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In my semi-conscious state, I could hear the soft breathing coming from the boy quietly sleeping next to me. I slowly opened my eyes and saw the soft rise and fall of Lucas's bare chest, my blue blanket resting just below his waist. I looked at his slightly parted lips, the soft expression on his face reminded me of when he was drunk and slept on my lap that night of the party.

So much has happened since Friday night, Lucas has literally slept at my place for three days straight now.

What happened to us? We went from fighting nearly every time we saw each other to calmly having conversations and even having sex...

I was lying on my stomach, my arms under my pillow and my head facing to the left, I was still completely naked from last night's activities.

I decided I would go to the bathroom and take a shower, I had class in a little over an hour.

I moved to get up and the pain that seared through my back and butt had me cursing, "Shit!"

I fell back into the bed, groaning at the discomfort.

Lucas stirred next to me, slowly opening his eyes, "Ughhhh," he groaned loudly as he stretched, His arms moving above his head.

"Sorry did I wake you up?" I said, my face still buried in my pillow, unable to move due to the pain in my lower back.

"Huh? Yea I guess. It's fine though," He paused for a second, "Why are you lying like that?"

I didn't want to answer him, it's too embarrassing to just come out and say, oh it's just because last night you fucked me so hard my entire body hurts and moving literally feels like death.

"Oh y'know, I just find not being able to breathe because my face is shoved into a pillow super comfortable."

Lucas laughed, "So how do you feel, after last night?" He smirked. This asshole knew exactly what he did.

"Oh fuck off will you, Lucas!" I yelled.

"Oh hey, no need to get so mad. Does it hurt that badly?" Lucas asked, the concern lacing his voice caused me to turn and look him straight into his eyes, his extremely beautiful green eyes. "I made sure to prep you and everything..."

I turned my head away from him, "Yes, it hurts that much." I pouted, internally thinking to myself, it doesn't matter if you prepped me, with the size of your dick it would hurt no matter how many fingers you put in. "What the hell am I supposed to do, I have class."

"I'm sorry..." He looked like a kicked puppy.

"No, no. It's not your fault, I wanted it too." I sighed as I slowly moved to get off the bed, standing up for Lucas to see me in all my naked glory.

He moved to lie on his side, his eyes lit up once more, "Soooo..." He trailed off, "How was it?" He asked with his brows raised.

"I grabbed my pillow and chucked it at his face. He caught it and smiled, "Why are you acting so shy?" He smirked, "I've already seen it all," Lucas licked his lips, taking his bottom lip in between his teeth, "I already saw the faces you make when I thrust deep into you," I could feel my face getting hot, "The noises you make when my dick hits that spot, deep in you..."

I couldn't keep listening to him talk about last night, the more I think about it the more I feel little Kai thinking about it too. Before Lucas could say anything else that was dirty, I turned around, scratching the back of my neck awkwardly as I slowly limped my way into my bathroom.

I could hear Lucas laughing about my reaction even behind the closed door.

I turned on the water and waited for it to heat up. Once I stepped in I started washing myself, but as I moved to my backside, down below, I couldn't help but swear, and it wasn't just because of the pain.

"What the fuck!" I exclaimed staring at the blood on my fingers.

The fucking dipshit ripped my ass.

I hear Lucas knocking on the door, "Kai, what's wrong?"

He sounds so worried it makes me feel like I am one of the elderly people in commercials who slips in the shower and says "Help I've fallen and I can't get up." I'm sorry that was mean, but you get my point.

I got out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my waist, opening the door and shoving Lucas's shoulder as I moved past him to grab my clothes.

He was already dressed, he was wearing his own jeans since ours were different sizes, but since he hadn't gone home in several days and all his clothes were dirty. He was borrowing my underwear and one of my shirts.

He looked panicked as he watched me wince as I put my clothes on. I picked a pair of black jeans and a random white sweatshirt that was in my closet.

"What's wrong??" He asked, eyes wide, scanning my face for any indication of something.

I sighed, brushing a hand up through my dark brown hair, pushing it back. I didn't know how to word it so I fumbled, "Its, I... It's your fault." I ended up mumbling as I grabbed my phone from the floor next to my bed.

He looked completely confused.

This dense buffoon, "Do I really need to spell it out for you?"

"Sorry, I don't follow." Lucas tilted his head to the side.

I tried to stomp over to him, fast and hard in an attempt to conceal the limp that was oh so evident in every step. I grabbed the collar of his shirt, well technically it's my shirt, and I pulled him close to me, ever so slightly looking down.

I didn't know what to say, I knew I was mad but I also knew I shouldn't be since I could have stopped him anytime or told him to go slower.

I let go of his shirt, shoving him back as I puffed out an irritated breath of air.

I turned around trying to control myself and get a grip. I turned back around and pointed my hand at him.

In an accusatory tone, I said, "You," I stopped and took another deep breath, putting my hand back down.

"My ass." I deadpanned.

Lucas looked even more confused now than he did before, "What about your ass?" He questioned.

I looked him in the eyes and raised my eyebrows, "My ass, you ripped it."

I rubbed my face, "It was bleeding." I confessed. "What am I supposed to do, I have class and I can barely even walk.

Lucas thought for a second and then said, "You can always skip for a day. I mean I know you ditch all the time so what's one more day."

"No, I can't. I hit my max. Denquits said that if I miss one more class and don't have a doctor's note or something then my emancipation won't be valid and they'll put me back in some home, something about not being able to look after myself..."

Lucas furrowed his brows and gave me a questioning look, "Emancipation?"

I waved him off not bothering to explain nor give him a chance to ask unwanted questions.

He paused, taking his lip into his mouth, "I mean, I don't have a 1st period so I could go to the drugstore down the street and get some meds for you." He suggested.

"Meds?" I questioned.

"Yeah, you know... for your ass."

"For my ass?" I clearly didn't understand what he was getting at.

"Kai are you dense? I'm talking about hemorrhoid cream."

"Hemorrhoids??" My eyes were practically bulging out of my head.

I could see that Lucas wanted to laugh, but he held it in since it would be a little inappropriate given my asshole was literally bleeding.

"And what? Give it to me at school? For everyone to see?" I scoffed, "Hell no."

"Would you rather just be in pain and not take care of it? Just because you pretend it doesn't hurt doesn't mean it doesn't hurt. And even if you can deal with the pain," he paused and laughed while pointing at my legs, "and can somehow manage to make it look like you are limping, the bleeding isn't gonna stop unless you do something about it."

I clenched my jaw, how much more humiliating can this get. "Fine, but if anyone sees what it is, you're dead."

Lucas chuckled, "Sure, sure. Whatever you say, big guy."

"Hey!" I shouted, "Don't insult me, you know I'm a better fighter than you." I can't believe him, even after finding out I'm Furiae he still has the balls to act like this.

"Better? Sure I can admit that" Lucas smirked and came closer to me, he leaned into my ear and whispered, "you may be a little better than me with your fists, but don't forget about last night," He bit my ear, taking it into his mouth and biting the lobe. I let out a shaky breath. "Even if you can beat me with your fists, you were the one beneath me, screaming my name last night."

Lucas backed away, leaving me utterly speechless.

He grabbed his leather jacket and put it on, heading towards the door. He opened it a little bit and stopped. He bent over and picked up a piece of paper. Lucas started laughing uncontrollably.

I quickly limped over and ripped the paper out of his hands to see what was so funny. I was completely dumbfounded.

My entire face went red from embarrassment.

In all caps, the letter read,

I don't care if you're a homo but can you be quiet at night.

Some of us actually like to sleep and it's hard to do that

when you're screaming and your bed is hitting my wall ALL night

I looked down, slowly limping back inside as I crumpled the note and threw it in a trash can.

I glared at Lucas, "Never. Never speak of this."

I could see the tears practically rolling down Lucas's cheeks, "You think this is funny??"

Wiping the water coming out of his eyes and clutching his stomach from laughing so hard, "Yes this is pure comedic gold."

"Gold? You only say that because you don't live next to the man. I see him all the time!"

Still smiling, "Hey, at least he's not homophobic."

I rolled my eyes.

"I'll be on my way then. I'll grab the stuff for you HEmoRrOiDS, and I'll meet you at school," he paused, "babe."

I quickly took off my shoe and threw it at the door as Lucas swiftly made his escape laughing his ass off.

My morning has been so hectic.

I sighed. This is crazy. I just can't wrap my head around everything that's happened.

This weekend not only did I win the title of the best underground fighter in all of California, but I also discovered that I don't actually hate Lucas... and I'm gay.

And apparently I came out to my neighbor. Who would have thought the first person to find out is the single, middle-aged man who's probably lived in that room since before I was born.

I always thought I simply wasn't interested in girls because there were so many other things going on in my life that I was focused on. Plus I was always able to get off to porn when I needed too, so why would I question my sexuality.

But when I think back on all the times I watched porn, I was always more focused on the guy and what was below his pants, not the girl or how big her chest was.

I guess I'm done with questioning my sexuality. At least in my life I don't need to worry about my religious Korean parents rejecting me. So there's that.

I looked at my phone and ignored the countless texts and calls from Zayden and Jack. I pulled up Jack's contact and called him, "Hey man, you can give me a ride today right?"

From the other end of the phone, I could hear Zayden shout, "Yo jackass! Why didn't you answer your phone, it's been three days."

I could hear Jack telling Zayden to shut up, "Ignore him, Kai, he was just worried since you got stuck with Lucas. And yea I'm giving you a ride, I'm almost at your house already."

Damn, what great friends, I didn't even need to ask for a ride, he was already planning on giving me one.

I grabbed my backpack and headed out, locking my door behind me. When I walked out I could see Jack's truck in the parking lot. They looked like they were arguing over something, knowing them it was probably a debate on which girl was hotter.

I opened the door and climbed into the passenger's seat before either of them realized I was there.

When I opened the door Zay immediately moved his attention to me, "Kai! Who do you think is hotter? Avril Zimmer of Maya Heaf?"

Bingo, I was dead on.

I just shook my head, "Uhmm, Avril probably?" They were both super pretty, but Avril isn't as much of a bitch as Maya.

"Fuck yeah!" He shouted as he went to high-five me. "I told you, Jack, Avril is way hotter, have you seen her rack?"

"Well have you seen Maya's ass?" Zayden was a boobs guy and Jack was an ass kind of guy.

Zayden's ADHD kicked in and he changed the subject, turning to look at me, "Anyways, Kai, what the fuck happened?"

I knew he was talking about Lucas and after the party, "What are you talking about? Nothing happened."

Zay was a stuttering mess, there was so much he was trying to say but his mouth couldn't keep up with his slow brain, "S-so like, did you two fight after we left, or or did you beat him up while he was drunk and couldn't fight back?" Zay paused and looked down, "Wait no that'd be bad," he looked back up and placed a hand on my shoulder, "Kai," he started, "my dear, dear friend. You know that it's not good to beat up defenseless people. No matter how much you hate them, it's just wrong." Zay was nodding his head like he just said the wisest words any man has ever spoken, so proud of himself and his morals.

I slapped his hand off my shoulder, "Who do you think I am? We didn't fight."

Jack chimed in, "Okay so then what'd you do with him, I know most people had already left and Hannah doesn't give a fuck about other people problems."

"I got him an uber." I kept it simple. It technically wasn't a lie. I did get him an uber, that said uber just happened to go to my place.

"That's it?" Zay asked.

"Yes," I chuckled, "That's it. What did you expect me to do with him?"

"I don't know, leave him on the sidewalk, I mean you hate that asshole, I'm surprised you even bothered to get him an uber."

I did more than just get him an uber, I let him crash at my place for three nights. But they don't need to know that.

I'm not ashamed of being gay, and I don't think either of them are homophobic, I just need some time to get used to it myself.

When we finally got to school Zay and Jack quickly hopped out. I was hesitant, I still haven't figured out how to hide my limp. But after last night I don't think it's possible to hide it.

I slowly slid out of the seat and stood in place as I closed the door and threw my backpack on. Zay came around from the other side and threw his arm on my shoulder, bringing my head down with him due to his shorter stature.

I stumbled and limped back up. We started walking through the parking lot to go into our school but I was going at a noticeably slower pace than Jack and Zayden. Jack turned around and looked at me. I looked pitiful.

Zayden followed Jack's eyes and saw me wince every time I took a step.

Zayden ran back towards me, "Dude what's up with that limp, your walking exactly how Nicole Sheave walked after she tried anal with Jason."

I stopped in my place, how the fuck does he figure this shit out?

Zayden knew this was the perfect opportunity to tease me, "Awwww, did our Lil Kai finally lose his ass virginity? Or should I just say virginity since we both know you've never fucked anyone." He said, causing my eyes to go wide.

I knew he was talking about girls when he said I had never fucked anyone, but isn't it kind of scary how accurate he is without even knowing??

He then bent down and slapped my ass, "Ow! What the fuck?" I shouted.

Zayden had moved back up to where Jack was watching. They both burst out in laughter as we continued to walk inside.

"Chill Kai," Jack told me, "He's just kidding. But seriously, why are you walking like that?"

I grumbled, "None of your business."

"Yes, you don't need to be so uptight, we know you're not into dudes. That'd be nasty." I stopped in my tracks at Zay's words.

Jack noticed and gave me a weird look, "What's up with you, you're acting weird today."

I cleared my throat, "N-nothing. I'm fine." I said, clenching my jaw.

Shit... is Zay homophobic? We've never talked about this stuff with each other before so I just thought...

As I was limping through the halls I couldn't help but stare at the ground, suddenly finding that and more interesting than my friends. I could hear the people around me talking about my really bad limp, but thankfully they all seemed to think it was simply from another fight.

We were all in different classes 1st period so I parted from my friends and headed towards my AP Calc class, yes I'm not completely stupid. Even though I skip school and get into fights all the time I'm still pretty smart.

I slowly sat in the chair at my desk in the back of the classroom, trying to ignore the discomfort I felt. I spent the entire class period completely lost in thought. I should be focusing on my goal, but instead, I was distracted because of a stupid boy and my stupid homophobic best friend.

After class was over I groaned as I got up and headed towards my locker, taking out my math textbook and putting it in since I wouldn't need it until Wednesday when I have Calc again.

I was completely distracted, unaware of anyone in my surroundings until I felt Lucas come up next to me.

"Hey," he said nonchalantly, leaning against the lockers next to mine.

I looked all around me to see if anyone was watching. It seemed as if no one had noticed but then I saw Jack and Zayden walking up. They both paused and stopped talking when they saw me with Lucas. They were still a good distance away so they wouldn't be able to hear us.

I looked away from them and back to Lucas, "Did you bring it?" I asked. At this point, I was desperate for at least a little relief.

"Yea," he held up a small brown paper bag, "There are instructions on the box inside."

I quickly snatched it and shoved it into my backpack. And glared at him, "Next time it's your ass on the line."

He smirked, "Next time? So you're saying you want to have sex again?"

I rolled my eyes as Lucas said, "Sure, next time you can do me."

I wasn't sure what to say, I had just admitted that I wanted to have sex with him again.

"Thanks for this," I gave him a small, slightly awkward smile.

"Sure, feel better," Lucas said as he glanced at my friends. He patted my shoulder and walked away.

My friends started walking towards me, but I was in a rush. As they came close to me Zayden aggressively asked, "What the hell was that? What did he give you?"

"Nothing," I brushed him off. I looked towards Jack who didn't seem as angry at the encounter, "Imma go to the bathroom, I'll meet you two in class yea?"

"Sure man," Jack said, giving me a look that says the fuck is up with him.

I could hear Zay saying to Jack as I walked away, "Why's he being so secretive all of a sudden?"

"I don't know man."

I rushed into the bathroom and went into the big stall, opening the bag, and looking at the box.

I pulled down my pants and sat on the toilet, putting some ointment on my finger and rubbing it around the rim of my hole. It stung.