(Chapter 2)
Noone was here. Yet for the past 6 hours, something continued to touch me the whole night and I was worn out. I hadn’t slept and my homework was far from done. Everytime I would start, the touches would happen again and I was so afraid of waking Freddy up in his room. I covered my mouth multiple times with scarf everytime it started. When that didn’t work, I used my pillow to cover up my noise.
I went into the bathroom and groaned at my reflection. My hair was extremely ruffled, my cheeks flushed and bag under my eyes. I touched my neck and was surprised that there weren’t any markings. So many times it felt like something was licking my neck, biting and sucking on it like there was no tomorrow. I blushed thinking about it and began blushing even harder when I didn’t stop thinking about last night. A couple of times my hands were pin down and my legs raised. Soon after I would feel a thick force rubbing up against my hole. I shivered and splashed some water on my face. I cleaned myself up as best as I could, but it felt awkward touching myself.
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As I entered class, I felt as if all eyes were on me. Like they all knew what happened to me last night. I blushed and cleared my throat taking a seat at the back. I looked up and noticed that Gabriel had turned around in his seat, facing me, “I didn’t think the goodie two shoes would ever be late for class.”
I averted my eyes, cheeks still red, “I-I had a rough night,” I rubbed my throat. I was parched from screaming into my pillow last night.
“Oh geez, sorry I hope you feel better,” Gabriel said with a look of concern on his face. “I guess you won’t be coming to the play rehearsal tonight then,” he said a little upset.
I stared at him for a bit and then he perked up, “ But that’s okay, you need your beauty sleep!”
I shook my head quickly, “No! For sure I can make it! I just need to adjust myself to a new sleeping schedule. Ah ha ha, that’s all,” I replied back, awkwardly scratching my neck.
He cocked his head to the side, “You sure? You really don’t have to force yourself,” he leaned a little closer towards me.
I tucked my white hair behind my hair and averted my eyes. “Nope I’m all good. I’ll be there!”
He smiled and turned back in his seat. After a couple of minutes he stood up and excused himself to the restroom.
I sighed. I completely forgot about the drama rehearsal tonight… But how could I even forget, I wanted to go for the longest time. Mainly just to see Gabriel and his beautiful, beautiful acting. The way his eyes would stay focused on his fellow actor as if they were his prey and his words would equally match with his emotions and they were just so mesmerizing that I just couldn’t take my eyes off him. Ugh, if Allie had access to my thoughts, she would be rolling.
Suddenly a sharp pain went up my back. I let out a gasp and clasped my hand over my mouth as I gained attention. Oh my gosh, it’s happening again. I shut my eyes tight as I felt the phantom touch probe at my hole. I moaned silently into my hands and leaned forward against the table. I glance over at Allie, who was staring at me with her eyebrow raised. She asked if I was feeling sick but I didn’t let her finish and jumped out of my seat, running out the door. I was even surprised that I made it to the restroom. I shut the stall quickly behind me. The phantom touch pumping in and out of my hole quicker. I collapsed to the floor; wirthing away as the phantom touch continued to explore. A creeping went up my torso and stop at my nipple. It twisted and yanked while another force spread my legs. I arched my back in attempt to get away from the force but ended up being pushed down from the force on chest. I felt eyes watching, so I looked around yet couldn’t see much because of the tears in my eyes. I whimpered as the force in my hole go more aggressive. I let out a cry and used my foot to kick, knowing full well that no one would be there. My foot kicked the stall door and went flying open. My eyes widened as figure was right outside the door, looking surprised by the kicked door.
Gabriel?
As I was about to climax; the phantom touch stopped. My breath was labored as I looked around the stall I was in. The front of my shorts were tented and wet with precum. My eyes widened and I blushed remembering who I saw, “This isn’t what it looks like! I-I just-,” I looked up at Gabriel but he wasn’t there anymore. I crawled out of the stall and saw Gabriel hiding in a corner, face towards the wall. I back crawled into the stall until my butt hit the toilet. I gasped because I thought the phantom touches were happening again but it was just me being over sensitive. I yanked out more than enough toilet tissues and cleaned of the sweat and other liquids off me, though the stain in front wasn’t going away.
From the distance I could hear Gabriel say, “I-I’ll tell Allie that you were sick so she can bring your bag to your dorm.”
I peeked through the side stall crack and watched him fumble with the bathroom door. I groaned out and began slamming my head on the floor. OUT OF ALL THE RESTROOMS TO COME TOO YOU JUST HAD TO CHOOSE THIS ONE!
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Gabriel’s eyes landed on my own and he blushed. He continued talking to his co-actors occasionally looking back towards me. I slid down in the chair. I arrived at the theatre for the rehearsal after that incident in the restroom. Allie barged into my dorm room concerned after Gabriel had told her the I was so sick, a nurse needed to escort me back. I sighed and looked but towards the stage. I couldn’t sit in the front for the life of me, in fear that Gabriel would look at me but it didn’t help anyways because he kept glancing at me at the back of the theatre.
The play that was decided for this year was Macbeth. It was a beautiful yet sappy adventure play and I am such a sucker for sappy action stories.
I continued staring towards the stage, ducking my head down every once in a while to avoid Gabriels gaze.
“Like usual, you never seize to amazing with how freakish you, halfy,” a voice to my side. The seat next to me dipped and I gulped as I came face to face with Julian. Ugh, Julian. His weird blonde hair pushed back by a red bandana showed off his blue eyes. He had a cheeky smile on his face as he looked towards me. He was the typical boy next door except for the fact he wasn’t a nice one. Julian would have been a nice guy if he wasn’t such a jerk to me. He started picking on me since day one about my vitiligo. No matter how many times I asked him to stop he proceeded to bring out my insults. His insults consisted of wannabe white kid, half and half, etc. to insult my vitiligo. It’s sad because Gabriel and Julian just so happened to be best friends. Opposite attract right?
I ignored his statement and kept my eyes straight forward. I kept quiet in hopes that he would leave me alone but he didn’t. He grabbed my arm and yanked me closer towards him , “ It’s rude to ignore people when they’re talking to you,” he hissed. I flinched as he put pressure on my arm. I could feel the blood stop circulating as be continued to hold on. I tried yanking my hand back but that was of no use. He glanced back at the stage to make sure no one was paying attention to us. Julian smiled and waved at one of his friends on stage as I quivered in fear. I slightly turned my eyes towards the stage and noticed Gabriel looking at me which made me turn away.
“Why are you even here wannabe white boy? Do you think Gabriel’s going to acknowledge you because you came to support him?” He asked, whispering into my ear.
I rolled my tongue in my mouth, averting my gaze and didn’t respond. His pressure on my arm increased and I whimpered. I used my other hand to hit on his so he could let me go but that was futile. He continued, “I know you have a crush on Gabriel but you tend to forget that Gabriel is straight wouldn’t even look at you the way you wish he would,” Julian smiled as I started tearing up. I knew that already, but it still hurt to hear it. I continued to stare out as he repeated his insults until he got tired. He finally let go of my arm and left me alone. I laid my shaky hand on my bruised arm and sniffed, blinking the tears out of my eyes.
I should leave now before the rehearsals end. I got up with my head down and made my way to the exit but I didn’t realize the rehearsal was already over. I ran straight into Gabriel’s chest. I didn’t have the courage to look him in the eyes. I zoned out what he was saying hoping he would finish quickly. It’s best to stay away from Gabriel from now on. I felt my chin being lifted up and I came face to face with his stormy gray eyes. He had bent down to my height and left his fingers under my chin, “Look at me. It’s respectful to look at someone when they are talking to you,” he said with a soft smile but his eyes said otherwise. I mean it was already hard enough for me to look into his stormy gray eyes.
I sputtered and blushed and tried to move my head away but each time he would move his head in my direction. Gabriel’s eyes widened and he quickly removed his hand from my chin. It felt empty now. He scratched the back of his head and looked up towards the ceiling. His face was a little red and it made me wonder his was having a fever until he said , “ I didn’t think you were that type of person.”
I scrunch my eyebrows in confusion, “Huh?”
He gulped, looked down and mumbled, shuffling his feet. He could look so cool and suave at times then the next thing you know he’s a shy little nerd but his words always contradicted his looks, “You know the thing in the restroom.” He finally looked up at me, blushing and I gasped. I turned redder than before and screamed when he tried to continue. He jumped and covered my mouth as the rest of the cast members glanced our way.
Oh Lord above, why did he ask me that?!
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