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CHAPTER FOUR

MALAKAI

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The whole week has been so draining.

The best part about weekends for me is not about not going to school but also the fact that my parents are not around, they have to attend several church programs. Their absence is a symbol of peace and freedom. 

This time around, I am ecstatic that I won't have to see that lunatic.

A knock sounds on my door; I look up to see my brother; he enters my room, and I can't help but notice his flashy attire.

"You didn't come to school today," I say. 

"Why? Are you going to report to Dad? Not everyone can be a great son like you, perfect attendance, top of the class, I can't even compete with you, you are so annoying, you know that?"

How long has he been waiting to say these words to me?

I can't even blame him. Our father is the root cause. 

Skipping school isn't just the problem, I am more concerned about the friends he's been hanging around with lately, they smoke and drink, I'm afraid of Ezra being influenced, he's just sixteen. He doesn't believe it, but I do care about him.

"Don't blame me for last time, I didn't snitch to anyone, it isn't my fault that you left your business carelessly for Dad to see"

"Are you telling me that you are just better at not being caught? It makes me wonder the sort of things you do..."

I grow uncomfortable under Ezra's sudden interested stare. 

"You don't look like you have a single bad bone in you, You don't have a girlfriend either because I've never seen you even look in any girl's direction, so what secret are you hiding? "

"I don't hide things, If you're done, then get out of my room!" My heart is starting to race, I don't like being so carefully observed like this. 

"Seeing how skittish you are, are you really hiding something?... Can it be that you like boys instead? Are you gay?" 

"What?!" I scream.

Why would he even ask that?

"You're not even denying it."

"Hell no, I like girls, why the hell will I be gay? now get out!" I flare defensively and start to push him towards the door.

"Why did you get so aggressive? Anyway, I'm just here to tell you that I'll be attending John's party tonight, remember to lock the doors after me, and if our parents call, just tell them that I fell asleep." He starts to leave, but I stop him. 

"Why are you hanging out with those junkies again? They're violent and always in problem with the police, sooner or later, you'll get in trouble because of them!"

"I know my way around, and unlike you, I get to have fun and fuck some bitches."

I stare at him dumbfounded, I know I'm not a saint myself, but Ezra is still a kid! He shouldn't be saying words like this. Hell, he shouldn't be doing it. 

He leaves the room and I sigh frustratedly. If I try to stop him, he'll only get more stubborn, how do I even approach this issue?

Or maybe I'm overreacting? 

I'm still a virgin at Eighteen, and it gets embarrassing sometimes, especially when the boys share their experiences in the locker room. I always feel left out. I'm saving myself for Lana, she's the only one I want to do it with. 

I jump on my bed and land on my stomach. 

"Fuck!" I hiss at the sore sensation in my groin region. 

That lunatic had nearly broken my dick, how am I supposed to start a family with Lana if it stops working?

My hand slips beneath my underwear to touch my soft cock..

Is it even still working...? It's still painful. 

Maybe I should find out, at least just to be safe.

I ignore the soreness there and start to glide my fingers along my length. 

It's taking a while, but I still don't feel anything. 

My lips tighten in deeper concentration!

That bastard's face is all I can see. 

'How are you going to impress Lana with this...' His taunts replay loudly in my head.

Shut up!

'Or does it get bigger when you're aroused, But still... It's not enough for you to even use on anyone'

His mocking voice won't let me even get an erection!

Or is it damaged? I stare at my limp dick in dismay. 

No, I just need something to stimulate me and get rid of Pierce's voice in my head.

I wiggle to the side of my bed and open my drawer to pull out my newest treasure.

Lana's handkerchief. 

I press it hard against my nose and inhale deeply, the fragrance of her perfume still lingers. I start to Jerk off once again and try to imagine it is Lana's hands instead. 

I close my eyes, but it isn't Lana's face that comes to mind; all I can see is Pierce, Pierce ... And fucking Pierce!

His heated gaze when he had squeezed my dick. 

"Holy shit!" The curse slips from my mouth, I am erect now... And it's because of Pierce?

No way!

My brain and body are certainly malfunctioning; why will thinking about Pierce ever turn me on? I'm not gay, and even if I am, I deeply despise Pierce. 

I snatch my laptop open.

A picture of Lana is all I need.

I open my secret gallery and freeze. Panic and shock zips through my whole body.

Nothing.

It's all gone! 

All of Lana's pictures.

I sit up in disbelief, how did this happen? This laptop can only be accessed by me and there is no way I deleted it without knowing!

Is there some kind of error?

I'm still in a confused mess when my phone vibrates, startling me.

It is a message, and I don't recognize the number.

I click on it.

It is a picture of Lana

The most recent one that I'd taken.

How??

My dick turns soft, as I read the single word that ripples my whole body with panic.

    'PERVERT'

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