Days until graduation:
32
Robin stares at the words written up on the whiteboard, sitting in his final class before lunch but not paying attention at all to what is being taught. He can’t tell if he’s looking forward to graduation or not.
It bothers him that he has no special interests. Nothing he wants to do with his life. No profession that appeals to him. He knows he doesn’t want to go to college, but he doesn’t think a technical school would be out of the question. Like, getting licensed in a certain field.
But the question is which field?
The bell rings, and Robin is so excited to go eat lunch. He didn’t eat breakfast, and he barely ate during the whole weekend. He honestly just forgot, especially since Jude was busy working out and studying for finals, therefore unable to remind him.
Robin packs his things and heads to his locker to put it away, so he doesn’t have to carry it all around at lunch. It doesn’t take too long, but it still leaves enough time for Miles to come out of nowhere and pin Robin against the locker beside his open one. He does it in the same manner as always, with his arm against Robin’s throat. Robin tries not to get irritated as the hallway begins to empty out.
“You told Jude, didn’t you?”
Robin frowns, confused. “About what?”
“Our deal,” Miles hisses, pressing harder and looking pissed off.
Robin raises an eyebrow, feeling confused. Why the hell would he tell Jude that Miles is blackmailing him over being an omega? Again, there’s no way he could do that without Jude finding out, which is the last thing he wants to happen—especially right now.
“I haven’t told Jude anything, but,” Robin gulps, the arm on his throat getting increasingly uncomfortable, “he does know I have a secret.”
“I know,” Miles replies, frustrated, “he asked me if I knew what it was.”
Robin raises an eyebrow. Jude asked Miles if he knew Robin’s secret? Meaning that Jude had a civil conversation with this guy? No, there’s no way. He hasn’t seen those two have a single conversation without violence since at least middle school.
“Really? He didn’t beat you up?” Robin asks, shocked. He’s thankful, since that would mean Miles telling him everything. Still, he’s surprised.
“Jude doesn’t fucking beat me up, ever.” Miles replies, even more pissed. Oops? “I’m so much better than him.”
Robin tries not to roll his eyes. This guy needs to calm down. Maybe Robin is just tired, maybe he’s too stressed. Maybe he’s stopped caring about Miles’ childish antics. Either way, he talks back for once in his life.
“Yeah? Okay, Second Place.”
Miles grabs him by the hair, bringing his head forward before slamming it against the locker. It hurts quite a bit, mostly due to the sheer force that is applied, as well at the fact that it hits right on the little divots.
Ow.
As Robin rubs the back of his head in an attempt to soothe the damage, his arm is grabbed and he is suddenly being pulled away from Miles.
Robin smells the familiar scent of Jude, which comforts him immediately. However, then he is thrown into full blown panic at the realization of what was just witnessed.
Jude just saw what Miles did. He saw Miles cause Robin harm, which is the number one best way to set Jude off. Oh no. Jude is going to snap.
Robin can’t let him snap. That breaks his deal with Miles. He knows the guy won’t hesitate to tell Jude his secret, as soon as Robin gives him a reason. Robin has to help him.
How in the world is he going to resolve this?
It takes a couple seconds for the dizziness from being yanked around to wear off, but once it does, Robin realizes that Jude is standing in front of him. He’s holding Robin’s wrist as he hides the omega behind himself, and Robin can only guess the murderous look in Jude’s eyes.
Robin peeks around the alpha and finds Miles staring up at Jude. He’s a couple inches shorter, a fact that has always pissed the bully off. He doesn’t look as intimidated as he usually does when faced with Jude, and Robin knows why. Robin has to protect him.
“What the fuck are you doing?” Jude growls, and Robin tries to break out of his grip so he can stand in between the two, to no avail. Shit, he has to keep Jude from getting aggressive. How is he going to do that from back here? He understands that Jude is guarding him, which any other time he’d put up with. Now, though? Now Robin starts attempting to pry the guy’s hand off his arm.
“What’s it look like?” Miles replies, tone more confident than it usually is around Jude. Because Robin has to protect him.
“Looks like you don’t know how to learn a fucking lesson, Novak.” Jude sounds absolutely venomous, and Robin tries to come up with a way to deescalate the situation.
“Then give me a reminder.”
Oh god, and now Miles is baiting him? Robin peeks his head around again to glare at Miles, who looks like he hasn’t a care in the world. This is starting to really get on Robin’s nerves.
Jude moves towards the guy, and the anticipation to fight loosens his grip on Robin. Robin wastes no time, throwing himself between the two. Jude immediately stops so Robin doesn’t get caught in the crossfire, glancing down to meet the omega’s eyes in confusion.
Robin has tried to talk Jude out of fighting on multiple occasions, but he’s never gone so far as to put himself in the middle of it. This is a first, and it will most likely raise suspicion.
“Jude, stop. It’s fine. Let it go.”
Jude stares down at him, appearing irritated. It’s not directed at Robin, though... yet. “Robin, go to lunch.”
Robin shakes his head no. Absolutely not, he’s not leaving these two alone when Jude is so pissed. He can’t afford his stupid fucking secret getting out.
God, why did Miles of all people have to be the one to figure it out? This sucks.
“No.” Robin replies firmly. Jude is looking more and more impatient as the seconds go by.
“Go to lunch,” Jude says slowly, and this time it is very difficult to not listen to him. Why? Because he’s doing the goddamn voice. The voice that makes him sound so unbelievably authoritative and alpha that it’s damn near impossible for Robin to resist compliance.
Robin freezes for a second, before coming back to himself and refusing—albeit reluctantly.
“No. Come to lunch with me.” Robin tries to compromise. Jude’s eyes flick back up to Miles.
“I’ll be there in a minute,” he replies, voice harsher now that he isn’t looking at Robin.
“Jude, come on,” Robin tries again, voice growing more desperate. His eyes widen when Jude lifts him up and moves him off to the side, going towards Miles again now that Robin isn’t in the way. Fuck.
Robin rushes back in front of Jude, surprised at his own speed. He puts both hands on Jude’s chest, staring up at the guy. Jude just looks down at him, clearly beginning to get upset with Robin.
“Move,” he says, tone of voice making it difficult to resist again. Still, Robin manages.
“No. Please just let it go, let’s go get lunch—”
“Why are you protecting him?” Jude asks, glancing up at Miles and back down to Robin. He looks like a mixture of confused and angry.
“I think he’s protecting you, actually,” Miles gives his two fucking cents, making the situation worse like usual.
Jude looks even more pissed, and he reaches down to grab both of Robin’s wrists. He makes to move the omega out of the way yet again, but Robin stops him just in time by saying one word;
"Judah.”
Jude freezes, gaze immediately flicking down to lock his ice blue eyes with Robin’s honey brown. Yeah, Robin never calls Jude by his actual name. Jude hates it, and doing so can cause one of two reactions. One, it can make him extremely pissed at whoever said it, which in this case Robin can deal with. Or, two, it can get his full undivided attention—though that usually ends in anger as well.
“What.” Jude replies, voice dark as his anger turns to Robin. That’s preferable to him fighting Miles, though, even though it’s not good for Robin’s heart.
“Please stop. Let’s just talk about this later? Please.”
Jude just drills his gaze into Robin’s for almost a full minute, before growling, spinning around and storming down the hallway. Robin immediately follows after him as the fact that Jude is angry with him begins to set in. He hears Miles snickering behind him, and resists the urge to let Jude beat the shit out of him and damn the consequences. This is all Miles’ fault.
Jude is mad at Robin. They’ve never really fought before, due to Robin’s submissive nature. Jude has made him angry plenty of times, but Robin can count the amount of times Jude has felt this way towards him on one hand. Also, Robin’s anger never lasted.
It bothers him immediately, especially when Jude doesn’t even go to lunch. He ignores Robin completely, grabbing his books and walking to his next class. Lunch doesn’t end for another twenty minutes, but he’s probably just going to study in there. Anything to not be around Robin.
Robin is distracted the rest of the day, feeling a mixture of guilt and detest for Miles Novak. He doesn’t know how he’s going to get through this.
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