Chapter 1
Notice: Chapters will be shorter, because Reo’s motivation is slim
Ethan stared down at his knees, his stomach tightened into knots of worry.
With only twenty minutes until break, he had to think quickly.
Maybe he could escape to the library again, and hide out there. He just needed a way there without being seen...
He held his head in his hands, rubbing his increasing headache.
What was he to do...
The boy chewed his thumb, a nervous habit of his. He wished that he were allowed music in class, to drown out the sound of his own racing heart.
He bit down harder on the skin surrounding his cuticle, and tasted the salty taste of blood.
He felt as though he were going to be sick, as the clock ticked down towards his doom.
Only ten minutes left.
Ethan shifted in his seat, trying to stop his leg from vibrating with anxiety.
There were hundreds of students in his school, surely they wouldn’t be able to find him...
Right?
Maybe he could hide in the bathrooms. If only he had joined a club earlier in the year, then he could’ve hung out there instead.
The bell rang, startling the panicked boy. Shit, shit, shit, shit-
Ethan took his time packing away his things, hoping that they would forget about him.
He left the classroom and wandered the halls, feeling his hair stand on end as his heart filled with aching dread.
If he could just make it to the library...
Footsteps echoed down the corridor behind him, and without thinking, Ethan started sprinting in the opposite direction.
Someone pushed him roughly against a locker, and his head banged against the metal. Blinking away the pain, Ethan stared in horror at the boy who threatened him.
“Hello there, pretty boy.” Snarled the young man, grinning at him like a shark.
“Let me go.” Ethan said meekly, knowing that he was too weak to fight back.
“Let me go.” Mocked another sneering person, appearing behind the first.
“He’s so pathetic, why do we even bother with him,Aiden?”
Aiden ignored them, turning back to Ethan. He pressed his body against the fearful boy. He leaned to the side and whispered sensually in the scared boy’s ear: “You’ll be a good little boy for me, won’t you?”
Ethan panicked, and struggled against the lockers. The others burst out laughing hysterically.
“AYO YOU GAVE HIM A BONNER-”
“WHAT A FAGGOT!”
Ethan’s face reddened, wanting so badly to just go home.
“Leave me alone!” He hissed, trying to kick Aiden in the shin.
“Wait wait, I have an idea!” Exclaimed one of Aiden’s friends, his eyes shining with malicious intent.
“How about he goes for a swim?”
Fuck no-
The other boys grabbed Ethan and picked him up despite his threats and struggles, and started walking.
The high school that they went to had a swim team, and an indoor swimming pool attached to the building.
They were going to throw Ethan in the pool.
“Wait, no!” Yelped Ethan, his panic rising. He could swim, just not very well.
The boys laughed, feeding off of his fear like sharks.
They opened the door to the pool, and the strong smell of chlorine hit Ethan’s nose.
The boys stopped moving, and before Ethan could take in a breath, he plunged into the cold waters.
They had thrown him off the deep end of the pool, literally.
Bubbles flew around him, flowing from his open mouth as he let out a scream that no one could hear. Water jutted into his nose, stinging his nose and mouth. His eyes felt like it was on fire because of the chlorine.
Sharp pain erupted in the side of his head as it banged against the pool wall. Panicked thoughts swam around his head, a soup of fear.
His arms were paralyzed with shock, which terrified the boy.
I’m going to drown!
Ethan’s blurry vision started to darken, as his brain and lungs screamed for oxygen.
He was near the bottom of the pool now, as the pressure pressed down onto his pain racked body.
Ethan’s brain barely registered as hands grabbed his arm, lifting him up.
Aiden’s POV:
Gregory and Ian made a run for it, cackling. I would’ve followed, but Ethan wasn’t resurfacing.
I peered over the edge of the pool and cursed. The dark shape was sinking further into the water.
“Fuck.” I snarled, unbuttoning my school dress shirt.
I pulled the clothing over my head, tossed it onto the pool deck, and dove into the cold waters.
I swam down, bubbles flowing from my nose as I breathed out.
I grabbed hold of the drowning boy’s arm, and kicked towards the surface.
Ethan’s unconscious body weighed me down, but I eventually burst through the surface.
I swam for the edge of the pool, and pulled Ethan onto the wet deck.
I scrambled after him, and stared down at him, panicking. I hadn’t meant to kill him!
Fuck, CPR-
I pressed against his soaked chest, giving him chest compressions that I hoped I was doing correctly.
Fuck, I hope Ian and Gregory down see this bit-
I pressed my mouth against Ethan’s cold lips, breathing into his mouth.
After a few seconds, the boy’s bleary eyes opened, he doubled over, and vomited up a puddle of pool water.
I leapt away just in time to avoid it.
“W-what... Aiden...?”
Before I could reply, his eyes rolled backwards into his head as he passed out again.
I gathered him up in my arms, draping my dry shirt over top of him.
Gregory and Ian had left already, so I opened the doors.
Luckily, the next class had started, so barely any people were around.
I carried Ethan in my arms to the Nurse’s office, our clothes dripping all over the floors.
I pitied the janitor.
The nurse wasn’t in the office for some reason, but I laid him down in a separate room which was occupied by a bed.
~A Few Hours Later~
3rd Person perspective:
Ethan groaned, his throat raw from his near death experience.
“Fuck...”
He opened his heavy eyelids to see... Aiden?
What the hell was he doing here?
“Uhm... Aiden? Why the hell are you here?” Ethan questioned sourly as he scanned the other’s slightly relieved face.
“Hey, watch it. Be thankful I saved you, faggot.” Aiden answered with bitter sweetness in his voice.
“Thank you,” Ethan replied, correcting himself for assuming things he shouldn’t have.
He could feel Aiden’s gaze ripping him a part, studying him like a foreign species.
Ethan noticed a button down shirt wrapped him up and it was quite big for his size.
He was a weakling and a scrawny boy after all.
Wait... it sent off a firework in his brain; the shirt, Aiden...
Ethan’s ears instantly redden and his cheeks grew to a flustered, raw red, like the meat of a steak.
“Here, I assume you want this back...” he spoke up abruptly, tossing the shirt to Aiden in a ball.
Aiden let out a muted umph as the shirt thrusted against his abdomen.
“Jesus... don’t need to be so harsh,” Aiden ordered as he furrowed his miffed eyebrows.
Ethan rolled his eyes ever so slightly before moving back to fiddling with his cuticles.
He slid his shirt back on, clasping the buttons together in a perfectly organized row.
“Well, you can leave now,” Ethan commented with a slightly irked tone in his voice.
“Nah, I’m good. I think I’ll stay,” Aiden responded with a menacing smirk.
He knew dwelling longer would piss him off to the core.
“What the fuck is actually wrong with you, huh? First you and your little buddies harassed me, and then you carried me to a damn pool and almost committed murder! You know I can report this right?” Ethan stood up from the hospital bed, and his vision went back and forth, making him dizzy. The scent of sick people and vomit that was in the trash can made his stomach lurch in disgust. He stumbled over to Aiden and jabbed his index finger into his chest, making the man’s smirk curl into a sneer.
“Watch your mouth, pretty boy. I could’ve done a lot of things worse. You only experienced ¼ of what I can do. I’m warning you right now, and I won’t repeat it again...” Aiden loomed over Ethan, his eyes narrowing to the point it made him look like a Chinese elder. He grabbed the boy’s throat making him gasp and choke out swear words. Aiden whispered in his ear.
“Besides, who in the fucking universe would believe you? You’re nothing but a pathetic human who did nothing except be annoying.” He released the grip from his neck, causing Ethan to fall to the ground. He rubbed his Adam’s apple - he would for sure have a bruise. Aiden leaned back from his ear and laughed out, his voice sounding like two rusty gears grinding against each other to him.
Ethan never understood how people could be so attracted to this cunt in front of him. He wasn’t special... well besides his looks... without it, things would be switched. He would be the one to be bullied instead of him being the bully. That would’ve been refreshing and funny, to see Aiden get humiliated publicly. He deserved it.
Unfortunately, his genetics were handsome, so he turned out to be handsome.Aiden Huxleywas one of the - if not the most toxic compost piles in the whole entire history timeline. It’s his cock, face, and body that makes people fall in love with him like Harley Quinn. One time, Ethan was walking past the cafeteria and saw people... yes people, bowing down to him and kneeling. Was he Jesus or something?
Oh, and he could never forget that time when he saw people in the alleyway creating shrines and posters of him. People were literally worshiping him. To be honest, Ethan wouldn’t even be surprised if there was a club revolving around Aiden. His friends, Gregory Smith, and Ian Spade, were his minions. Ethan couldn’t tell if it was the air Aiden was breathing out, but he swore that after those two were friends with him, they had a glow-up in an instant.
Gregory Smithhad piercing blue eyes and an air of confidence that commands attention. He has short black hair that’s stylishly undone and a sharp jawline that’s well-defined. His sense of style is casual but elegant, with a focus on dark colors and well-fitted attire. However, don’t get too caught up on his looks because behind his handsome looks is an evil bitch that’s looking for more pictures of naked girls. He’s unpredictable and has a tendency to play mind games with others to get what he wants. He has a quick temper and can be very possessive. Not only that, he always made dirty jokes and is horny 24/7 that Ethan, again, wouldn’t be shocked if he supported incest or necrophilia.
Ian Spadehad fluffy, strawberry blonde hair that was shaggy and his bangs fell over his eyes, which were wide-set blue eyes that seemed to sparkle like sapphires. His face is rounded and youthful, with smooth, unblemished skin and a shy, but charming smile. His clothing fashion was casual but neat, with a particular penchant for comfy cardigans and well-fitting jeans... which was his go-to.
Like how every cunning red-flag is, his “cute” and “innocent” appearance is only an illusion. He is prone to bursts out in anger and manipulates his victims. He’s most likely to get jealousy and resentment over little things, often taking his frustrations out on those he’s supposedly closest to. Ethan often thought of him as a spoiled brat who was treated like a princess.
The trio. He called them “The Demonic Trinity.” It suited them perfectly!
“The camera! The camera would pick up everything!” He hissed, backing away from the guy.
“Oh? What would happen if it mysteriously broke?...” he smiled, as if he was planning something sinister in that dark mind of his.
“No... no way would you have the balls to do that.” Ethan growled.
“Why? I do have things down here that are called testicles.”
“It was a figurative speech damn it you!-”
The next thing he knew, he was pinned up the wall with a pair of sweet lips clamped onto his. The kiss was sensational. The way Aiden tongue fought with his way for dominance, the touches that alighted his stomach and the way his hand crawled underneath his pants... to his crotch which was now harder than rock.
“I knew it, you’re such a slut.”
Ethan’s eyes closed without his consent as his stomach tightened into twists of arousal. He gasped as Aiden lightly squeezed his erection, giving Aiden even more access to the other boy’s mouth.
Aiden teasingly pulled away, his hand sliding out of Ethan’s pants, and their lips separated, a glittering string of drool connecting them.
Ethan opened his eyes, staring up at the sexy young man who sat on his waist, straddling him. Aiden smirked in response, grinding his hips against the other’s hard on.
Trying to stay focused and not become enraptured by the sexual actions of the other student, he gasped out, “W-Why did save me t-then, if you hate me so much?”
Aiden Huxley scowled, a look that did not suit his charming appearance very well.
“I didn’t want to have to bother with the paperwork.” This was a lie, of course. Aiden could have very easily booked it out of there, dismantled the cameras, and no one would know that he was responsible. But for some reason, he hadn’t. Maybe his heart wasn’t as frozen cold after all.
Ethan cursed his stupidity internally. Of course Aiden was, he was still the same young man who beat Ethan up on the daily. Just because he hadn’t wanted to become a murderer, didn’t make up for the things he had done before.
Ethan glared at the boy straddling his hips, scowling. Why did he have to be so difficult and confusing?
Aiden Huxley leaned down again, this time to deliver a threat.
“If you go to the school board about this whole incident, I’ll throw you in the pool all over again. And this time, I’ll watch you drown. Got it?”
Ethan stared into the other’s fierce eyes, looking for lies, but found none.
So he really would kill me...
Ethan nodded, “Y-yes, I do. I mean, yes I understand.” He said, tripping over his words, clearly intimidated by the dangerous individual in front of him.
Well fuck, who wouldn’t be?
Aiden smiled, pinching the scared boy’s cheek.
“Good boy.”
To which the other, dispite himself, blushed lightly. Aiden smiled wryly, showing off surprisingly pointed canines.
“Cute. Now, get up, bitch boy. Fourth period should be starting soon. Your teachers have been notified, but still.”
A vein jumped around in Ethan’s jaw, triggered by his raising anger.
He had just almost drowned!
Aiden noticed, and flashed his smile that would’ve had all the girls and boys on their knees for him.
“Now now, don’t be sour. You can’t laze around all day.”
Ethan muttered some unkind words under his breath, something about “Bitchy cunt.”
Aiden narrowed his beautiful, slanted eyes, bearing his teeth.
“Watch your mouth, fag.”
So with that, Ethan slunk off to his next class, feeling rather irritated and although he wouldn’t admit it, confused.
Why was Aiden acting like this? He wasn’t usually so... Sexual. Normally, he’d just beat up the poor boy, throw in some snide insults, and leave.
Perhaps, he just enjoyed toying with the other boy’s heart strings.
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𝐘𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨. 🫵
