# Chapter 9:A slice of school life with troubling a disappearance

Author: Ginsenshi
Tags: Gay, Romance, bullies

#9 of Roen Olver Series

Just a normal day with Roe and Alex running late for a Monday . Jonny and friends taking some,revange. with Roe going missing .

Chapter 9:A slice&nbsp; of&nbsp; school life&nbsp; with&nbsp; troubling a&nbsp; disappearance

I awoke&nbsp; the&nbsp; next&nbsp; morning &nbsp; on&nbsp; my&nbsp; stomach, feeling hands&nbsp; rubbing my&nbsp; back and&nbsp; warm&nbsp; breath&nbsp; tickling&nbsp; my left&nbsp; ear, and&nbsp; then&nbsp; licking&nbsp; the&nbsp; back&nbsp; of&nbsp; that&nbsp; same&nbsp; ear. I&nbsp; moaned&nbsp; into&nbsp; it a&nbsp; bit&nbsp; and&nbsp; then&nbsp; reached&nbsp; out&nbsp; to&nbsp; find, Connor&nbsp; laying&nbsp; on&nbsp; my&nbsp; back, wanting&nbsp; breakfast&nbsp; and&nbsp; to&nbsp; go out, With&nbsp; breakfast&nbsp; first&nbsp; and&nbsp; in&nbsp; no&nbsp; other&nbsp; order.&nbsp; I&nbsp; rolled &nbsp; out&nbsp; of&nbsp; bed&nbsp; still&nbsp; in&nbsp; boxers&nbsp; and &nbsp; shirt&nbsp; and&nbsp; wondered&nbsp; off&nbsp; to the&nbsp; kitchen&nbsp; with&nbsp; Connor&nbsp; at my &nbsp; &nbsp; hills&nbsp; nudging&nbsp; me&nbsp; to&nbsp; go&nbsp; faster and&nbsp; feed&nbsp; him. The&nbsp; smell&nbsp; of&nbsp; mom's&nbsp; brewing&nbsp; coffee&nbsp; filled&nbsp; my nose&nbsp; as&nbsp; I&nbsp; got&nbsp; closer&nbsp; to the&nbsp; kitchen . I heard &nbsp; the morning news&nbsp; on the&nbsp; kitchen&nbsp; tv&nbsp; as Mom&nbsp; grabbed&nbsp; a&nbsp; stainless steel&nbsp; mug&nbsp; from the&nbsp; cabinet .

"Hot chocolate&nbsp; is&nbsp; almost done dear, just&nbsp; sit&nbsp; at the&nbsp; table."&nbsp; Mom&nbsp; said, as&nbsp; the&nbsp; sound&nbsp; of the&nbsp; &nbsp; . Kettle's &nbsp; water&nbsp; poring&nbsp; into&nbsp; my&nbsp; mug to&nbsp; fill my ears.

I&nbsp; detoured&nbsp; to&nbsp; Connor's&nbsp; bowls&nbsp; and&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; ` &nbsp; knelt down, opening&nbsp; the food ben and&nbsp; &nbsp; scooped&nbsp; out&nbsp; 2 cups of&nbsp; food&nbsp; and&nbsp; poured&nbsp; &nbsp; the&nbsp; food&nbsp; into&nbsp; Connor's&nbsp; bowl. Feeling&nbsp; Connor's&nbsp; &nbsp; inpatient stares on me&nbsp; and hearing his&nbsp; snorts of in&nbsp; patients. With&nbsp; that&nbsp; done&nbsp; Connor&nbsp; happily&nbsp; ate&nbsp; his&nbsp; food, as&nbsp; I&nbsp; continued&nbsp; onto&nbsp; the&nbsp; table&nbsp; and&nbsp; sat&nbsp; down,

"So&nbsp; you&nbsp; got&nbsp; home&nbsp; late , huh?"&nbsp; Was&nbsp; dad's&nbsp; question&nbsp; as&nbsp; I&nbsp; settled&nbsp; in my&nbsp; chair.

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"Yeah Me and&nbsp; Alex&nbsp; explored &nbsp; Wolf Point's&nbsp; Station, and&nbsp; did&nbsp; some&nbsp; ghost hunting," I&nbsp; replied&nbsp; to&nbsp; dad, as&nbsp; Mom&nbsp; brought&nbsp; my&nbsp; mug&nbsp; and sat&nbsp; down&nbsp; at the&nbsp; table&nbsp; . Connor&nbsp; finished&nbsp; his&nbsp; breakfast&nbsp; and&nbsp; joined&nbsp; us&nbsp; at the&nbsp; table and&nbsp; settled&nbsp; next&nbsp; to&nbsp; mom&nbsp; for&nbsp; petting. &nbsp;

Later&nbsp; on&nbsp; after&nbsp; my&nbsp; belly&nbsp; was&nbsp; filled&nbsp; and&nbsp; Mom&nbsp; and&nbsp; dad &nbsp; left&nbsp; for&nbsp; work , I&nbsp; went&nbsp; back&nbsp; to&nbsp; my bedroom&nbsp; to&nbsp; see&nbsp; if&nbsp; Alex&nbsp; was&nbsp; awake. I found&nbsp; him&nbsp; sitting&nbsp; on&nbsp; the&nbsp; bed&nbsp; with&nbsp; my&nbsp; MacBook Air&nbsp; on&nbsp; his&nbsp; lap&nbsp; browsing&nbsp; facebook.&nbsp;

"So&nbsp; anything&nbsp; interesting&nbsp; on&nbsp; there?" I&nbsp; asked, as&nbsp; I&nbsp; sat next&nbsp; to&nbsp; him.

"Nah, just&nbsp; the&nbsp; usual&nbsp; stuff." He&nbsp; replied, re &nbsp; panting and&nbsp; hands&nbsp; on&nbsp; knees,"Don't&nbsp; we&nbsp; need&nbsp; to&nbsp; get&nbsp; ready&nbsp; for&nbsp; school?"

I felt&nbsp; all&nbsp; the&nbsp; color&nbsp; drain&nbsp; from&nbsp; my face, I forgot&nbsp; it&nbsp; was&nbsp; Monday and&nbsp; that&nbsp; we&nbsp; had school today.&nbsp;

"Well&nbsp; shit!" I&nbsp; cursed , "Let's&nbsp; get&nbsp; ready."

We had&nbsp; a hour &nbsp; before&nbsp; the&nbsp; first&nbsp; bell. So&nbsp; we&nbsp; rushed&nbsp; a shower , sharing&nbsp; of course , dressed , me in&nbsp; black&nbsp; khakis&nbsp; and&nbsp; a&nbsp; faded&nbsp; grey&nbsp; shirt, with&nbsp; Apple Watch&nbsp; on wrist&nbsp; and&nbsp; on&nbsp; my&nbsp; right side iPhone 7 Plus&nbsp; in&nbsp; my&nbsp; holster and&nbsp; keys&nbsp; on&nbsp; belt. My Navy &nbsp; blue&nbsp; fedora&nbsp; atop&nbsp; my&nbsp; head, and&nbsp; hybrid Messenger bag/backpack &nbsp; bag&nbsp; across&nbsp; my left shoulder&nbsp; hanging&nbsp; off my&nbsp; right&nbsp; hip. Connor &nbsp; is&nbsp; harnessed&nbsp; up . Alex&nbsp; borrowing&nbsp; a&nbsp; faded &nbsp; batman shirt&nbsp; and a&nbsp; &nbsp; of&nbsp; black&nbsp; jean&nbsp; shorts&nbsp; of&nbsp; mine.

We hightailed&nbsp; it&nbsp; to&nbsp; the&nbsp; high school 5 blocks away. Just&nbsp; making&nbsp; it &nbsp; with &nbsp; few minutes &nbsp; to spare. Once&nbsp; more &nbsp; we&nbsp; find&nbsp; ourselves&nbsp; panting with&nbsp; the&nbsp; run of the&nbsp; 5 blocks&nbsp;

I heard&nbsp; Jessie&nbsp; call&nbsp; out&nbsp; to me as&nbsp; I&nbsp; sat down&nbsp; at a&nbsp; table&nbsp; with&nbsp; Alex&nbsp; joining&nbsp; me for the&nbsp; wait for the&nbsp; first bell.

"So&nbsp; I heard&nbsp; you&nbsp; broke&nbsp; Jonny's&nbsp; nose&nbsp; last night," She&nbsp; said&nbsp; as&nbsp; she pulled&nbsp; out a&nbsp; chair&nbsp; to&nbsp; sit.

"Yeah, I did, but&nbsp; he&nbsp; deserve it." I replied, as&nbsp; I&nbsp; petted&nbsp; Connor&nbsp; who&nbsp; was&nbsp; trying&nbsp; to&nbsp; get&nbsp; Jessie's&nbsp; attention for&nbsp; petting from&nbsp; her.

"Well&nbsp; he&nbsp; is&nbsp; a&nbsp; jerk, he&nbsp; tried&nbsp; to&nbsp; cop a&nbsp; feel when&nbsp; he&nbsp; and&nbsp; I were at the &nbsp; diner." A few&nbsp; days ago." She&nbsp; explained , having&nbsp; at&nbsp; some point &nbsp; pulled&nbsp; out&nbsp; her phone, and&nbsp; was&nbsp; showing&nbsp; Alex&nbsp; something&nbsp; on&nbsp; screen.

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The&nbsp; day &nbsp; flu bye until&nbsp; 4th period &nbsp; when&nbsp; I was&nbsp; changing&nbsp; out&nbsp; for&nbsp; gym, just&nbsp; about&nbsp; to&nbsp; pull&nbsp; up&nbsp; my&nbsp; shorts , when&nbsp; I&nbsp; heard&nbsp; Jonathan's&nbsp; deep voice&nbsp; and&nbsp; him&nbsp; walking&nbsp; towards&nbsp; where&nbsp; I was&nbsp; changing&nbsp; and&nbsp; Connor&nbsp; was&nbsp; sitting&nbsp; looking&nbsp; at&nbsp; me&nbsp; in&nbsp; half&nbsp; a undress state, like&nbsp; the&nbsp; peeping&nbsp; dog&nbsp; he was. A hand&nbsp; grabbed&nbsp; me&nbsp; by a&nbsp; shoulder&nbsp; and&nbsp; before&nbsp; I knew&nbsp; it&nbsp; was&nbsp; thrown&nbsp; against &nbsp; the&nbsp; nearest&nbsp; wall. The&nbsp; smell&nbsp; of the&nbsp; changing&nbsp; room&nbsp; getting&nbsp; stronger&nbsp; as&nbsp; my&nbsp; nose&nbsp; was&nbsp; rubbed&nbsp; into the&nbsp; wall,&nbsp; Jonathan ; holding&nbsp; me&nbsp; there&nbsp; with a elbow&nbsp; in&nbsp; my&nbsp; back.&nbsp; . Connor&nbsp; let out&nbsp; a&nbsp; yelp&nbsp; as&nbsp; he&nbsp; was&nbsp; kicked &nbsp; away&nbsp; hard, Jonathan's&nbsp; crew &nbsp; holding&nbsp; him&nbsp; by the &nbsp; collar&nbsp; unable&nbsp; to&nbsp; get&nbsp; to&nbsp; my&nbsp; side.

"Stupid&nbsp; dog, why&nbsp; don't&nbsp; you&nbsp; just &nbsp; die!"&nbsp; Jonathan&nbsp; shouted&nbsp; at &nbsp; Connor.

Another&nbsp; yelp&nbsp; &nbsp; was&nbsp; Connor's&nbsp; reply&nbsp; as&nbsp; the&nbsp; sound&nbsp; of&nbsp; kicks&nbsp; landed&nbsp; on&nbsp; Connor&nbsp; a few more&nbsp; times.&nbsp; Jonathan's&nbsp; two&nbsp; friends&nbsp; going&nbsp; after&nbsp; Connor&nbsp; as&nbsp; I&nbsp; was&nbsp; held&nbsp; back&nbsp; unable&nbsp; to&nbsp; help&nbsp; my&nbsp; partner.&nbsp; It&nbsp; seemed&nbsp; to&nbsp; go&nbsp; on forever, Connor's&nbsp; whines&nbsp; getting &nbsp; &nbsp; higher&nbsp; in&nbsp; pitch&nbsp; and&nbsp; then&nbsp; suddenly&nbsp; they&nbsp; stopped. Jonathan&nbsp; suddenly &nbsp; no&nbsp; longer&nbsp; holding&nbsp; me&nbsp; back as&nbsp; tears&nbsp; rolled&nbsp; down&nbsp; my&nbsp; cheeks. Though&nbsp; with&nbsp; him&nbsp; letting me&nbsp; go&nbsp; his&nbsp; fist&nbsp; met&nbsp; my&nbsp; nose, hearing&nbsp; it&nbsp; break&nbsp; under&nbsp; the&nbsp; weight&nbsp; of&nbsp; the &nbsp; punch. The&nbsp; blood&nbsp; flowing&nbsp; from &nbsp; my&nbsp; nose, as&nbsp; Jonathan&nbsp; came&nbsp; in&nbsp; for&nbsp; another blow , my&nbsp; arm&nbsp; going&nbsp; up&nbsp; for a&nbsp; block,&nbsp; his&nbsp; punch&nbsp; then&nbsp; landing&nbsp; in&nbsp; my&nbsp; stomach&nbsp; instead. Followed&nbsp; by&nbsp; a &nbsp; rapid&nbsp; set&nbsp; of a&nbsp; few more.&nbsp; spit &nbsp; and&nbsp; blood&nbsp; flu&nbsp; from my&nbsp; mouth as&nbsp; the&nbsp; onslaught continued, as&nbsp; Jonathan&nbsp; stopped&nbsp; and&nbsp; his&nbsp; crew&nbsp; took over&nbsp; the&nbsp; attacks.

James&nbsp; and&nbsp; Patrick taking&nbsp; turns&nbsp; on&nbsp; kicking&nbsp; me&nbsp; in the&nbsp; ribs, even&nbsp; going&nbsp; so far&nbsp; as&nbsp; to&nbsp; &nbsp; stump&nbsp; my&nbsp; balls&nbsp; in&nbsp; what&nbsp; felt&nbsp; like&nbsp; heavy&nbsp; boots. &nbsp;

I&nbsp; howled&nbsp; out&nbsp; in&nbsp; pain&nbsp; until&nbsp; the&nbsp; pain&nbsp; just&nbsp; disappeared.&nbsp;

I&nbsp; groaned&nbsp; out&nbsp; in&nbsp; weak&nbsp; breaths, rolling&nbsp; over&nbsp; to&nbsp; try&nbsp; and&nbsp; get&nbsp; my feet&nbsp; under&nbsp; me&nbsp; and&nbsp; get up, with&nbsp; &nbsp;

no&nbsp; success. Instead&nbsp; I reached&nbsp; out&nbsp; to&nbsp; try&nbsp; and&nbsp; find&nbsp; Connor , once&nbsp; again&nbsp; with&nbsp; no&nbsp; success. I&nbsp; settled&nbsp; back&nbsp; end&nbsp; laid&nbsp; there, hearing&nbsp; the&nbsp; sounds&nbsp; of&nbsp; the&nbsp; gym, the&nbsp; showers&nbsp; off&nbsp; in the, the&nbsp; background with the water running&nbsp; . Not&nbsp; really&nbsp; sure&nbsp; where&nbsp; I was, I&nbsp; reached&nbsp; down&nbsp; to my&nbsp; belt&nbsp; holster&nbsp; and&nbsp; pull out&nbsp; my&nbsp; iPhone, my&nbsp; fingers&nbsp; finding&nbsp; nothing. I did the&nbsp; same&nbsp; to&nbsp; find&nbsp; my&nbsp; apple&nbsp; watch&nbsp; and&nbsp; was&nbsp; going&nbsp; to&nbsp; ping&nbsp; my iPhone, with&nbsp; it&nbsp; gone&nbsp; also.

"Well&nbsp; shit , I'm&nbsp; just&nbsp; out&nbsp; of&nbsp; luck, what's&nbsp; next?"&nbsp; I thought&nbsp; to myself, I&nbsp; tried&nbsp; to&nbsp; get&nbsp; more&nbsp; comfortable, but&nbsp; every time&nbsp; I&nbsp; try&nbsp; to&nbsp; change&nbsp; positions&nbsp; , a&nbsp; pain just&nbsp; shot&nbsp; out&nbsp; from&nbsp; every where.

"Where&nbsp; am&nbsp; I ?" I&nbsp; asked&nbsp; myself, reaching&nbsp; out&nbsp; to&nbsp; try&nbsp; and&nbsp; run&nbsp; a&nbsp; fingertip&nbsp; or &nbsp; two&nbsp; along a&nbsp; wall&nbsp; for&nbsp; some&nbsp; bearings.&nbsp; Guess&nbsp; I&nbsp; could&nbsp; be&nbsp; in&nbsp; one&nbsp; of&nbsp; the &nbsp; utility rooms off&nbsp; in the&nbsp; back of the&nbsp; locker-rooms. As I&nbsp; drifted off&nbsp; back&nbsp; into&nbsp; darkness,&nbsp; thinking&nbsp; I had&nbsp; to find &nbsp;

&nbsp;Connor, knowing&nbsp; he&nbsp; was&nbsp; probably hurt&nbsp; just as bad as I was.

Once&nbsp; more&nbsp; I woke my head&nbsp; &nbsp; this&nbsp; time &nbsp; feeling&nbsp; a&nbsp; little&nbsp; clearer, , maybe&nbsp; I wasn't&nbsp; covered&nbsp; all in&nbsp; blood&nbsp; and&nbsp; god&nbsp; knows&nbsp; what else. I heard voices&nbsp; shouting , as&nbsp; loud&nbsp; as&nbsp; someone&nbsp; could&nbsp; shout&nbsp; in&nbsp; a &nbsp; locker room.&nbsp;

"Roe! R

oen Oliver!"&nbsp; I could&nbsp; make&nbsp; out&nbsp; the&nbsp; shouting&nbsp; voice&nbsp; of&nbsp; Mr. Davvson , his&nbsp; voice&nbsp; getting&nbsp; ever&nbsp; louder&nbsp; as&nbsp; he&nbsp; got&nbsp; closer&nbsp; to&nbsp; where&nbsp; I&nbsp; lay, not really&nbsp; wanting&nbsp; to&nbsp; move.

I swallowed and try to call out ,&nbsp;

"I'm&nbsp; in&nbsp; one&nbsp; of the&nbsp; utility rooms!" I&nbsp; called out my&nbsp; voice&nbsp; sounding&nbsp; horse&nbsp; to my&nbsp; own&nbsp; ears.

Finally&nbsp; the&nbsp; creaking&nbsp; of&nbsp; hinges filled&nbsp; the&nbsp; room&nbsp; I was&nbsp; in. Alex's&nbsp; voice&nbsp; meeting&nbsp; my&nbsp; ears, "Hey&nbsp; hun, looks&nbsp; like&nbsp; they&nbsp; did&nbsp; a number&nbsp; on&nbsp; you, we&nbsp; found&nbsp; Connor&nbsp; barking&nbsp; his&nbsp; head&nbsp; off&nbsp; at&nbsp; anyone&nbsp; who&nbsp; would&nbsp; listen." Alex&nbsp; said&nbsp; to me.&nbsp;

"Poor&nbsp; Connor, bet&nbsp; they&nbsp; did a&nbsp; number&nbsp; on&nbsp; him&nbsp; too." I replied, wincing at the pain in my&nbsp; ribs.

Alex&nbsp; was&nbsp; down&nbsp; on my&nbsp; level now, his&nbsp; fingertips&nbsp; touching&nbsp; gently&nbsp; at my&nbsp; body.&nbsp;

"Let&nbsp; me&nbsp; get&nbsp; Mr. Davvson, , and&nbsp; I can call EMTs."&nbsp;

"Yeah&nbsp; do that&nbsp; and&nbsp; call&nbsp; my&nbsp; parents&nbsp; at&nbsp; the&nbsp; clinic ." I&nbsp; said, finally&nbsp; relaxing&nbsp; at&nbsp; Alex's&nbsp; touch.

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