We're all a little gay.....

Day 4

Ikes POV

It usually doesn't take that much effort to get someone's attention onto me but let me tell you, firkle is another story.

I guess it's why I like him so much......
He's not just some easy whore......
Ok well maybe he IS a whore like literally I don't even know the shit he does for money but he does it.

He won't even look my way.
Do you think if I gave him 5 dollars he'd at least look at me?
In fact it's like he does all thats in his power to ignore me.
Who would want to ignore me!

Him obviously.

I don't get why he won't give me a chance to prove that I'm not that bad.
I try to be a nice enough person every day.....
Yeah!
And I don't seem to offend him in any way......

I DON'T GET IT!

"Ike for fuck sake you better plan on getting up soon, I need to borrow your football."

"Fuck off kyle I'm in deep thought, stop interrupting."

Kyle Barges into my room pushing my chair over.
The chair that I'm sitting pretty fucking comfortably on.
"WHAT THE FUCK"

Kyle smirks.

"IKE SHUT UP."
Why does my mom always blame me for everything.
She should know by now that it's Kyle being a dick head.

"So where's your football."

"Up your ass."

His face goes redder than his hair looks like he about to slap a bitch.

"Sorry, sorry, ok it's not."

He calms down slightly.

"Because stans dick is taking up all the room."

I run down the stairs and out the house with an angry jersey boy after me.

Fuck.

I heard my mum shout something about not running
down the stairs but it's not like the two of us listened to her.

I'm faster than him but there's still a chance that I fall over or something so the odds are relevantly high.
I don't wanna look like a weak little bitch in public!

Believe me if that guy gets his hands on me there's no going easy, there's no mercy.....

I
Will
Be
Dead.

I make a few turns in order to loose him which I think worked.
I've ended up in some dark alley.
Kyle knows I'm freaked out by these so it's the last place he'll look for me.

I take a sigh of relief when I hear voices from the shadows.
"Same time tomorrow."

"Of course daddy~"

I'd recognise that voice anywhere.

"Firkle?"

"I-IKE?!"

"Uhhhh w-what are you doing here?"

"Smelling the roses what do you think."

"He rolls his eyes preparing to go.
"Wait don't leave yet."

He huffs but listens.

Hm.
He can listen.
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