When I walked into the lunch hall the next day, I looked over at the popular group, then back at Ray. My 'friends' didn't notice me, so I ran over to Ray. He looked up at me with his beautiful brown eyes.
"Hello, Mikey,"
He says quietly. I look at his food which is untouched.
"You not hungry ?"
I ask. I'm concerned, I haven't seen him eat anything. He shakes his head and sighs sadly.
Someone walks past the table and hits Ray on the back of the head and says,
"Fag,"
He winces and I feel a mixture of anger and sympathy in my heart,
"Who was that ?"
I ask, gritting my teeth. He whispers shakily,
"My brother,"
What ?! How could his brother treat him like that ? Ray's shoulders start to shake and I hear small sniffles come from him. He's crying. I put my hand on his shoulder and rub his back soothingly. He turns and looks at me, his beatiful eyes filled with tears. Then, I did something he didn't expect.
I wrapped my arms round his neck and hug him tightly. He hesitated but then hugged me back, burying his head into my neck. I feel his shaky breath against my neck.
"Thank you Mikey,"
He mutters.
"For what ?"
I ask into his hair.
"For caring,"
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