Destroy Me Gently:Ex-Enemy Becomes My Lover! Chapter 10: In the closet!

Chapter Ten

Oliver West

I splashed water over my face. My reflection in the mirror opposite was a ss. My eyes were red and swollen, the tip of my nose red.

I decided to stay inside the bathroom. When everybody was gone, then I’d just quietly leave.

It wasn’t the first ti he had hurt . It surely won’t be the last. But he had never called that before.

A murderer.

I felt a vibration from my pants pocket. I carefully slid my cellphone out.

Five missed calls, also about eight text ssages.

Where are you?

Are you alright? Call .

Have you gone ho? Why don’t you reply? All were from William.

I took a deep breath. The breath that ca out was shaky.

I didn’t want to speak to anyone. He was worried about , but I was beginning to think if I even deserved half of everything he gave .

He was handso. Smart. Popular. His parents were rich. Why does he even hang out with a loser like anyway?

The boy that Kieran Morrison hates. The boy responsible for his only sister’s death.

He has every right to hate . To hurt . I should be used to his hate, never to expect any kindness from him. Only I wasn’t.

I usually wasn’t a crybaby, no. I could pretty much defend myself against others. But not him.

Because it was all my fault. The scar and hurt would forever remain with .

A sad sound escaped my mouth as I thought about how naive and stupid I was... A part of had even held onto that tiny hope that if he had saved , then maybe he didn’t really hate .

But he had crushed that hope completely.

How did I ever even imagine that he had returned back for ?

The sounds of students leaving had died down. Their noises sounded from far away.

I let out a sigh. Only then did I put my hand on the door handle. I twisted it open and walked into the hallway.

It was completely empty.

I started to make my way outside when I heard a sound. I paused in my tracks. It seed to be coming from the direction of the janitor’s closet.

Was there soone still in there?

The first thing that ca to my mind was what if they were trapped. Images of when Kieran had locked up in there flashed through my mind.

Without thinking twice, I hurried towards it. I pushed it open with all my strength and it opened so easily.

I paused where I stood. My heart threatened to jump out of my throat. What had I gotten myself into?

I stared wide-eyed at the sight before .

It was Heath.

He was standing very close to a skinny guy with huge glasses, even bigger than mine.

Matt. I recognized him from biology.

They stood so close together. The buttons of their shirts were open, both their hair ssed up.

I’m sure my eyes were huge. It wouldn’t take even a blind person to guess what they had been doing.

They stared at without speaking.

I suddenly got control of my feet.

"I’m s-sorry," I stuttered out the apology and ran outside.

Heath was gay?

Wasn’t he dating Hailey the assistant cheerleader?

A yelp escaped my mouth when a hand suddenly grabbed my shoulders. I was turned around to face him. One of his hands ran through his hair as he glared down at .

"I... didn’t see anything... I... s-swear!" My lie sounded weak even to my ears, but hey, I couldn’t think of anything better. Not with the way he looked like he wanted to kill for stumbling upon a deadly secret.

"You can’t tell anyone what you saw!" he said through clenched teeth. His gaze looked around for any possible person listening to us. He looked so tense. Worried and frustrated.

Does this an that Kieran and the rest of his popular friends don’t know about his sexuality?

I wonder what was so wrong that he had to hide it.

"Did you get what I just said!" he said again, only the glare he had on had eased just a bit.

I forced myself to smile. I only hoped it looked friendly and trustworthy, because I was sure he wouldn’t hesitate to join Kieran to completely ruin my life if the news about him kissing Matt got out.

"I don’t see anything wrong with it, but if you don’t want to say, I’ll keep my mouth shut... Promise!" I said the last part cheerfully, automatically extending my pinky finger towards him.

He stared at it for a mont, then back at . I blushed hard in embarrassnt. It was a childhood habit, and I never grew out of it.

He studied my expression. I guess he was trying to find out if I would do as I had said. I didn’t expect his next question.

"You really don’t find it weird that I... I’m... Uh..."

"Gay?" I supplied.

He nodded twice, only after taking another careful glance around.

"Why would it be weird? It’s no one else’s business what you decide with your life. Not mine. Not anybody. Just yours." I paused, then added quietly, "Trust , I know how it feels."

His tense shoulders relaxed, also the grip he had on my shoulders.

"Right... I forgot. You’re pretty open about it." He looked confused for a mont. "Why are you promising to keep it secret?

Well, you just threatened ?

"Because everyone’s journey is different," I said simply. "Just because I’m comfortable being out doesn’t an you have to be. That’s your choice to make, not mine."

A look of surprise crossed his face, followed by sothing that looked like relief.

"Sadly not everyone will accept that knowledge so easily as you just did... I never knew you could be so understanding, shorty legs," he spoke the last part with a playful grin on his lips.

It made him look boyish and really handso.

For the first ti, his use of that word didn’t upset . I found myself grinning in return.

"I’ll see ya around," he spoke and began to walk away.

A sigh escaped my mouth. I should go ho too, and also reply to William’s ssages.

"Shorty legs?" I heard him call again. I rolled my eyes as I turned around to face him.

"What? I wonder if you know I have a na, and it’s OLIVER," I spelled out, saying each word clearly.

"Thank you," he mouthed. With that he was off.

A full smile ford on my lips as I stared after him. Was William right after all? Maybe... just maybe the people around Kieran weren’t all as dangerous as I had thought.

Would I be right to think that I just made a friend?

But as I walked ho, another thought crept into my mind. Heath had looked so scared, so worried about people finding out. It made realize how lucky I was that my coming out had been relatively easy. Sure, I got so comnts and jokes, but nothing like what Heath seed to be afraid of.

Watching Heath’s fear made understand that not everyone had it as easy as I did.