I'm In Love With You. [BoyxBoy]

#CHAPTER 9

I started packing my bags. His parents had left looking for him. I walked quickly downstairs. I put my jacket on and left. I walked down the street to get to the train station. I whipped the tears crawling down my cheek away. Why was I reacting like this? I hadn't felt so hurt when I know that's not the worst thing someone told me. Maybe it was because he said it. Because I really felt something for him. I walked to the counter. "Hi." She smiled. "We're on strike sorry. No trains for the next five days." My eyes widened. "What? But I really need to leave." She shrugged. I sighed. "Thanks." I walked out. I walked again. It was getting dark. I had walked for a few hours and I was getting tired. A motel came up. I walked in. "Hi. A bedroom please. Five days." The guy nodded. "It'll be 50£." I took some money out of my purse and gave it to him. "Keys. Room number 13." I nodded. I walked to my room. It wasn't a 5 star motel but it was fine for a few days. I sighed and sat on the bed. My mind wondered to Arthur. I wondered if he was happy again. Of course he was! I wasn't there. And I thought he liked me. I am so stupid. 'I don't need you. I don't need your help and never did. Go back where you came from!' His words replayed in my head. 'Go back where you came from!' I sighed and lied on the bed. My eyes soon closed.

I woke up to my phone buzzing in my pocket. I whined. It was already 2pm. I looked at who it was. A new message from Arthur. I rolled my eyes. 'Where are you?' He asked. I didn't answer and locked my phone back. I walked to the shower and washed. What was I going to do? I wasn't going back to school and certainly not to Arthur's house. I swallowed the lump forming in my throat. I walked to my guitar and took it out of the case. I sat on the chair next to the bed. My fingers slid down the strings of the guitar to make a chord. I started singing 'Goodbye my lover' by James Blunt. I stopped in the middle to whip my tears away. "[...] Goodbye my lover. Goodbye my friend. You have been the one, you have been the one for me. [...]" My phone rang. I looked to see it was his parents. I didn't answer. They called again. I rolled my eyes and hung up. They left a message saying "Charlie. Where are you? Please come back. We're all worried. If you left because of what Arthur said-" I hung up. I sighed. I took some money and walked outside. I was getting hungry so walked to a small place where they had food. I sat down at a table. "Good afternoon. Would you like some food?" A young girl asked. "Yeah. Anything. Just food." She frowned but nodded. She served me egg, bacon, beans and chips. I chuckles as I noticed she had made into a smiley face. "Thank you." I started eating when I heard a familiar voice talk. "Hey! Charlie boy! The faggot's boyfriend." I rolled my eyes. He sat in front of me. "Leave me alone!" He smirked. "Why weren't you at school? Your friend missed you. No one saved him." I clenched my fists. "Do you want to know how he begged for me to let him go as I pinned him to the wall? How I pulled his pants down and touch his cock slowly?" I closed my eyes trying to calm myself down. "Do you want to know how I bent my pants after and roughly slid my cock into his butt?" He said enjoying himself. I got up and pulled him outside. I pinned him on the wall. "Touch him one more time, say something like that one more time and you'll never see light again." My voice was crackling. Tears clouded my vision. He chuckled. "Try me. You love him don't you?" I punched him in the stomach before leaving. I paid the woman before walking down the street. I wondered what the hell was Tom doing here. I took the bus to go near Arthur's house. I needed to know if he was Ok. I put my hood on and walked to his door. I went to the side of his house. I climbed up a tree and looked out his bedroom window. A tear fell as I saw him crying on his desks. I wanted to comfort him so much. He looked out his window. His eyes widened as he saw me. I climbed out of the tree quickly and ran. By the time he was at the door, I was already far away gone. I sighed. I walked to my room. Gosh, being away from him was harder than I thought. It was so painful. But I had to do it. I had to. I received a message. 'I know you're not gone. Where are you?' Arthur sent me a message. I sighed. I couldn't answer. I just couldn't. I threw my phone at the end of my bed and laid down. Tears clouded my vision.