“Oh Woah! Ethan!” Amelia squealed looking at my half-naked body. “Damn! You look freaking hot,” she said seductively, her eyes on my tanned chest and abs, as she walked towards me. Sophia chuckled while Tony and Kevin smirked looking at me.
My eyes then met Nate's red teary ones. He was breathing heavily, leaning against the wall. He was looking at me as if asking me silently to save him. I felt my heart throb in pain seeing him like that. By then Amelia reached me and touched on my wet biceps. I yanked her hands away and she furrowed her eyebrows.
“It's not time for that, Amelia,” Kevin chirped.
“What are you guys doing here?” I asked.
“We came to see you,” Amelia whispered seductively. “Then what is this gay nerd doing here?” she asked, her tone changed from seductive to furious in just one second.
“He said he was your roommate and he is changing room. Is that true?” Tony asked.
“Yeah,” I replied. “He was my roommate. I asked him to change room. He agreed and he is packing his stuff. Why are you guys manhandling him?”
“Good that you agreed to move out,” Kevin said glaring back at Nate who shivered at his intense gaze. “Okay now get out! THIS INSTANT!” he shouted. Then he proceeded to again grab the poor boy's hair and push him out of the room.
“Hey, Kevin. Wait!” Tony said. “I didn't really have fun with him,”
“Oh you wanna have fun with him?” Kevin turned and asked.
“Yeah,” Tony nodded and took steps towards Nate. My heart was beating uncontrollably. Don't know what Tony is gonna do to him. Nate backed an inch to the wall, looking like a scared little mouse in the hands of five huge cats, me included.
Tony caged Nate in between his arms. Nate shivered uncontrollably. “I heard you are gay, aren't you?” he asked. Nate didn't reply but a tear rolled down his eyes. “Why don't you answer me?” Tony asked and slapped him on his cheeks. His face completely turned to one side from the impact of it. It was a really hard slap that would leave red mark on his face for a while. I winced while Amelia laughed, latching her dainty hands around my arm and leaning her body weight on me.
“Wh..what d..did I ever do to y..you all?” Nate asked holding his face in his hands. His gaze was down on the floor as tears rolled down his pink cheeks.
Amelia took her hands from my shoulder and barged towards him. “What you did, huh?” she asked standing in front of him furiously. “You stared at my Ethan!” she said and pulled him forward by his shirt before pushing him back, causing his head to hit on the wall with a thud. But this time he didn't cry or yelp.
Wait! Excuse me, what did she just say? My Ethan? Rage boiled inside my veins. “Stop!” I yelled. “Enough!” I said as they all looked at me in surprise. “He agreed to move out of this room. So leave him. Let him go,”
“We can't let him go easily like that,” Tony declared. “I really liked him and I decided one thing. He is going to be my personal maid from now on. He then grinned looking at the terrified boy. “You are going to do everything I say, right?” he asked Nate. The boy looked extremely petrified.
“Answer him before you receive one more slap,” Amelia said. He didn't answer anything but looked at me. “Why are you looking at him?” Amelia asked furiously, gripping his collar. He instantly broke eye contact with me.
“Please..leave me a..alone,” he whispered pathetically weak,”
“Why the hell are you always stammering?” Amelia asked.
“I-I've a.. s..speech problem,” he managed to say.
“Wonderful!” Amelia laughed out loud. “Wow! So you always stutter like this?” she asked laughing in his face.
“Y..yes,” he whimpered biting his lips. A tear again left his eyes.
“Oh Poor boy! Leave him Amelia,” Sophia cooed. “Sorry, we didn't know you were retarded,” she said laughing. Nate choked back his tears, biting hard on his bottom lips.
Well, let me take back the words I said earlier about Sophia. I was wrong. She is as much a bitch as Amelia. Maybe even more. She would be dead by now if she used that word to refer to my sister- I mean 'Retarded'. And If anyone ever treated my sister like this, I won't hesitate to beat them into a pulp.
“oh that's so sad. But he still didn't answer my question,” Tony said.
“Don't worry Tony. He is gonna be your maid,” Amelia cooed. “okay, what shall we first make him do?” she said pressing her finger on her lips as if thinking.
“I got an idea,” Kevin said and moved towards Nate. Now the three of them, Tony, Amelia and Kevin were standing circled in front of him. “Did you pack all your stuff?” he asked. Nate didn't reply.
“Whatever. Now go unpack our buddy’s stuff and arrange them inside the cupboards and shelves. Also make his bed before you get your shit out of this room,” he said.
“Woah! That's a good idea,” Amelia winked at Kevin. “Do what he said,” she told Nate whose gaze was on the floor.
“I won't!” Nate said looking up furiously. This time he didn't stammer. Then he yanked away Amelia's filthy hands from his shirt. Oh my God! He is so dead.
“Oh you suddenly grew some balls?” Amelia laughed before she threw a hard slap on Nate's face. Then Tony gripped on his hair and pulled him to the opposite wall. Nate screamed at the top of his lungs this time. My heart yelped.
Before Nate hit the wall, he somehow managed to squirm out of Tony's grip and pushed him with all his strength that Tony almost fell backward. He then ran towards the bathroom, quickly locking himself inside.
Tony barged furiously towards the bathroom. He was probably going to break the door. “Tony!” I shouted.
“What?” he asked furious, turning to me.
“You can't break that door. This is my room and I will be the one responsible to pay for the damage. I can't afford it and I don't want to go to the principal. So stop! Enough,” I sneered.
“Hmm..let's wait then. He would come out of the bathroom once, right?” Tony said.
“But we were about to go to the club,” Sofia reminded.
“Oh yeah, that's right,” Tony smirked looking at her. “Let's leave him for today,” he then hit on the bathroom door. “Don't think you escaped from us. You will come in my hands soon,”
“C'mon Ethan, get dressed quickly,” Amelia chirped.
“Didn't I tell you earlier, I am not coming?” I asked. I had already told them, I was not going when Amelia put forward the idea of going to the club while we were having lunch.
“I thought you would change your decision after seeing me like this,” Amelia said seductively, walking towards me, swaying her hips. “You still didn't change your decision?” she asked as I looked away.
“No, I am tired. I need to sleep,” I said. She pouted. I wanted to slap that bitch's face so badly. But I controlled myself.
“Amelia, you are wasting our time. Are you coming or staying with him?” Kevin asked.
“Hmm..okay. Let's go,” She said turning around. Good that she didn't think about staying here with me. I sighed in relief.
“Okay bye. We are going,” Tony said. “Don't let that stutter boy leave easily,”
“I know how to handle him,” I said. Tony nodded and walked out. The rest of the three exited behind him, closing the door shut. I again left a sigh and fell on the bed, feeling extremely guilty. I didn't do anything when they all slapped Nate and treated him like a worthless rag doll. I'm pathetic.
I waited a few minutes to see if Nate comes out of the bathroom. But there was no sign he was going to come out anytime soon. My clothes were inside the bathroom. So I walked to the door and knocked on it. “Nate, come out. They all left. You can pack your things and leave now,” I said. I didn't get any reply. But then I heard a faint sob and my heart twitched inside my chest. He is badly hurt. Maybe I should let him cry now. I walked back to my suitcase and took another pair of shirt and shorts, quickly getting dressed in them. After that, I started unpacking my stuff. It was almost 8 Pm when I finished arranging everything and made my bed. Nate has still not come out of the bathroom. I guess he should come out by now. That's enough time now. Maybe he isn't coming out because he is afraid I would do something to him. Or what if he did some not so funny business inside there? If something happens to him, I would be
Nate's POV I blink my eyelids thrice before slowly opening them to the morning sun rays peeking in through the creamy white curtains in the room, tickling my eyes. As I try to move a little, a heavy weight locks me back into place. Soon arms curl tightly around me with a small groan. I smile and close my eyes once again, enjoying the warmth of Alex's body against my back and his arms curled tightly around my waist, his hip and legs curved in the same angle as mine, pressing them against mine. Alex always holds me like this, providing me all the warmth I need. Without opening my eyes, I squirm and try to turn around. Alex loosens his hands a little, letting me turn around and place my head in the crook of his neck. Once I stop squirming after finding a comfortable position for my head in between Alex's neck and shoulder, he again tightens his hug. Being warm, inhaling Alex's fam
I look at Ethan once more before slowly sitting up and crawling out of the bed. I walk to the table and take my phone which was lying there. I unlock it and quickly goes to the gallery, searching for one of Alex's pic. I find a close-up pic of Alex and walk back to the bed just to once again compare Ethan's face with Alex's though I know there's no point in comparing him with my dead brother. It's just a coincidence that he looks somewhat like Alex and I shouldn't be this bothered. But I can't help but compare them. After looking back and forth at Ethan's face and Alex's pic, I decide to snap a few pics of Ethan. He is still sleeping peacefully so he won't know. Maybe I will show it to Anna and tell her about him. She would be as shocked as me. I slowly crawl on the bed without making any sound. I tap the camera icon and quickly snap five or six pics of Ethan's sleeping face from different angles. Then I sit there for some more time obse
Ethan's P.O.V The hour before lunch, history rolls around. I take my seat in the center of the second last row as none of the four jerks are with me during this hour to my greatest relief. But history is not a subject of my interest. So again I can't relax during this hour. And during my hours of interest like English and science, any one of those bitches will be there to annoy me. Amelia is the one whom I dread the most and she shares three classes with me. While I'm getting my books out, I notice Nate rush in through the doors. His eyes lock with me for a moment as he scurries to the back of the classroom. He nervously looks around me, probably to see whether my friends are with me and when he figures out I am alone, he takes his seat behind me. I don't turn around or look at Nate. Because the people in this class would be secretly watching me, especially girls and if they see any interaction be
Nate had already sat down at that empty desk. I saw him biting down on his bottom lip as he kept his gaze on the table. Maybe he saw us coming to him through the corner of his eyes. Soon Amelia slams her fist on his table. He shivers a little but doesn't lookup. “Didn't you hear us?” Amelia asks. Nate again doesn't reply or lookup. “Are you deaf too?” Tony asks. “No he isn't. He could hear us properly yesterday,” Kevin says. “Or did he go deaf after getting those blows from us?” he laughs. “No chance for that,” Amelia says. “Hey stammer boy, go buy us lunch and bring it to our table.” Nate finally looks up. “I don't have m..money,” he says. Tony chuckles looking at him. “Well we knew a scrawny kid like you have barely enough money to buy lunch for yourself,” he takes his wallet out of his pocket and throws some
" can I come in ? ", I ask him." Uhmm..okay.", he nods and moves from the door, letting me walk in." You didn't go to class after noon ?", I ask as it is strange he already reached here and changed his clothes. The bell had only rung a few minutes ago." No, I didn't. It t..took me some time to w..wash out all that sauce. And then I didn't feel like g..going.", he replied." Nate, I am sorry.", I said feeling guilty all over again." Then I g..guess, you will've to tell me s..sorry everyday.", he said. He is right. Probably I will have to tell him sorry every day. And there's no point in saying sorry after not trying to help him. Not only that I didn’t help him but also I stood along with those people who bullied him and laughed at him. " You can sit.", he says pointing at the two chairs. I nod and take a seat on one of the chairs while he goes and sits on his bed." You don't h
Nate’s POVI finally get up from my seat and slowly walk out of the Physics classroom. I look on either sides of the door and make sure there is not many people in the corridor before quickly stepping out and rushing down the plethora of stairs, not wanting to gain anyone's attention. The end of the day bell has rung almost ten minutes before. But I was sitting in the classroom waiting for everyone to leave.Yesterday also I did the same and I could safely reach my dorm without anyone calling me to them or bullying me on the way. I don't want to stutter in front of a group of people and humiliate myself or want to be in a situation like I was in last day.I stopped placing my books and things in the locker. Because you know, locker room is always the place were people like me gets bullied. So why invite bullies myself when I can avoid it ?And as soon as the lunch bell rings, I'd rush out of the campus and go to a
Ethan stands in front of me with a boyish smile, flashing his perfect white teeth. He is so tall, maybe 6'1 or 6'2. Because I am already 5'9 and he is taller than me. Alex was only 6 feet then.Ethan has a plastic bag hanging from his right hand while he has a notebook under his left arm pit and a blue pen tucked in his plane black shirt's pocket. His pale blue jeans aren't ripped."Hey", he says lowly." Hi. Come inside.", I say quickly stepping aside. I don't want anyone to see him here. He nods and walks in shutting the door behind.I follow him as he walks to my desk and places his book and the plastic bag on it. The bag I guess contains something to eat. Great if be brought me food. Because breakfast and lunch are the only food I have after coming here. I often feel hungry at night and when I feel hungry, I can't sleep." Were you about to go outside?", Ethan asks whilst walking to my bed and slumping himsel
Nate's POV Ethan has a proud smile on his lips as he looks at me from among the vast sea of graduates, sitting in front of me, wearing black robes and hats. Gavin, Grace, Milan and Dulce are beside Ethan and they also have wide smiles on their faces. I'm now standing on the dials of Westview's main auditorium, in front of the Mike, facing at least a three thousand people, including our principal, chief guests, staffs, my fellow graduates and their friends and family. And they are all looking at me confused as to why I suddenly paused my valedictorian speech without a proper conclusion. Yes, today I'm graduating from high school and I'm standing here on the stage, delivering a speech after becoming the Valedictorian of this year. Something I and all the others thought I would never be able to do. Or better something people made me think I would never be able to do. But today I proved to myself and to the other that it was a wrong conception. Of course I co
" Michael..", Ethan calls, shaking me by my shoulder as I almost drift into sleep. I open my eyes and see his face hovering over me. " Your parents are coming here evening. They want to have dinner with us.", he says. " Oh ! ", I gasp and shoot up from the bed, causing Eve to groan. I quickly give her a pillow to hug and slide out of the bed. " But they didn't tell me." " They were going to tell you when you handed me the phone.", he says. " Okay, so what are we d..doing ?", I ask. " They are planning for us to meet at some restaurant.", he says. " So after having dinner, they would r..return back ?", I ask. He nods. " So they are coming just for a dinner ? Why do they have to c..come now ? We had told them that we would come on v..vacation, right ?", I ask in surprise. " Yeah..but they want to see us now. They already booked ticket.", Ethan says scratching on his neck.
Nate's POV It's past 6 Am when Ethan pulls the car in through the gates of our house. We had started from hostel at 4, after our bit too courageous deed there. Ethan had been waiting for it since a long time and I too was waiting for him to do it to me. But he wouldn't ask me. So at last I decided to ask him on our birthday. I wanted our first time to be special and memorable and I'm damn sure this past night will remain in our memories forever. I know, If we got caught, we could have got dismissed from school without being able to write the last semester exams and it would have been a forever painful memory for both of us. But I knew no body would catch us as almost all the students had went home and only a very few were staying at hostel during study leave. And thankfully everyone in our nearby rooms had went home. Ethan pulls the car into the porch and unbuckles his seat belt whilst rubbing his sleep deprived eyes. He could only sle
My hands shook and my heart pounded away so hard in my chest that I thought I might perish right here and now from the simple sight of my angel lying naked underneath me on our small sweet bed in Dorm 69. This is the bed where we slept hugging each other tightly on the day we first met. I remember picking up a hyperventilating Michael from the bathroom that day and making him lie here on this bed. He was in a totally vulnerable state then. He was someone with a lot of fears and insecurities. But now he has changed a lot. He isn't that same boy anymore. As I looked at his gorgeous baby blue eyes and his equally gorgeous body, which he had given me to do whatever I wanted tonight, I felt my pulsing desire to make him fly to the highest reaches of heaven. I wanted to show him how desirable he was and how perfect he was to me and how hot he was. I watched fascinated as his slender body undulated underneath mine, his creamy skin flushed s
Ethan's POV Soft, cute, warm, nice, beautiful, comforting, baby blue, lovely, gorgeous these are a few of the many words that randomly pop into my mind as I lie back comfortably on the driver's seat with my head tilted a little to stare at Michael, lying beside me on the passenger seat, animatedly talking about his past birthdays, his baby blue eyes glowing beautifully under my car's dome light. " And then Ethan...I..", he pauses and tilts his head smiling at me. My heart melts on seeing his dimples and I stare at him awestruck. When he smiles at me like this I feel my entire being coming to a standstill. He then suddenly giggles, the most softest and cutest voice, which is like music to my ears. And the corners of his baby blue eyes crinkle making him look more cute. He simply takes my breathe away with those eyes and dimples of his. "Why are you looking at me like that ? " he asks, stopping his giggles as I keep on staring at h
4 Months and 2 weeks later Ethan's POV I feel uneasiness bubbling in the pit of my stomach as I park my car nearby Black Swan and unbuckle my seat belt. " What now Ethan ?", Michael asks me in a soft voice, unbuckling his own belt. " Baby, I feel sad...and also guilty.", I say. He sighs shaking his head. " I shouldn't have told you actually." " No..it's better you told.", I mumble, leaving a sigh. The thing is actually, tomorrow is June 7, our birthday. And currently it's Friday evening 4 : 35 Pm and we are in front of our usual cafe Black Swan. Gavin, Grace, Milan and Dulce are inside there and they are now gonna give me a small surprise birthday party. So to make things clear, none of them still knows Michael's birthday is also tomorrow. We haven't told them anything. The only people who knows we got switched at birth are Me, Michael, Michael's parents, his older sister and my Mot
" Really ? You don't know to r..ride a scooter.", Michael laughs looking at me whilst wearing the helmet. " I just haven't rode a scooter or motorcycle yet.", I say whilst patting on the leather seat of his Mom's scooter. She is now standing at the front doors along with his Dad, looking at us with a wide smile on her lips. " I thought I can r..ride sitting behind you. Now I've to give you a ride.", He laughs and climbs on the scooter, expertly pulling it out to the yard. " Okay, C'mon..climb on.", he squeals giving me a helmet. I take it and wear it before hoisting my legs over the scooter and mounting on the seat behind him. I don't know whether it was funny to watch me climbing on the scooter's back for the first time in my life, anyway both Michael's Dad and Mom laughs. Soon a growl escapes from the scooter's engine as Michael reach the handle bar and turn in slightly. " Mickey..ride slowly, okay ?", his Mom calls out as he revs up
Ethan's POV I feel like I just slept for five minutes when I wake up hearing knocks. And it's kinda dark inside the room. I take away Michael's arms and legs from my body and reach my hands to the switch board. He groans and buries his head into my chest as soon as I turn on the lights. Rubbing my eyes, I tilt my head to the left where a clock is sitting on the wall. It shows 5 : 50 Am. " Michael..get up. Your parents are knocking.", I whisper to him, shaking him slightly. He soon rolls around on his back and sits up rubbing his eyes. " Go, open the door.", I tell him. He nods, blinking his eyes twice or thrice, adjusting them to the lightening inside the room. Then he crawls out of the bed and walks to the doors, ruffling his hair while I quickly kick away the blanket from my feet and sits nicely on the edge. Like I expected, both his Dad and Mom are standing there as he opens the door. Both of them instantly turns their gazes to me and they look
Ethan finally pulls away and flips us over, making me lie on his chest. " Baby, are you still hiding something from me ?", he asks me, staring deep into my eyes with his beautiful brown orbs. I can't say 'No' or shake my head. " What are you still hiding, Michael ? Don't you trust me ?", he asks. " Yes..I trust you Ethan. M..my Dad and Mom knows I'm n..not their Son.", I let it out. He looks at me really surprised and I snuggle my head into the crook of his neck, letting out a whimper. He is silent for a few moments before his hands starts running slow soothing circles on my back. " How do you know baby ?", he asks. The gentle tone of his voice and his soothing hands doesn't help me keep the secret to myself. I practically let everything out.I start telling him about the blood group and he is surprised knowing there is such a thing. He tells me his Mom is also B+ve like him and his Dad is A+ve. So B+ve is possible for the