Tag, You're It...

Two: Hayden Alvarez 🔪

I heard a noise outside the window and I froze.

"What the fuck?" I whispered to myself.

I looked at the window and there's nothing in there, not even a branch.

I took a deep breath as I walked towards the window to check it.

I opened the window and looked outside but there's nothing in there.

Suddenly, I felt a hand grabbing my arm and I screamed in terror.

"Sssshhh relax, it's just me" Chad chuckled.

"You mother fucker!!" I raised my voice in frustration as I hit him in the shoulder.

He climbed through the window and got inside my room.

"Hayden?" I heard my dad knocking on my door.

"Dad?" I answered without opening the door.

"Are you okay? I heard you screaming"

"Oh... It's just a spider dad sorry"

"Oh... Is it still there?"

"No, It ran outside the window"

"Oh... Okay, if you need me, I'll be downstairs"

"Thanks Dad" I smiled.

"Why didn't you just open the door? It's just me" Chad smiled.

"Are you crazy?! He's gonna kill you" I frowned.

"Why? We're both guys"

"I'm gay Chad... Boys are not allowed to sleepover"

"I was allowed back then" He looked at me confused.

"No, not anymore... We're in Highschool... Everything's changed" I sighed.

"Sorry" He sighed as he sat at the edge of my bed.

"Are you okay? Did your stepdad hit you again?" I asked.

Chad looked at me with tears in his eyes and then slowly nodded.

"Where did he hit you this time?"

He pulled up his shirt and revealed a bruise on the left side of his abs.

"Hold on, let me get you some ice" I smiled at him.

I walked out of my room and my dad was sitting on the couch watching TV.

"Okay ra ka?" Dad asked with his Cebuano accent.

"Yeah" I smiled as I went to the kitchen.

I opened our fridge and grabbed some ice.

I looked at dad who was laughing while watching the TV and proceeded to my room.

Chad was still waiting for me and he smiled as soon as he saw me entering my room.

"Place this on your bruise" I smiled at him as I handed him the ice.

He took the ice and slowly put it on his bruise and he flinched and dropped the ice.

"Ah fuck!" His eyes started to water.

I looked at him with concern and he looked at me and sighed.

"I'm sorry" He sighed.

"It's okay" I smiled at him assuring him that it's fine.

I grabbed a face towel and picked the ice and wrapped it around the ice.

"Let me?" I smiled at him.

He nodded at me and took his shirt off.

I slowly and gently pressed it on his bruise and he took a deep breath as he smiled at me.