I won't wait (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 16 (un-edited)

I woke up to the sound of the doorbell ringing continuously. I am not getting up, the person can just wait there. I heard my father grumble and stub his toe on surface. I couldn't help but chuckle a little, I haven't heard how he is in the mornings for some time now. It's nice to know that he hasn't changed in any way; he's still the same uncoordinated man he's always been when he's half awake.

Maybe I should be focusing on the simpler things I still do have instead of the drastic  changes that have happened. It's hard though. Who naturally thinks about the everyday things when there's so much else crowding the mind?

The door must've opened because I heard another man in our household. There was an odd silence before the other man spoke up. "Is your son here?" What does he need me for? Have I done something wrong, illegal?

"What do you need my son for?", I heard my father say sternly. By now I was curious as to who would be here for me. It didn't sound like Derek, or anyone familiar. I rolled out of bed and peaked out of my door. A tall man in a business suit with dark hair was standing with a plastic bag placed in his left hand. He was talking to my father. Who is he?

"You're looking for me?", I spoke up groggily. They both quickly turned my way with confusion in their eyes. I soon realized that Derek's father is the man that had entered my home. "What are you here for", I asked looking towards him. If it's because of Derek he can just leave. I don't want to hear it.

"You left these at my home". The bag he was holding was filled with the pastries I was going to share with Derek. If only he wasn't with that girl we would've been laughing over sweet treats probably sharing some dirty quickies.

Derek has impacted my life so much in such a little bit of time, and now I don't even know how to cope. I knew I should've just stayed away from him from the beginning, but people like him lure in people like me. It's a natural attraction that will never be stopped without an outside cause.

"I don't want it". He sighed and set them on the counter. He looked at me with pity and remorse. He can go somewhere else with those emotions. I don't need his pity, I don't need anyone's pity. I'm just fine.

"Just incase you do I'll leave them here". Doesn't he understand that I don't want those fucking pastries! Derek can keep them and his stupid fucking chick. I don't fucking care! He can have everything. I went into my room and slammed my door. He can have everything he fucking wants. I don't care, I don't care! I had started crying again and I was soon asleep.

I was awoken by soft knocking on my door. Who the fuck is this. "Who's there?" I groaned.

"Chad. Are you decent?"

"Does it matter?" I heard him sigh before opening the door. He looked around at my messy room and then glanced at me in disgust. I don't need him to remind how repulsive I am. He came to sit on my bed. He reached his arm out to touch me, but I pushed him away.

"I didn't think you'd be this bad". What does he mean? He got under the covers and held me close to his chest. He placed a light kiss on top of my dirty hair and rubbed my back. "Natasha called me and told me what happened. It wasn't her fault".

"I don't care", I mumbled into his chest. He must've seen past my lies, I bet everyone did. I'm a fucking mess. He continued to rub my back and hum sweetly.

"You need to get clean my darling".

"Don't call me that", I groaned into his military green shirt.

"What do you want me to call you?"

"Nothing".

"Well I can't call you that when you're  something, at least to me you are". That actually made me want to smile, but I didn't want him to know that so I kept a stoic look upon my face. He pulled my body away from his and hovered over me. "You need to go bathe".

"I don't want to move".

"Then I'll run you a bath so you can sit".

"I don't want to clean myself". He rolled his eyes and rubbed his temples. He mumbled something under his breath before responding clearly.

"Then I'll do it for you".