Shattered Glass: Chapter 3
Here is Chapter 3.
Shattered Glass: Chapter 3October 14, 2015 I wake up to find myself snuggled in his arms. He was breathing deeply. As I try to match my breath rate to his, I realise it's futile. He had a football build to him that made me feel safe when around him. It also made me feel that he deserved more than me. I made a mental note that whenever possible, I need to workout with him. His warmth latched on to me like a blanket. I snuggled closer to him, never wanting to let go. Light filtered through the blinds of the window. It allowed me to see a bit more of my surroundings than last night. I looked around his room to see that he had a desk with, oddly, a picture frame with the picture missing. I was about to ask him about it, but..."Kyle! We have school today! Wake up babe!" He groaned and looked at me and smiled. "Shit, we had better hurry then huh?" He kissed me then made his way to the shower. I quickly took the other shower(his parents were gone). I wondered what today will hold for us. Would Bruce gang up on us for Kyle standing up to him yesterday? I worried about this, but reasurred myself that I had Kyle, and I could even give a decent punch! I just never wanted to since Bryce would probably have thrown a punch twice as hard. But, I didn't care now. He couldn't hurt me anymore. No longer since I hade Kyle. I also wanted to help Kyle get over his past, as he was flinching all last night and sleep muttering words I couldn't remeber. I just hope he's brave enough to tell me so I can help. I finish my shower drying myself off with a towel I borrowed. Kyle had given me some of his clothes which were a size too big, but he had a belt. I fastened it around my waist and looked into the mirror. I saw a shred of light for my future. I saw hope. I grinned, then made my way outside so we could walk to school. School was suprisingly good! I had aced a test and was eager to learn today! Bruce just kept his distance, but he gave looks of pure disgust whenever he saw me and Kyle. We sat at lunch and talked about how my parents were going to kill me for staying the night at his house. I was terrified about what my parents would do. "Umm.. Kyle, last night you were.. like sleeptalking and flinching. Were you alright?" He blushed. "I'm sorry I had to trouble you with that." "Is there any way I can help you? You sounded in pain." "I guess if you're that worried, I'll tell you why this afternoon after school." I grasped his hand, comforting him a bit. Lunch was over, and we went to class. I was still worried about him, but I would find out soon. After School: 3:45pm 10/14/15 I followed him to his locker. He looked at me with a look of pain and started telling his story. "Well, like you, I was bullied. At my old school people hated me. But, someone was nice to me." He pulled
out a picture. It had him and a teen about the same age with brown hair and green eyes laying down on an oak tree. He began cry softly. "This was my boyfriend, Brandon" July 12, 2015Kyle's perspective I sit with my love of three months at an oak tree. We were just enjoying the heat after our previous swim. The tree was our favorite place since it had such a good view of the sea. This was also the place where I got my first kiss from Brandon. Brandon was munching on a Nature Valley bar, and he offered me some, but I objected. He was leaning against my shoulder, enjoying my company. I felt so perfect with him, and the bullies were just a distant painfull memory. His breathing soon slows, and I think he is asleep. I snuggle with him, his sleepy smile making me grin. "The breeze feels so good, Brandon. I wish every day could be like this." He doesn't anwser, which much mean he's asleep. I don't mind. I feel safe with him. And he's told me multiple times he feels safe with me. I love him, and so does he. I was about to fall asleep with him. But, I see a van on the beach unload. It was just the football players. The football players! I quickly tapped on Brandon's shoulder, motioning towards the football players. We soon get up and walk away, but two players grab us, as if they were watching everything behind the tree. Wayne, leader of the football team walks up. "Ah, I see two fags are watching the lovely waters on this fine day!" I struggle against the one holding me tight. It's no use. Wayne walks up to me. "We don't want any faggot blood in our school. I guess It's time to get rid of it." He pulls out a knife from his jacket and steps towards Brandon. The tighten their grip on me. Wayne stabs Brandon and asks him "how does it feel to be different, bitch?" "NOO!!!" I shriek, "Brandon!!!!" He slumps dead to the ground. I cry while trying to break free. They laugh. I hear sirens. The whole team scatters. Wayne looks to me and asks, "How does it fell to be helpless?" He leaves while I cry over my mate, looking for a sign of life in him. The police come and pull me away from him. "Send him to a hospital!" I cry. An hour later, I'm in the police officers station, anwsering questions."Who did this to him?" A police officer asks. "Our local highschool football team." I spat while still crying. The police officer nodded and brought me the bad news."Your boyfriend... He didn't make it" I silently nod, I already knew it was going to come to this. My family was outside worried sick. They decided to move to protect me from harm. Wayne is soon arrested, tracked through the fingerprints on the blade. I made a silent promise to myself. I would grow strong, and protect the people I love from the same fate. Wayne's last question stuck with me every day, haunting me.Present:
10/14/15John's perspective "I just don't want you to get hurt." He said. I'm crying now. He's endured more pain than I have. I hug him. "I.. Am...not... Going....to...leave....you" i whisper while crying into his ear. "And I'm going to be strong for you." "You're already the strongest person I know babe." They walked home still crying. John stood in front of his doorway, not ready to recieve the punishment yet. Too much was already going on.__________________________________