"This is a computer skill class not a playground Shawn. Please focus on your computer screen and get your project done."

I typed lazily on my own keyboard and rolled my eyes when I heard Mrs. Feren's naggy voice scolding Shawn again.

It seemed to always be the same thing everyday with the guy. Shawn would annoy the people around him and refuse to do his own work.

This was why I always arrived to class early just so I wouldn't be stuck sitting next to him. Not only was he annoying but his mouth reeked of cigarettes.

Shawn was actually attractive with his hazel eyes and spiked up black hair but his personality seemed to ruin that.

"I was doing my work!" Shawn talked back to the teacher like he wasn't on his phone just five seconds ago.

Mrs. Fern placed her hands on her wide hips and gave Shawn a disapproving stare. Some students ignored their interaction while others giggled at Shawn's actions.

"Please just do your work Shawn and we won't have problems." Mrs. Fern responded and sat back down on her chair.

I glanced back at my worn out book and read the instructions on how to properly use the programs on the computer.

"I swear Shawn just craves attention. He needs to grow up man." the kid next to me mumbled.

I looked at him and recognized the guy as Juan. During lunch he's always sitting with other students that seemed to be gang related.

He wore a long white shirt with baggy black pants. He had a golden chain hanging from his neck but it looked fake.

Juan had some faded scars on the side of his face and made me question how he got them. The group he hangs out with is known for fighting students from another school that are also gang related.

"What the hell are you staring at faggot? Got a problem?" Juan's rough voice brought me out of my thoughts.

I ignored his rude comment and instead focused back on my work.

My phone then vibrated causing me to quickly take it out of my pocket once I checked the teacher was busy doing something on her computer.

Probably watching cat videos again.

I looked at the text message on my phone and smiled when Royce's named popped up.

'Sneak out of class and meet me in the restroom.'

I nibbled on my bottom lip and didn't know if that was a good decision. I had to finish this project by today and it was worth 30 points.

But then again...I really wanted to kiss Royce...so with that in mind I texted back a quick 'Okay' and put my phone back in my pocket.

I fixed my hair a bit then got up from my chair. I walked through the small pathway of computer stations and didn't miss the disgusting look I got from Shawn as he played games on his phone.

I told the teacher I was going to the restroom and received a nod before I left the classroom.

A couple of students passed by me as I made my way to the boys restroom and I felt sort of guilty when they talked about their school work.

They were doing the right thing while I was sneaking out of my class to make out with my step-brother...

However, that guilty feeling quickly vanished when I saw Royce leaning against the row of lockers next to the boys restroom. His jaw was tense and he looked upset but he still managed to look handsome as ever.

Once I was finally standing in front of him I was dragged into the restroom and into a stall without a word between us.

Royce picked me up and pinned me against the side of the stall. I wrapped my legs around his waist as my arms did the same with his neck.

His mouth was so close to mine which made me crave his kisses even more. Royce didn't break eye contact as he gave me a gentle eskimo kiss causing me to smile at his sweet action.

He then lightly pressed his lips on mine but only for a couple of seconds.

"Stop teasing me.." I whined out.

Royce smirked and shrugged, "I don't know what you're talking about." he replied and continued to lightly run his lips on my neck but not putting enough pressure to be considered a kiss.

His actions were making me horny and I hated it. I rubbed my lower half on Royce to get some type of relief but instead received a smack on my bottom like a child.

"Did I say you could move?" Royce's hot breath whispered in my ear followed by a not so gentle bite to my earlobe.

Royce unzipped my jeans and sticked his hand into my underwear and grabbed my needy cock. He moved his hand painfully slow causing me to place my head on his shouder.

I inhaled his strong cologne and felt like I was about to melt with how much pleasure I was feeling at the moment. Just knowing it was Royce jerking me off excited me even more.

"You can't cum until I say so." Royce seriously instructed, making me whine in protest.

My legs were already shaking from wanting to cum in Royce's soft hand. I couldn't help but bite down on his shoulder as his hand tightened around my leaking cock.

"Royce...please..." I begged and could feel the familiar sensation on my lower abdomen.

"Let me think about it." Royce taunted as his hand continued to slowly jerk me off.

It wasn't fair that he got to be the only one to tease so I licked my lips then started to suck a hickey on his neck.

Royce froze for a second but then chuckled as if knowing what I was trying to do.

I bit down harder on his neck and remembered he couldn't feel pain so it encouraged me to leave as many marks as I could on him.

It distracted me for a moment but Royce being the jerk he was started to rub his thumb on the tip of my cock.

I moaned in desperation and just wanted to cum so bad it hurt.

"I can't hold it in anymore!" I groaned and came hard without caring about anything else but the pleasure that my whole body felt.

A content smile formed on my face as I sighed in relief.

I was then dropped to the floor but was caught by Royce before landing too hard.

He looked upset as he grabbed toilet paper and wiped his hand along with a stain on his jeans.

I stood up and cleaned myself off as well. There was an uncomfortable silence between us as I fixed my jeans.

"Are you done?" Royce questioned with no emotion in his voice.

A frown took over my face at his change of attitude. I felt guilty for not listening to him but I couldn't hold it in anymore..

We walked out of the bathroom stall and washed our hands before fixing ourselves one last time in the mirror.

Royce examined his neck and didn't seem to pleased with my marks. He groaned and combed his hair back with water.

He was now ignoring me which made me feel like he wanted to be left alone.

"I have to go back to class so I'll see you at home." I told him and walked to the door.

"Not tonight." I heard his reply causing me to pause and turn around.

"What do you mean? Where are you going?" I asked a bit curious.

Royce didn't stare back at me and instead tried his best to hide his hickeys with the collar of his shirt.

"Don't worry about it." he simply replied making me roll my eyes.

"Fine." I replied and left without saying another word to him.

I walked back to class and got a strange look from Mrs. Feren but she didn'tquestion why I was gone for so long.

I sighed in frustration once I sat back down on my chair. I quickly finished the rest of my work then decided to watch funny videos until class was dismissed.

Juan wasn't even half finished with his work but he was more interested at looking at the half naked girl on his phone screen.

There was only ten minutes left of class and I felt the need to talk to Royce. I wanted to know where he was going. I didn't want him to go out drinking again.

It was obvious Royce had a drinking problem so it really worried me.

I got up from my seat to hand my work to the teacher once it printed out but I lightly bumped into another student.

"Sorry." I apologized and didn't recognize the guy.

He wasn't in our class but then again a lot of students from different classes came here to print out things.

"It's cool." he mumbled without really looking at me and continued to walk to the direction I just came from.

He was acting strange so I stopped and watched his actions. He walked towards Juan and before I could comprehend what was happening I heard a bottle break.

The guy broke a glass bottle on Juan's head and started to beat him with it. Blood splattered everywhere as Juan tried to fight back.

I was shocked at what I was witnessing as some female students started to scream in horror. The teacher was so frightened she didn't know what to do as she called security.

Hearing the screams, the next door teacher rushed over and saw the bloody scene. He tried to get Juan off the guy who attacked him while a security guard quickly grabbed a hold of the other one.

Juan's head was badly injured as blood quickly rushed down the side of his face while the other student seemed to have gotten stabbed as well.

We were escorted out the class as teachers and more security guards arrived. The floor was now covered in dark blood and made me feel sick to my stomach.

I took out my phone and dialed Pablo's number. He picked up on the third ring and agreed to pick me up.

I left school without looking back and just needed to leave.

"Hey, why is there cops rushing into your school?" Pablo questioned as he started to drive.

"I don't know." I lied, not wanting to talk about it.

I placed my head on the window and closed my eyes just wanting to be held by Royce...

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...

I quietly ate my breakfast and was glad it was Saturday. My mom looked at me with concern as she gave Mark his plate of pancakes.

"I heard what happened at school yesterday. Just horrible that you had to witness that bloody mess." my mom told me with a frown.

I shrugged not wanting to talk about it and got a gentle pat on my back from Mark. "This is why you don't join gangs, Chris. Those kids either end up in prison or in this case dead." he said.

The fact that Juan ended up dying from his head injuries made me feel depressed. I felt bad for his parents and family.

"Royce, come get some breakfast before you leave." my mom stated with a smile.

I didn't bother to glance at Royce and instead took one last bite of my pancake. "I'm done." I told my mom before getting up to leave.

I passed by Royce and wasn't surprised to see him shirtless with only gym shorts on.

I went to my room and hated that the images and screams were still replaying in my head. Tears formed in my eyes when I realized I could of saved Juan from his violent attack.

"Chris? Honey are you okay?" my mom asked outside my door.

I wiped my eyes and cleared my throat before replying. "I'm fine, just doing some homework." I lied.

"Okay, I'm going to the grocery store with Mark do you want anything?" she questioned.

"No, I'm fine." I replied, just wanting her to leave.

There was a silence until she finally spoke up again. "If you need anything just call me, okay?" she stated quietly and I knew we weren't talking about groceries anymore..

"Okay.." I replied.

My mom then left leaving me alone in my room once more. I don't know why I felt like hiding in my closet but something about the darkness sounded nice.

I closed the door and went to sit in the corner. It felt calm and quiet as I embraced the dark.

Sometimes I just needed to be left alone with my thoughts and away from reality.

Then all of a sudden the closet door opened and Royce entered like it was normal for me to be hiding in a closet.

I could barely see him but I did feel him sit next to me.

"How did you know I was here?" I questioned.

Royce chuckled and took off his jacket. I thought he was going somewhere but I guess his plans changed.

"You think you're the only one who hides in a closet when life gets tough?" he questioned back with amusement in his voice.

I stayed silent.

"Sometimes you have to see ugly things in the world just so you can appreciate the beautiful ones." Royce's soft words spoke like he understood what I was feeling.

I was stunned with his wise words and could only imagine the horrible things Royce has seen in his life.

Not being able to feel pain could be seen as a blessing but with Royce it seemed like a curse he hated.

I remember him saying he couldn't cry and I wondered if it was true.

"Why can't you cry?" I questioned.

Royce adjusted himself in his spot and fixed his hair but didn't say anything.

"Because I don't want to." he finally replied.

I grabbed his hand and caressed his knuckles before gently kissing them. Who knows how many times Royce has used his fear and sadness against somebody else.

Royce sighed and without warning kissed my lips. It was such a passionate kiss it caught me off guard.

The last time I felt him kiss me like this was when we made love in my room.

He backed away a little then pressed another kiss on the corner of my mouth. Then he whispered something in my ear that broke my heart...

'If I cry my eyes will bleed in pain...'