The Boy Who Could Fly

Mike's POV~

We stayed like that for a while, just comfortably kissing. We sat on Tone's bed and cuddled a bit, not stopping our little make-out session. Nothing stopped it, until we heard the shutter sound of a phone camera go off. We both turned to look at the door.

Kellin, one of Vic's ironically homophobic friends that always picked on me, was standing there taking pictures of us. Tony hid his face in embarrassment. Though that hurt me a little bit, I knew it was because our whole college was extremely anti-gay. I was furious with Kellin, and I sprung up off of the bed and went after him. He looked alarmed at first, like a deer in the headlights, but that expression quickly turned to an evil smirk as he took off out of our apartment. I chased him for about four blocks, until he suddenly stopped. He turned to look at me, and laughed. "What's so fucking funny?!" I demanded.

"I just uploaded the pictures of you and your little boyfriend to the school's blog," he said coolly, still smirking.

Boyfriend. Boyfriend. The word replayed itself over and over again in my head. Was Tony my boyfriend now? I wondered. I made a mental note to ask him out later, and I honestly hoped he'd say yes.

"Miii-keyy?" Kellin mocked, removing me from my thoughts, and reminding me how pissed I was at him. "Kellin-fucking-Quinn you did not!" I half-screamed, wanting so badly for it to not be true. We were already bullied enough, but with those pictures out, I feared even my brother would turn on me, just to keep Kellin as his friend.

"Oh, but I did, you gay little fucker. You and little Mrs.Tony are done for," he grinned, putting emphasis on the 'Mrs.' That was it. This little bitch was gonna get it. I was done with his shit. He can insult me all he wants, but when he said something about Tony, that little asshole crossed the fucking line.

He must've seen something change in my posture, maybe it was my clenched fists, maybe it was the fiery hatred that burned in my eyes, but whatever it was, he saw it. And he was scared. He turned to run away, losing the smirk he'd worn the whole way there. My adrenaline kicked in, and I caught up to him in no time. I tackled him and started whaling on him. He got in one punch to my eye, but I didn't let him get anymore.

"Don't ever say anything like that about Tony EVER again you sick little bastard! I am done with your bullshit!" I screamed, still furiously throwing punches.

"MIKE NO! STOP IT!" I heard two familiar voices scream behind me. I stopped swinging and got up off of the bleeding and unconscious boy. I turned to see who had called my name. "Mike! What have you done?!" screamed Vic, while Jaime went to check Kellin's pulse to make sure he wasn't dead.

"Vic, he took pictures. H-he took pictures of T-Tony and I and posted t-them on the s-school blog. He c-called Tony a girl and I l-lost it." I gasped, suddenly realizing I was out of breath.
"What? So you nearly killed my best friend because he called you out for something that you are?!" Vic screamed, punching me in the arm. I knew it. I knew he'd take Kellin's side.

Jaime walked over to us and told Vic to calm down and take Kellin to the nurse on campus. Vic hit me one more time and then rushed over to Kellin. Jaime turned to me and I flinched, preparing for Jaime to take Vic and Kellin's side and scream at me. Instead, he calmly said, "Mike, it's okay. Don't worry. I'll walk you back to your dorm, okay?"

I slowly opened my eyes and Jaime pulled me into a hug. "I know how it feels, Vic gets so frustrated because he and I have to hide from Kellin, too. He will come around, he was just angry and confused, okay? Everything will be alright." He whispered. With that, he let go of me, and we walked back to mine and Tony's dorm.

The walk back was fairly silent, and we got there quickly, taking a few shortcuts. When I arrived, Jaime hugged me goodbye, and once again assured me that Vic would come around. I went into Tony's room, he was still on the bed, crying into his pillow. I noticed he had a few new cuts on his wrist. I sighed. He looked up at me and gasped. "What the hell happened to your eye?" he asked, and I remembered Kellin had hit me. "What the hell happened to your arm?" I asked, sadly.

We both knew the answers to the questions we had asked. And neither of us wanted to hear them.

Notes

Third chapter= DRAMAAAA! What do you think? Do you think Vic will continue to take Kellin's side, or will he stand up for his little brother? Feedback is greatly appreciated and I hope you guys enjoy this! :D

~Shayde (PierceTheVannaaa)~