Come With Me

I had to see if Sean was okay. Although, I think I'm the last person he wants to see. I stood in the doorway for Lee's house. "Yeah, go right up. He may be grounded till he finishes high school at this rate." His dad joked. Mark was the type of dad that was proud of their son if they knocked the shit out of someone else.

"Lee... I was going to see Sean but, what's actually happening?" I pushed into Lee's bedroom to see him curled in a ball next to his bed. His headphones on and his head buried into his knees. I pulled the plug for his CD player out and stared at him. "Lee?"

He threw his headphones to the ground, thinking I was his mum or something. His eyes slowly meeting mines. "Ian!" He leaped up and threw his arms around me, and after the whole break-up... This was awkward. "Fucking Smith... I'd kill him if I had the chance." I frowned and pushed him onto his bed.

"What do you mean? What fucking happened?"

"Well, I kicked the living shit out of him. Turned out I battered him well and truly. I've been charged but assault but my dad's paying that off just now. I'm not getting put into young offenders jail thing, like the one Jocko was in for a year or so. But Jocko lost it completely, battering everyone he saw. This was just this once so..." Lee sighed and relaxed a little.

"You know when you said young offenders... In my head I added the words 'sex' in between those words." I grinned as Lee chucked a pillow at my face.

"Cheeky git!"

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I wasn't quite sure what to say the next time I saw Sean. He was banged up in the hospital for quite some time. I decided it was best I didn't go see him, y'know just in case he flips his shit again.

People are expecting me to take sides. They can shove a pipe up their asses and smoke it for all I care! I still like Sean, and I'm not going to fall out with my best friend for him practically beating my ex senseless. Lee's been allowed out now, but only if he's at mines or with me considering I'm the only person his mum and dad fully trust.
This has changed me.

I was quiet in class for the whole time Sean was in the hospital. I hardly ate, I stopped going to my after school sport classes and generally I felt shit. Like, this was all my fault. I shouldn't have told lee what happened...

I frantically knocked on his front door. His mum answered the door as her brightly lit face turned pale. "Oh god, Ian are you okay?"

"N-no. Where's Lee?" She pointed up the stairs and I ran as fast as I could to his room. Tears streaming down my face. I thought that telling someone what happened would make me feel better but no, ever heard of the phrase 'cry me a river'? That's exactly what I was fucking doing.

I fell forwards, slightly dizzy from running here so fast. "Holy crap! Ian!" Lee knelled down and helped to support me. "Let me guess, Smith?" He growled and wiped my face clear of tears.

"H-h-he screamed at me, and w-w-when I was leaving him and, and... Gav..." I cried even more. I was always the strong one out of people. Y'know the one that never cries at anything no matter what. People say that when the strong one snaps... Something's wrong.

I sat awkwardly in History. Sean still had a cast on his leg but his arms were much better. I sighed with relief that he looked better, after all it was my fault. I kept twitching and shaking. Not saying a word when spoken to. "Mr. Watkins can you explain why you're not answering my question?" Mr Sullivan crossed his arms and stared at me. I kept my head down as I felt everyone's eyes lock onto me. Even Sean's. "Well...?"

"I-I-I don't know..." This was the first time I've spoke in weeks. Everyone knew by now that I hadn't been eating, and generally I was just a mess. The whole stuff with my dad didn't get better either.

"Sir, I think you'd be better to leave Ian alone." Jocko leaned back on his chair, shouting out and gaining everyone's attention. I sighed and closed my eyes, Jocko's a life saver. Although, Sean's eyes still locked onto me.

"And why's that Luke?"

"Because how would you feel if loads of people thought you were a dick, you were starving yourself, not getting involved with any sports and having to put up with shit from your dad. How do y-"

"Jocko, fucking drop it!" I screamed into my hands, I felt a hand on my shoulder. I wasn't sure if it was Michael who sits behind me or... I turned to the side and Sean was rubbing my shoulder, he smiled and took his hand away again.

Why was Sean doing this?
I was basically a mess ever since I messed his life up.
Maybe he's just being nice...