Hidden Love

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TW's:
-ABUSE (blood)

After we sat together, we stood up to go to the principal. He wasn't too happy with Clay normally, so we hoped he would react nice now. You could clearly see Clay cried, so maybe he wouldn't directly accuse him. We walked to his office and I knocked. The door opened and the principal looked at us.

'Clay? George? What happened?'

'That stupid motherf-. I mean-,' Clay started.

'What happened, George?'

'So, we are like a couple. I'm gay and he is bisexual. We were kissing and Michel took a photo of us and showed everyone. Apparently our teacher is homophobic too and he called us faggots. He said "the principal isn't going to listen to faggots" and that we are selfish for kissing each other and holding hands. Clay got really mad and broke something.'

'I'm going to have a conversation with that teacher and Clay, go home. I don't want you to break more things, even though I slightly understand.'

'I just don't want to get discriminated. My hand hurts so much, I hate him. I'm not a faggot, I am in love with a boy.'

'I understand, Clay. Being gay and bisexual is a normal thing and I should be normal for everyone.'

'But it's never going to be normal,' Clay muttered. 'I will never be able to kiss him in public without disgusting looks.'

'Every time someone hurts you in whatever form, come to me and we will solve it. You're the first gay couple to come out in this school, so they aren't used to it. You can make the difference and show everyone that this is also normal. Maybe some people have the strength to come out now too, because I know a lot of people struggling with their sexuality.'

'I hope so,' I said.

'Take care of him and maybe just go home. I've seen him like this before, if he doesn't go home, he keeps getting those tantrums.'

'I'll go with him.'

Clay and I walked out and he started crying again. 'George, I always feel so bad after I had a tantrum again, I just feel so angry, depressed and scared.'

I wrapped my arms around him. 'How can I help?'

'Let's go home and maybe kiss?'

'Sure. To who do you want to go? To your place? Does your dad know of us?'

'He doesn't, I wanted to tell him together with you.'

'We can tell him together when we get there?'

'Yes, but I'm a little nervous.'

'What makes you nervous?'

'Just the whole idea of coming out. It was easy with you, you came out and I just came out after, but my dad is not going to come out.'

'How can I make it easier for you?'

'Be with me. Can you maybe uh-.'

'What?'

'Kiss me to calm down?'

'Now?'

'When we get outside?'

'Of course.'

We walked outside and sat down on a bench. Clay wrapped his arm around my shoulders and started kissing me. It was very cold outside, but kissing with him made us both warmer. The kiss lasted minutes again and Clay just started to calm down as we heard a voice.

'Oh my goodness, you freaking gross faggots, why are you always and everywhere kissing?'

We looked up in the face of Michel.

'I'm not letting this happen again, I'm so extremely done with you guys.'

He grabbed me by my arm and pushed me in the ground.

'Get away from him!' Clay screamed, but suddenly there came more guys. They pinned Clay against the wall and started beating me.

'LET HIM GO, STOP,' Clay cried. 'GEORGE.'

I looked at him and saw tears rolling down his cheeks. I felt a fist hit my face again and saw Clay getting kicked.

'You can do whatever you want with me if you let him go,' Clay whispered.

Michel stopped beating me and stood up. I took my chance. We needed help now. I crawled up, everything hurt so extremely much, but I had to save Clay. They were constantly kicking and hitting him. I started running, they didn't directly notice, which gave me a head start. I ran harder and harder, almost falling over my own feet. I stormed into the school again and ran directly towards the principal office. I kicked the door in and fell down in his office. I saw blood falling down the floor and I was short of breath.

'H-help,' I whispered. 'They are- b-beating Clay.'

'What?' He stood up and helped me up. 'Where?'

I started running again and he ran behind me. When he saw Clay laying down the floor he ran faster than me and grabbed Michels shoulders. He pushed him away and after that all the other guys.

'WHAT ARE YOU DOING?'

It went completely quiet.

'George, call an ambulance.'

I directly called 999 and after that I ran to Clay. The principal took the boys with him and I saw him calling the police. I kneeled down next to Clay and kissed his cheek softly.

His eyes opened slowly, he looked very scared. He was shaking like crazy and grabbed my hand. I rubbed my hand through his hair.

'Y-you are bleeding,' he whispered with an extreme weak voice.

'I don't care about that Clay, where are you hurt?'

He pointed to his chest, head and legs. We could hear the bell ring inside and I lifted Clay up.

'We have to move otherwise people won't see you laying here and they will run over you.'

He nodded and I lifted him slowly up, but he winced.

'Am I hurting you?'

I saw a tear rolling down his face. 'Pain.'

'Where?'

He pointed to his chest again. I lifted his shirt up and tried not to get distracted by his hot body. His chest was bleeding and was already bruised.

'I can't breath,' he whispered.

I kissed his cheeks softly. 'Stay with me, I love you.'

'I love you too.'

I suddenly heard someone running behind me. I startled and turned around. Sapnap.

'OH MY GOODNESS, WHAT HAPPENED?'

'Keep calm, Sap. It will be alright.'

'I can't breath,' Clay said again, this time he sounded more in panic. His eyes rolled away and before I knew he passed out.

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