this. :)Haha! XOXO

Wed, June 22nd, 2011 8:50pm


okay first i will yell, then i will read, then i will comment again. ready? lets do this![:

OHMYGOD. WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?!?! i had given up all hope that you would ever return and write more of this AMAZING story!! care to explain yourself?

haha thats enough scolding for now, i should think[:

Wed, June 22nd, 2011 2:49am


:) Guilty!! I'm guilty!!! The guilt is killing me!! I guess I'll just go shove a pie in my face now... Okay that was random. . . .

Wed, June 22nd, 2011 8:52pm


haha stupid double comment[:sorry bout that....

anywhos. whyyy did it take so looooong to right this total epicness of a chapter?! dont do that again! bad![:

now onto my chapter thoughts....
loved how avery described the locker room at first....too funny!
jeffs an ass. he definitely needs to go find that pond and, uh...swim? in it....nah he really needs to go sink in one.
avery! bad avery! whyyyy?? im so sad for you]:please dont hurt yourself anymore! youre too lovely for it!
glad mr. taisley was the one to find him....that was so perfect. i loved how angry he was too, really shows how much he cares about avery:D

so anyway this chapter was WONderful. dont wait so freaking long next time PLEASE!! if you dont update soon i will....hmmm...go spam your page til you do! hahaha jk i promise i would NEVER do that. just said it to emphasize how lovely this story is.

off you go now. and dont forget to update meeeee! soon[:

Wed, June 22nd, 2011 3:22am


HAHAHA okay to be honest this chapter only took me about a few hours... I KNOW IM SO SORRY!!!!!!!! Waahhhhhhhhh!!!!!!! Way to make me feel awful!! haha jk ;) No but seriously it won't happen again and I'm pretty sure I love you for forgiving me and reading the new chapter

Wed, June 22nd, 2011 8:47pm


:-D Your welcome I always comment. expessly stuff i like

Wed, June 22nd, 2011 8:12am


AWW!! Well I'm glad you like it and aren't just commenting to be nice. I really hate that!! hehe :D XOXO

Wed, June 22nd, 2011 8:53pm


Yay, an update! lol. Aww poor... gah what was his name again XD. Urgh hate cliff hangers lol. Update soon

Thu, June 23rd, 2011 3:20pm


Hahaha!! It's Avery :) and yeah I have a problem with cliff hangers. Just can't seem to help myself lol!! Thanks for commenting!!!! :D xoxo

Thu, June 23rd, 2011 11:58am


AWHHHSS that was so very... AWESOME!! keep me Updated??

Thu, June 23rd, 2011 10:23pm


Awww thank you!!!!!!!! I sure will!! :D :D :D :D

Sun, June 26th, 2011 5:09pm


Great chapter..sad but a good chapter. your very skilled in writing and enjoy reading this story. please keep me updated

Fri, June 24th, 2011 7:59am


Yep pretty sad haha!! Thank you so much!! And Im so glad!!! I definitely will :D

Sun, June 26th, 2011 5:09pm

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