CHAPTER 105: HIS TORMENT II

Chapter ONE HUNDRED AND FIVE

**OLIVER WEST**

The first thing I’d done when I’d gotten to school was hunt down William like a man possessed.

"I need help!" I’d grabbed his arm, probably leaving bruises as I’d dragged him toward an empty classroom. "Kieran is driving me completely insane!"

"What did he do now?" William had looked genuinely concerned as I’d shoved him through the door.

"Please tell me he didn’t actually murder Xander."

Xander?

That’s right, these days, I’d practically forgotten about the guy who was supposed to come tutor me tomorrow.

I couldn’t believe that it was already Friday. And yes, it was Kieran’s fault, even the days are running faster now!

"It’s worse than that!" I dropped to my knees in front of William like he was some kind of wise guru who held the secrets to surviving psychotic boyfriends.

"He’s... he’s... William, you have to help me!"

William stared down at me like I’d completely lost my mind and maybe I had.

"Don’t look at me like that, give me ideas, Kieran keeps saying things!" I wailed, still on my knees and grabbing onto his legs.

"I’m going to fall because of you!" William yelped, struggling to break free, but I didn’t let him go. He was my only hope at this point.

" Kieran keeps haunting me, he keeps saying terrible, awful things, I’m dying!" I cried.

William regarded me for a moment, and then he sighed while patting my head as though I was a prodigal disciple who had found his way home.

"What kind of things? Tell me everything, you must not leave anything out!" He warned.

I’d opened my mouth, then closed it. How was I supposed to explain without mentioning all the... touching... that had been happening?

Some details were too mortifying to share, even with your best friend.

"Don’t tell me you’ve already had sex with him!" William’s voice had gone up three octaves and I winced, stumbling to my feet to hold a palm over his mouth.

Couldn’t he see the other students outside?!

My gaze darted to the window, and then the door, half-expecting Raya to jump out at any moment.

"Oliver, I warned you about this! I specifically told you not to give it away easily!" William’s yell was muffled against my palm.

"Easy for you to say!" I shot back and then pinned him with a look, "And you’re totally contradicting yourself! Didn’t you tell me to cling onto him since I have no hope of a future through academics? How else am I supposed to cling if not through... through..."

"OH MY GOD, SO YOU HAVE DONE IT?!" William pushed away from my palm to shriek, his face cycling through horror, curiosity, and what looked like sympathy or maybe suspicion.

"I knew it, you were walking funny this morning!"

It was my turn to gawk at him, "I was walking normal! I can tell my mom to call our doctor to prescribe a pair of glasses for you!"

"No, thanks," William grumbled, but his eyes were still shrouded with suspicion.

"Seriously, we haven’t progressed to that! But he keeps counting down!" I said urgently again.

"Counting down to what?"

Once again, I couldn’t let out the words without my tongue feeling as though it was being fried in hot oil.

"Our... our... special day!"

William’s expression softened and he looked almost dreamy "Your anniversary? That’s actually kind of sweet..."

"NOT THAT KIND OF SPECIAL DAY, SILLY!" I nearly hit his head. " Kieran and I haven’t even been together long enough to have an anniversary!"

"Then what do you mean? Whatever it is, if you’re not ready for it, just tell him so," William said, like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

If only handling Kieran was this easy.

"I can’t do that."

"Why not?"

"Because..." I fidgeted with my bag strap. "Because I owe him a favor if I don’t go through with it."

The suspicion returned instantly to William’s eyes. "What kind of favor?" He asked.

I didn’t respond.

"Oliver, you’re turning purple. If you can’t tell me what the favor is, then I can only give you generic advice." William patted my shoulder awkwardly. "I hear stretching helps..."

"WILLIAM!"

He’d held up his hands in surrender. "Fine, fine! But if you can’t tell me the specifics, I can’t really help you."

I’d taken a deep breath, gathered what was left of my dignity, and mumbled, "It might involve using my mouth for... non-talking activities."

The look of absolute laughter on William’s face made me instantly regret telling him. The next questions were even more embarrassing.

"Well, that’s... that’s definitely a favor. Since you are returning the favor, it means Kieran must have done it to you?"

"NO!"

"Yeah, right, you aren’t fooling anyone, tell me, was he any good at it?"

"Aaaargggh, Noooooo! DON’T ASK!"

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William hadn’t been any useful, how could he laugh when his best friend was dying slowly?

Another sigh left my lips, maybe I should go back and stay with Mom and Pumpkin?

Should I?

I was lost in thoughts, one second the hallway had been empty, the next I’d found myself pressed against a row of lockers with Kieran’s arms caging me in.

"Miss me?" He asked, leaning down to press a soft kiss to my neck that had made my knees go weak.

"Someone might see!" I’d hissed, looking around frantically for teachers or students who might witness my complete meltdown.

"Then they’ll know you’re mine," Kieran said simply, like that was supposed to make me feel better instead of more panicked.

"Kieran..."

"Since you have tutoring tomorrow," He continued, his lips still dangerously close to my neck, "we should relax tonight. How about a movie?"

The way he’d said "relax" had made it clear that relaxation was the last thing on his mind.

A movie?

Now, back in the bathroom staring at my disaster of a reflection and the tickets in my hand, I considered my options.

Option one: Fake my own death and assume a new identity in a country that had never heard of birthdays.

Option two: Beg Mom to let me stay with them, but I doubted that would work.

Option three: Actually go through with it. I mean, how difficult could sex be? Maybe I was just frightened for nothing.

Option four: That favor, maybe giving a blowjob wouldn’t be...

No,no, no, I couldn’t be considering it!!

Kieran’s dick should stay in his pants!!!

I splashed cold water on my face and tried to make my hair look better, I could see the bathroom door opening behind me.

"You ready, Ollie?" Kieran poked his head inside, he was already dressed perfectly clean while I still looked like a wet kitten.

What a date it was going to be.

God help me.