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Written by: Nicky Smith Edited by: JD Kaster
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN: UNFINISHED BUSINESS
TREY'S POV
Thanksgiving was in a few days and I for one was finally happy. After the craziness of the last few weeks, it was time for some down time. I was currently in my room finishing packing my bag to head home. Miriam was sitting on Drake's bed looking his stuff with a stank look on her face.
"You know, you could just get up off his bed if you don't wanna be over there," I said with a teasing smile.
"Kiss off," she said as she flipped me off. I acted shocked by it even though I wasn't really. I was a bit surprised though that mousey little Miriam of yesterday was now a total looker and able to out snark Liberty at times.
"Love you too," I said sweetly before I went back to looking over what I wanted to pack.
"Listen, I'm gonna need to catch a ride with you," Miriam said after picking up Drake's pillow by the corner with only her thumb and middle finger like it had cooties on it and tossing it up against the head of his bed.
"Where's your car?" I asked even though I had no problem giving her a ride. I was just teasing her.
"My dad came and got it last week to get it detailed. I'll be driving it back," she said before picking up a framed photo that Drake had on his nightstand. She held it like she was afraid of catching something from it.
"You know, I don't think Drake has cooties," I said with a smirk.
"You don't know that," she said before setting the picture back down.
"Well, you can stop touching his stuff if you're so worried about it," I said with barely contained amusement.
"Shut up," she said with a sneer and a scowl.
"Of course," I said sarcastically before stuffing a last pair of jeans into my bag.
"Who is that in the picture?" She asked after a minute.
"Don't know, don't care," I said, and I was serious. I'd never even looked at the photo. The only things of his I'd looked at aside from the stuff he had on the wall, which I couldn't avoid, was the stuff Bear and I had looked at on his desk on my first day in the room.
"It looks like his girlfriend," Miriam said, not letting it go.
"Couldn't care less," I said as I dropped my bag on the floor.
"You've never heard him talking to a girl?" Miriam asked sounding much too concerned about him.
"Why do you care?" I asked as I watched her carefully.
"I don't," she said, and she sounded serious, but I still watched her.
"Then why do you keep asking me about him? I don't know anything about him, and I don't want to," I said, as I continued to watch her.
"I was just asking. I mean, you two share a room together, and you're both still alive. I would have thought one of you would have killed the other by now, and I'm just curious why you haven't," she said, and I guess that was an acceptable excuse.
"Well, I've kind of been too busy to kill him. I can do it now though, if you wanna watch," I said, and I was mostly joking.
"Really? You'd let me watch?" Miriam asked, and it was extremely creepy that she looked completely serious and excited at the prospect.
"Okay," I said before I sat down to put on my shoes.
"You know I was just joking, right?" Miriam asked after a minute of silence.
"Yeah, sure," I said, not in the least bit sure that she'd been joking.
"I get the feeling that you don't know that I was joking," Miriam said as she stood.
"Okay, I need to go somewhere," I said as I stood and headed for my door.
"You are a strange person," Miriam said as she stood as well.
"I know," I said with a cheeky grin.
I opened the door and she reminded me that she was riding home with me before she left. I followed her out because I had to run to the bookstore to check on a book that I had ordered. I headed over there and thankfully, my book was in, so I paid for it, and headed back to my room.
I considered going over to Bear's dorm to see him, but I was still a bit wary of going over there since they knew about us. I realized that Bear was happy about it because now we didn't have to hide our relationship around them, but I'd been through this before. Unlike when we went through this in high school, I hadn't known these guys all that well beforehand.
As if he could tell that I was thinking about him, I received a text from Bear asking where I was. I told him I was headed back to my dorm. He replied that he'd be free in about an hour and wanted to see me. He put see in quotes and added a winking face emoji. I sent him back 3 eyeroll emojis. He responded with about 20 hearts, and I shook my head that we had yet again devolved into emoji chatting. That didn't stop the smile from appearing on my face though
I replied with the same number of hearts before sliding my phone back into my pocket and heading back to my dorm. I heard the chime alerting me to another text. I wondered what he had sent now. I didn't get the chance to find out though as suddenly, there was a hand over my mouth and I was quickly dragged behind some trees next to a building near my dorm.
I was slammed against the brick wall with the hand still over my mouth. After I recovered from the jolt, I looked to see my assailant, or rather assailants, were Max and Zack, Bear's former teammates. I should have known that they would get their revenge. I didn't expect two more of Bear's teammates to be with them though.
"How's it going Trey?" Max asked sarcastically as he pressed me harder into the wall. I tried to fight him but, the two other guys held my arms. This was so familiar that I felt sick.
"I think he's speechless," Zack said with a smirk from behind Max.
"I can see that. I mean, I am hot. I guess fags can see it too, ain't that right Trey?" Max said, and I wanted nothing more than to knee him in the nuts as hard as I could. I couldn't even do that though as I was pressed against the wall and didn't have a good angle to do so.
"I bet you feel really good about yourself now that we aren't on the team anymore, and your cocksucker boyfriend can strut around like he owns the place," Zack said, but I couldn't respond with Max's hand over my mouth, otherwise, I would have told him to go fuck himself.
"Bear don't own shit, and he will get his. You're first though," Max said, and I don't know why, but hearing that made me even more pissed off than I already was. I got a chance and I bit his hand as best as I could. He yelled as he yanked his hand from my mouth.
"Let me go, motherfuckers," I yelled when I had the chance. I also started fighting back as Max had stepped away from me as he shook his hand to try and ease the pain of my bite.
"Cocksucker," Max growled out before he drove his fist hard into my gut. It hurt like hell, but I tried to not let them know how much.
"You're gonna pay for this," I said through gritted teeth as my eyes watered from everything that was happening.
"If that's what you wanna tell yourself," he said before a sinister smirk appeared on his face. "Get him on his knees," he said to the guys who now had a stronger grip on me. They both kicked the back of my legs behind my knees which made me start to drop to my knees. The guys holding me took over and forced me on down to the ground.
"What are you doing?" I asked as he stepped toward me. I know he wasn't thinking what I was thinking he was. I also didn't like the sound of panic in my voice.
"Well, since you wanna be a cocksucker, and you want the whole team to know, and since you're already sucking Bear's cock, I figured that you wouldn't mind taking care of the rest of us too," he said with an evil smirk and glint in his eyes.
"You're crazy. I'm not doing that," I said, and I was a slight bit proud that I managed to not sound scared, even though it took everything I had in me to keep from flashing back to Kent and his boys.
"I'm sorry, but you speak as if you have a choice," he said before he unzipped his pants and pulled out his dick. "Now, open wide, and if you bit me, I'm gonna bash your fucking head into that wall there," he said before gripping my dreads and pulling hard.
"Help!" I yelled before he slapped his hand over my mouth again.
"Try that again, and you won't like what happens. Now, get to work cocksucker," he said before removing his hand from my mouth.
I tried struggling again, but the guys holding me each held one of my legs down with one of their feet kind of standing on my legs. I couldn't stop the tears that fell from my eyes as I yet again found myself a victim of a group of guys forcing themselves on me. I resigned myself to my fate, but for once, fortune was on my side as before I could blink, something ran into Max with so much force that I could feel the gust of air that it created. He went flying a few feet before landing on the ground.
"What the fu -" Zack started to say before he yelled in pain and went down to his knees. Then an arm came around his neck and I saw that that arm belonged to Justice.
"I should snap your fucking neck," she snarled in Zack's ear as she held him in a choke hold.
I looked over and saw that the person who's rushed Max was none other than Sean who was now stalking toward him as he tried to get up off the ground. The guys holding me were distracted so I tried fighting them again, but they recovered and tightened their grips on me.
"Who the fuck are you?" Max snapped as he held his mid-section.
"The guy who's gonna kick your ass," Sean said as he came to a stop in front of him.
"Fat chance," Max snarled as he balled his hands into fists.
"You might wanna put that away because nobody here is gonna do anything with that. That is, unless one of these fools is helping you out," Sean said, and I was actually surprised that I had just then realized that Max's dick was still out. Despite the situation I was still in, I couldn't stop myself from rolling my eyes.
"Shit," Max said before he started struggling to get himself zipped up. Sean took this opportunity to charge him and they started struggling.
The guys holding me pulled me to stand and slammed me against the wall before pinning my arms behind me. Then one of them took off toward Sean and Max while the other took over holding me. I heard a body fall behind me and looked to see Justice step in the guy's path.
He went to move past her, but she moved lightning quick. She made three quick jabs to his gut, grabbed his arm before he even realized it, twisted it as she stepped behind him, and used a similar move to the one that they'd used on me to force him to his knees. Then she grabbed him in a choke hold. He tried to fight it, but after a few seconds, he went limp and Justice let his body drop to the ground as well.
When she stood up again, I saw the look in her eyes as she stalked toward the guy still holding me. I felt his grip and weight on me let up and I took this opportunity to ram my head into his as hard as I could. It hurt like hell, but I then heard him shout and let me go so it was worth it.
I turned around and saw him holding his nose which was bloody. I'd gotten lucky and hit him while he was looking right at me. I took advantage of that and punched him in his nose again. I hurt my hand, but the sound he made as he went down on his knees was worth it. I looked over and saw Zack moving so we needed to wrap this up.
"Get your boys and get lost before things get worse for you," I said to bleeding guy. He looked like he was about to attack me but Justice coming towards us seemed to make him change his mind. I tried to put how weak that made me feel out of my mind.
"Don't forget this piece of shit either," Sean said between breaths. We looked over to see him on his knees trying to catch his breath while Max lay seemingly unconscious.
Bleeding guy went to help Zack up and they went to check on Max and the other guy. The other guy was just coming to. They got up and helped the still unconscious Max up before they dragged themselves away. They made sure to glare at me though before they went.
"Are you okay?" Sean asked as he walked over holding his ribs.
"No," I said before walking away from them. I didn't mean to, but I just needed to get away from there.
I headed for my dorm which was two buildings away from where we were. Once I was inside my room, I oddly felt safe. It struck me as weird that I'd have such a thought about a place that I shared with Drake but there it was.
"Trey, are you okay?" Justice asked after she and Sean walked into my room.
"Why me?" I asked as I dropped down on my bed.
DRAKE'S POV
It was a few days before Thanksgiving and the weird thing was that I didn't really care about going home. I was feeling different about my life lately and I'm sure it had to do with my girlfriend Serena, whom I was currently on my cell talking to.
"I'm just saying that you should probably go home, at least for the holidays," Serena said while breathing hard. She was on a run which she loved to do.
"I would much rather spend Thanksgiving with you," I told her which was true. I felt so happy with her in a way that I hadn't felt before.
"I know. Me too," she said, and I just had to broach the subject again.
"You know, you could come home with me," I said, and was met with silence. I knew she was nervous about meeting my family as she was worried about them thinking badly of her and the fact that she was 4 years older than me.
I'd met her after bumping into her while leaving one my classes not long after I'd started school last year. She was pissed, but there was just something about her that drew me to her. I tried for a month afterwards to get her to give me the time of day. Even after she'd told me that there was no way that she, who was in her fifth year of school, was going to go out with a newbie freshman.
I became more intrigued by her. I found out that she had missed a course of her classes during her freshman and sophomore years and needed to stay another year to get the credits needed to graduate. By New Years, we had gotten close enough that she gave me a kiss at midnight. That was the start of us and I couldn't imagine my life without her.
When she'd graduated in the spring, I worried that she would break up with me, but she'd stayed, and I realized that I loved her then and she loved me. Being with her somehow made me calmer, which probably explained why I wasn't more pissed about my living situation.
I must admit that when I walked into my room and say Trey and Bear standing there, I was pissed. I don't know why, but just the thought of Trey existing was enough to make me crazy, and that was even before I walked into his bedroom that day, years ago now, and saw him and Bear making out.
To this day I find the whole thing absurd. I mean, there was no bigger pussy hound in our school than Bear Davidson. He gave the Senior guys a run for their money as a sophomore as he pulled in more senior girls than the senior guys did then, so him being gay, and into Trey, was a stunning turn of events.
I'll admit that maybe I went too far at times, but I hated Trey. When I found out he was gay, that just compounded my hatred towards him. Just the sight of him would be enough to enrage me, and I'd need to do something to hurt him, and I like to think that I did a good job most of the time.
When I found out he'd gotten shot, I thought that I'd care, that I'd want to start being nice to him. Then I saw him, and those same old feelings came back to the forefront, and I just had to piss him off. I'm not gonna lie and say that I never considered stopping, but whatever reason I'd talked myself into vanished whenever I saw him.
That's why it had been bugging me that lately, that I haven't felt that way. He's noticed it too and has been asking about it. I didn't know what to tell him, but like I said, I think it's because of Serena. She's making me a better man, and maybe that'll be good.
"Serena, it'll be fine," I said as I interrupted her rambling about how my parents were gonna hate her and accuse her of robbing the cradle.
"Your mother is gonna hate me," she said in a pout, and I tried not to laugh at how cute she sounded.
"My family is gonna love you because I do," I said, and I could hear the smile on her face over the phone. Truth was that there was probably a slight chance that not everybody would love her. I tried not to think about that though.
"Are you sure?" She asked in a small voice and I wished that I was with her, so I could reassure her in person.
"I'm positive," I said.
"I'll think about it," she said, and I hoped she would say yes. I looked up then to see Trey storming through the lobby towards the elevators. A minute later Sean and Justice sped through chasing after him. Curiosity had me following them.
"Serena, I gotta go. I'll call you later," I said as I headed for the elevator.
"Okay," she said, though I could tell that she wanted to ask about my sudden tone change. I ended the call as I reached the elevator.
I waited for about two minutes to give them a chance to get up to the room that they had to be going to before I followed. When I got to our floor, I headed for our room and listened to see if I could hear what was being said but I could only hear faint voices. I chanced cracking the door, so I grabbed the doorknob gingerly and very slowly twisted it to keep from making noise. I succeeded and pushed the door open a crack just in time.
"Trey, this wasn't your fault," Sean said, and that confused me. I had thought that he and Bear had made up.
"It has to be. I mean, do I have victim written on my forehead?" Trey asked, and I have to admit I was highly curious now.
"Trey, you can't be serious. That wasn't your fault," Justice said, and I really wanted to be in there to see what was going on for some reason.
"I mean, I knew that Bear and I coming out to the team would cause something to happen, but not that," Trey said, and he sounded so sad that I almost felt sorry for him. That would probably change once I saw him though. Also, I didn't know that they'd came out to the football team.
"Trey, listen to me. Those jackasses were, well, jackasses. What they did wasn't your fault though," Sean said. From the sound of it, Trey had been harassed by Bear's teammates. Seems like some things never changed as he had gotten his fair share of shit after I had outed him and Bear.
"It must be written all over me. You know they say that predators can tell when you're vulnerable," Trey said, and I did start to feel for him as he sounded so broken. It felt like something more was going on.
"What is?" Justice asked sounding exasperated.
"What Kent did to me," Trey said, and I could practically feel the spite in his. I chanced pushing the door open a bit more to see if I could see them. Trey was sitting on his bed facing my bed with Justice sitting next to him. Sean was standing with his back to the door leaning against the wall at the foot of Trey's bed
"Trey, Kent raping you had nothing to do with what those guys did," Sean said forcefully, and huh? Kent Davis had raped him?
"Oh yeah? Four guys grab me, drag me behind a building, force me to my knees and tell me that I had no choice than to suck all their dicks, and you don't think it's because Kent branded me as a rape victim?" Trey said, and it was obvious that he was beyond pissed. A part of me that I didn't want to address actually felt sorry for him. It would probably pass, but it was there for the moment.
"Okay, I'm calling Bear," Sean said before pulling out his cellphone.
"No! Don't call him. I don't want him to know about this," Trey said, and I could understand that. I wouldn't want anyone knowing either if I were him.
"Trey, you can't be serious," Justice said as she stood up. She looked like she was mad but was trying to hide it. She was unsuccessful.
"I mean it. Don't call him," he said. I could clearly see his face now, and that old feeling of hatred for him didn't come up like it did in the past. I tried to ignore that fact.
"Trey, I can't believe you. After all that happened before, and after what you just went through with Bear, you're just gonna keep this a secret?" Sean asked, and the look on his face was too much. I stopped looking in the room because the last thing I wanted was to feel compassion for Trey, or rather, any more than I was already feeling.
"You know what he'll do if he finds out. I just don't want any more trouble," Trey said in a small voice.
They went on arguing with him about it, but I knew in the end they would do what he wanted. They were like that about Trey. No matter how cool Bear was in comparison to Trey, he ranked higher with his friends than ever Bear did. Popularity and status didn't mean anything to them when it came to Trey. There just seemed to be something about him that drew people to him.
These thoughts were starting to piss me off. I wasn't supposed to be feeling compassion, weak though as it was, for Trey Healey. He was my nemesis, perhaps the one person in this world whom I derived joy from being the cruelest I could to. Still though, that didn't seem to matter as I closed the door and moved a bit down the hall before pulling my cellphone from my pocket. I looked for the number that I hadn't called in a long time. I thought maybe it wasn't even his number before as the phone dialed.
"Hello," Bear said as he answered the phone. He sounded like he didn't know it was me which meant he probably had deleted my number from his phone. Not unexpected.
"Hey Bear," I said stalling for some reason. It was the first time I had spoken to him without an intention to mess with him about Trey in about 3 years.
"Who's this?" He asked, but he asked with enough attitude to make me wonder if he did know it was me.
"It's me, Drake," I said, but I didn't get a chance to say much else.
"What the fuck do you want? Why are you calling my phone?" He asked with that malice that I expected from him. Normally, I'd answer it with snark, but this was a different day.
"You need to come check on Trey," I said, and perhaps I should have said more.
"What did you do to him?" He asked in a cold, yet menacing tone.
"I didn't do anything to him," I said, feeling the need for self-preservation.
"Then why did you say that?" He asked, and the raspy almost growl wasn't making me feel secure in my safety, though I'd never admit that out loud.
"Look dude, I didn't do anything to him. It was some of your teammates. They... attacked him," I said, choosing to hold off on the big detail until he heard it from Trey.
"Who was it?" He asked, sounding even more vicious.
"I don't know. Look, you just need to get over here," I said before I ended the call. The last thing I needed was to get any more involved in this. It was already killing the nice hatred I had developed for Trey.
Truth was though that things hadn't been the same between Trey and me for a while and I had no idea what was driving it. This new information certainly wasn't helping though. I was actually starting to feel guilty for how I had treated him after he'd come back to school after being shot. I tried to shake unwanted thoughts from my head before I left. I did not want to be around when Bear blew in here all full of rage.
TREY'S POV
I sat on my bed, Justice on Drake's bed, and Sean in my desk chair fuming after the argument that ensued when I told them I wasn't telling Bear about what had happened. Sure, I got what they were saying, but I just couldn't. Despite the big game that I had talked about being over Kent raping me, I guess I wasn't.
Those guys trying to do what they did brought me back to that day where I felt helpless and weak. I felt like less than a man, and they made me feel the same way. I mean, I know it might sound a little chauvinistic, but what kind of man couldn't defend himself, much less had to have a girl come to his rescue?
I felt weak and disgusting, and I didn't want Bear to see me that way, or I guess I should say that I was sick and tired of him seeing me as weak and needing protection. Logically, I knew that Bear didn't really see me that way, but the fact that he was so protective of me didn't help the more irrational side of me. The point was that I wanted to wait until I had pushed all that down and buried it to see him. I should have realized though that things rarely went my way.
"Trey," Bear said as he burst into my room like a charging bull. I'm surprised the door was still on its hinges with the way he'd thrown it open.
"What?" I asked with a bit of annoyance to mask my current mood.
"Are you okay?" He asked as he rushed over to me. He kneeled in front of me and placed his big hands on both sides of my face. As he looked into my eyes, I momentarily forgot my previous thinking and reveled in the safety and comfort I felt in his touch.
"Huh," I said as I tried to get my brain to work right.
"Are you okay?" He asked again, and it was a struggle to get my mind to work right.
"I'm fine," I managed to say. He hugged me tight, and the feeling of his arms wrapping tightly around me made me feel safe and protected. Then my earlier thought process returned, and I felt inferior and weak again. I didn't like that feeling so I kind of shrugged Bear off me.
"What is it?" He asked looking confused.
"Nothing. Everything is fine," I said as I quickly worked to put up the mask that I wanted to wear to keep him from seeing thoughts that I thought I had gotten rid of. I guess I hadn't been quite done with my therapy after all.
"Don't do that," Bear said with a frown as he looked deeply at me.
"Do what?" I asked dismissively.
"Don't put up walls with me Trey. I thought we were done with that?" Bear said as he stood up. That pissed me off, and I was about to go off, but I was interrupted.
"Before you start an argument to try and get off dealing with things, don't you need to tell Bear something, Trey?" Sean asked, and I'm sure I had a look that could kill as I looked at him if him flinching at it was any indication.
"Sean, I think we should step outside," Justice said before dragging him out of the door without waiting for him to respond.
"What do you have to tell me?" Bear asked as he kneeled back down in front of me.
"I can't," I said as I dropped my head.
"Who was it that attacked you?" Bear asked, and that got my attention quickly as my head snapped up as if on its own and I searched out his eyes.
"How do you know about that?" I asked, and I saw, briefly, something come over his face. It was gone before I could figure out what it was though.
"It doesn't matter," he said, but it did to me.
"Yes, it does matter. I want to know if anyone else saw... what happened," I said, just barely managing to stop myself from saying it out loud.
"Okay, it's obvious that we're both hiding something," he said before he stood up. "So, what's gonna happen is you're gonna tell me what happened, and I'm gonna tell you how I found out about it," he said as he looked at me with a serious look on his face.
My first thought was to get mad, but that was the irrational and slightly neurotic side of me rearing its ugly head. That side of me needed as little life as possible because, truth be told, it was mostly responsible for a lot of the stupid decisions that I made. I took a deep breath in and out to try and quiet those thoughts.
"I was attacked by Max and Zack and two of your teammates. I don't remember their names," I said, and I noticed Bear use the same tactic I'd just used. His use of it was likely to calm himself down. I felt so guilty in that moment for what I'd done to him. Bear had been protective of me before we'd gotten together, but there had hardly been an occasion for him to need to get angry. He was a carefree and happy guy back in the day. Now, it seemed like he was on constant edge waiting for something to happen to me.
"What did they do?" He asked after he had calmed himself. I hesitated before I closed my eyes and blurted it out before I lost my will to do so.
"They jumped me, dragged me behind a building, forced me to my knees, and told me that since I wanted to be your cocksucker so bad, that I could suck all their dicks and that I didn't have a choice in the matter." When I finished, I waited for him to react, and it reminded me of when I'd told him about what Kent had done to me.
"I see," he said in that same eerily calm voice that he had used then.
"Bear, are you okay?" I asked as he was just standing there. His left eye starting to twitch. That was a new thing which prompted me to get up and grab his wrists. I held them in a tight grip as I remembered what he'd done last time.
"No, I'm not," he said through gritted teeth. His jaw was clenched so tight that I worried about his teeth.
"I'm sorry," I said before I even knew it.
"What are you sorry for?" He asked, softening a bit
"If I wasn't so damned weak, you wouldn't have to worry about me so much," I said, and just as I suspected, it sounded just as pathetic out loud. Bear removed his wrists from my grip, although it wasn't much of one anymore. He then pulled me to him and while the comfort of his arm around me made me feel safe, it only highlighted the problem I was having trouble forgetting.
"Trey, you are not weak. You don't know just how strong you are. The things you've been through would be enough to break some people, but you're still standing. You know, physical strength isn't the only thing in the world," he said, and while I wanted to believe him, I just couldn't.
"I guess," I said to placate him though.
"No Trey, you should know. Please know that without your inner strength, you wouldn't have gotten to where you are now. It's one of the things that I admire, one of the things that I love the most about you," he said, and damn if he didn't make it hard to feel sorry for yourself.
"I know I'm not as big and strong as you are, but I still want to be considered your equal," I said, which only prompted him to hug me tighter against himself.
"I know what you're saying, and you're every bit a man in my eyes Trey. It's another one of those things I love about you," he said, and I should have figured he'd know what was really bugging me.
"I guess," I said again, this time because I didn't know what else to say.
"I know what you probably think sometimes and that isn't true. I'm not with you because I think you're girly and thus I can have the best of both worlds. I'm with you because I love you, and the fact that you are a man, I don't know, it makes it better somehow that I can't really explain," he said, and I guess that was enough to get me over the insecurity hump.
"Thanks," I said before pulling back from the hug. We shared a brief kiss before we separated.
"Okay, now for my part of the deal," he said. I had completely forgotten about that.'
"You don't have to," I said, and I meant it. When I thought about it, I really didn't want to know who had seen what had happened and reported it to him.
"Drake," he said, and I really wished he hadn't.
"He saw... that?" I asked as I dropped down onto my bed. That's the last thing I needed.
"I don't know. He just called me and told me to come check on you because you had been attacked. Although, now that you mention it, there was this weird pause before he said "attacked", and he sounded weird when he said it," Bear said, and the fact that Drake had seen that made me feel sick. That's the last thing I needed.
"I can't believe this," I said as all the things he could possibly do with this information ran through my head.
"Trey, I don't think you need to get worked up over this," Bear said trying to be reasonable. I wasn't in the mood for that.
"Are you crazy? Do you know what he could do with that information?" I asked while simultaneously thinking of any kind of comebacks to what could be coming.
"Okay, one, to use that against you he'd have to out you and me, and since he hasn't done that yet even though he's had plenty of time to do so means he probably won't. Two, the fact that he called me first, and all he did was to tell me to come check on you instead of using it to try and hurt me, means that he probably won't. Finally, you have the fact that he was on his knees in lacy panties and stockings while Darcy Parker whipped him with a riding crop, complete with a video that she still has, which means that he almost definitely won't," Bear said, and I couldn't believe that I had forgotten about that.
"Wait, how do you know she still has it?" I asked as I looked at him suspiciously.
"Well, when I found out that you were sharing this room with Drake, I asked Liberty to check on it for me, and she reported that she still had it. I planned to use it as leverage in case he got the urge to repeat his high school actions," Bear said, and while I remembered that I didn't like the brand of revenge he had suffered, I was impressed that Bear had thought of it, and to use it as leverage.
After that though, I did have to think about what else Bear had said. It was true that Drake had had plenty of time to out the both of us, but he hadn't yet. I expected to have it all over campus by the end of that first week, but here we were 3 months later, and he hadn't said anything. Then there was the fact that he had been a lot less annoying as of late. Finally, the fact that he'd called Bear and told him to come and check on me without adding anything else. These things added up to me being confused as to what was going on with Drake.
"I need to talk to him," I said, even though I would rather forget that he even knew.
"Yeah, I guess," Bear said as he sat down next to me on my bed. He didn't sound all that happy about it either.
"Are you jealous?" I teased.
"Yeah, I'm jealous of you and Drake. Every night I lay awake worried that you two will end up making mad passionate love to each other," he said sarcastically. I shuddered at the thought while fighting to keep from throwing up. I retaliated for the horrible image by pelting Bear with one of my pillows. His laughter only spurred me on.
"What's going on in here?" Sean asked as he and Justice came back into the room.
"Oh, Trey was just telling me about his sexual fantasies involving Drake," Bear said while still laughing at me, which earned him more hits from my pillow.
"Trey, you too? What is it about that... person?" Justice said while looking disappointed, and slightly nauseous.
"Don't listen to this gigantic ass," I said before giving him one last hit.
"Is everything square?" Sean asked, looking at me.
"Yeah, I told him everything," I said.
"What are you gonna do about those guys?" Justice asked.
"Well, two of them have already been kicked off the team. It's just the other two that need to be dealt with," I said.
"Oh yeah, that reminds me," Bear said as he took his phone from his pocket. He looked through it before showing it to me. "Show me who the other two were," he said as I looked at a picture of his team taken at the end of summer. I made the image larger and saw the two standing on either side of Zack.
"These are them," I said, pointing them out.
"Jay and Vick Sims," Bear said with a snarl.
"They're related? They didn't look like it," Justice said, and she was right. I didn't see any resemblance between them, not like I had between Zack and Zev.
"They're step-brothers," Bear said as he did something else on his phone.
"Well, they're lucky that they got off as easily as they did," Justice said, and Bear looked up from his phone and looked at her and then me. I guess I hadn't gotten to the rest of what had happened.
I told him what they had done when they'd showed up. Then Bear told them how he had found out about what had happened. They both agreed that Drake was acting not like his usual jackass self. Bear got a text on his phone and frowned at it. I asked him what was wrong, and he said that Coach wanted to see him immediately. He looked confused, but he got up and was headed out the door when he looked back and that was all I needed. I told Justice and Sean to wait in my room while we went to see what was up.
We arrived at the athletic complex and headed inside. There were different people milling around from coaches to a few football players, and other players from other sports teams. We headed for the gym/coaches' offices for the football team. That part of the huge building was much bigger than the rest of the place.
We walked into the gym, and the players there looked our way. I didn't see Deacon or any of the other guys that Bear was close to on the team though. Bear took the lead as we headed for the offices. He knocked on the door and Coach Simpson told him to come in. Bear opened the door and in Coach Simpson's office were the step-brothers who had attacked me.
"There he is," said bleeding guy, pointing at Bear as he held a bag of ice to his nose. The bleeding had stopped, and it looked like his nose had been attended to. Most likely by one of the team doctors.
"You bastards," Bear snarled as he headed toward them. I grabbed his arm though to stop him.
"Davidson, you wanna explain why you and your friends are beating up my players?" Coach Simpson asked, and huh?
"What the hell... I mean, what are you talking about Coach?" Bear asked. Coach Simpson still glared at him for his initial attitude, even though he corrected himself.
"Are you crazy? Look at them," Coach said, well shouted as he got up to close the door. "You can't just go around beating people up just because they disagree with your sexual orientation," Coach said, and this couldn't be the same guy who had given the impassioned speech in support of Bear, and who had dismissed Zack and Max for doing essentially what he'd just said.
"Coach, I didn't do shit to them. This is the first time I've seen them today," Bear said
"He's lying," bleeding brother said.
"Yeah," the other brother said
"Coach, I can't have done anything to them. I was here until about 30 minutes ago," Bear said. Coach Simpson thought for a second before looking at the lying step-brothers.
"Well," Coach Simpson said to them.
"W-well what?" Bleeding brother asked.
"If I go and ask around out there, will I find out he's telling the truth?" Coach Simpson asked.
"Well, maybe we were wrong about the time," the other brother said.
"Vick, Jay's nose was still bleeding when I saw you two. If it had happened earlier today, then the bleeding would have stopped. So, I'm gonna go with you two lying about something in your story. The question is how much of what you told me was true," Coach Simpson said. It was time for me to step in. At least I knew which name belonged to who now.
"Coach Simpson, I can tell you what happened to them," I said as I stepped forward.
"He's lying," Jay said as he stood up quickly. I guess it hurt his nose as he winced afterwards.
"He hasn't said anything. How do you know he's lying?" Coach Simpson said to Jay who looked like he'd been caught lying. Then he looked back at me. "How would you know what happened?" He asked, and I was surprised that he sounded a lot more cordial when talking to me than he had been with them, especially Bear.
"I was there," I said. Bear put his arm on my shoulder and I looked at him. I could see the question in his eyes, asking me if I was sure. I nodded, and he did too. His grip on my shoulder increased slightly, just enough to give me strength.
I took a deep breath, looked at the brothers who looked extremely guilty, and told Coach Simpson everything that had happened, and I mean everything. They interrupted me once, but one look from Coach and they sat back down. Bear's grip on my shoulder tightened to being painful as I told the story, but it was brief. When I was finished, Coach was silent for about a minute before he spoke.
"Get your stuff, and leave," he said with seemingly barely controlled anger.
"But Coach," Vick tried.
"I mean it! Get out of here now before I drag your asses before the Dean and the disciplinary committee!" Coach Simpson shouted. The brothers looked like they wanted to argue but realized that they were done. They got up and glared at me before heading for the door. "Oh, and you can tell your friends, Collins and Dawning, that they will be getting a call," he said before they left the office.
When they left, Coach apologized, and even though he didn't have to, I accepted. He then told Bear about the problem he had with the player shortage. Bear promised to help him fill the spots from the reserve team. He told Bear he didn't have to, but Bear said it was the least he could do since it was mostly his fault that there was a problem. I felt guilty again that my being gay was now affecting the lives of more than just the people closest to me. I managed to hide it though.
We left after a while and headed back to my dorm. It was getting dark by the time we made it back. Sean and Justice were still there when we made it to my room. I finally got around to asking why they were there. Justice said they just wanted to hang out with us. I kind of got the feeling that there was something more, but I left it at that.
We called Miriam and went out to dinner. She brought a guy named Richie, and I wondered again about the status of her and Dale's relationship. Maybe they dated other people when they weren't together. I made a mental reminder to ask her about it when I had her alone on our drive home.
We stayed out so long that Sean and Justice decided to stay overnight. Bear took in Sean as he and Deacon had an empty couch while Miriam took in Justice as her roommate had left for home early. Sean pretended to be sad that he didn't get to stay with me which brought about a back and forth between him and Bear. They were still at it when they left us heading back to Bear's dorm. Miriam and Justice left too which left me alone.
I headed up to my room, and when I opened the door, the room was dark except Drake's desk lamp which he was currently using to do something on his laptop. He looked up when I closed the door, and the look on his face I could have done without. I had forgotten that he'd seen what had happened to me.
"Hey," he said as he turned his swivel chair around to face me.
"Hey," I said. I didn't know what else to say so I walked over to my bed and sat down.
"I didn't think you were coming back tonight. You were out so long I thought you would stay over with Bear," he said, and the way he was talking to me didn't sit right with me. I could hear the disguised pity in his voice.
"Were you about to look at porn?" I asked, perhaps too harshly.
"Naw, not tonight anyway," he said, and the teasing smile was even more bizarre.
"Oh," I said before I started to pull off my shoes and socks.
I went to my drawer and pulled out a pair of boxers and a pair of pajamas before heading for the bathroom. I started the shower and once the temperature was right I got in. I started washing myself before I remembered the events of earlier in the day. Suddenly, I found myself scrubbing my body to try and rid myself of those bastards.
They didn't do anything like Kent had, but that didn't stop me from feeling dirty. I expected that day to pop into my mind too, but thankfully, it stayed away. Thank heaven for small favors I guess. I got as clean as I could get and got out of the shower. I dried myself off and threw on my pajama bottoms before heading back into the room to see Drake still at his desk.
"Are you sure I didn't interrupt you surfing porn?" I asked as I sat down on my bed.
"Why, you wanna watch?" He asked, and since I couldn't think of a quick comeback, since I was too busy trying to keep from throwing up, I just shook my head no. He chuckled, but it wasn't malicious. In fact, his question hadn't been either. After a minute, I noticed that he was staring at my chest. It was then that I realized that I'd forgotten my t-shirt.
"What?" I asked as I refused to believe that Drake was checking me out.
"Is- is that where you were, you know?" He asked as he pointed at my chest. I looked down and saw the scars from when I'd been shot and breathed a sigh of relief. That would have been a level of weird in my life that was too much, even for me.
"Yeah, I was double tapped. Well, he shot 4 times. All 4 hit Clyde in the back and 2 went through him and hit me in the chest," I said. Most people would probably think I was crazy describing being shot in such a cavalier manner, but that fact wasn't important to me. Not me being shot anyway.
"He really tried to kill you," he said, more to himself than to me. He said it like he was just realizing this for the first time.
"Yup. Some people hate gay people, or maybe just me, so much that they'd actually pick up a gun and try to end their lives," I said, and he frowned.
"I'm sorry," he said softly, almost in a whisper, and I had no idea what to do with that.
"How much did you see?" I blurted out after a few seconds.
"Huh?" He asked looking confused.
"Don't do that. You called Bear and told him to come check on me, so you had to have seen it," I said as I stood. I was getting angry and I didn't know why.
"Seen what?" He asked still looking confused.
"What those guys were trying to do to me," I seethed. I dropped back down on my bed. I dropped my head in my hands as I tried to rid myself of the shame that didn't seem to want to vanish. I heard Drake's chair move and I hoped that he was getting up to leave.
"Trey, I didn't see anything," he said, and I could swear that he sounded closer. I raised my head and saw that he'd moved his chair near me.
"Then how did you know?" I asked. I wasn't willing to believe that he wasn't lying.
"I came back to the room earlier today and heard you arguing with Sean and Justice about it," he said.
I breathed a sigh of relief, briefly, until I remembered what had been said between the three of us. We had talked about what Kent had done to me. If what he was saying was true, then he knew that I had been raped by Kent too. I couldn't look at him anymore, so I got up and walked over to the window.
"You don't have to worry about anything. I'm not gonna tell anybody. I know this isn't the type of thing you tell people," he said, and that was the last straw.
"Why not? If this was high school, you'd have had this all over school by now. What's changed?" I asked as I found it better to focus on anger now than anything else.
"I don't know Trey. I don't have an answer for why I'm not being an ass to you. I want to, but I just can't. I like to think it's cause I'm not the same guy I was then," he said, and while he could be telling the truth, a human Drake was unfathomable.
"Is this about what happened at prom? You scared I'll use that if you out me and Bear?" I asked, and I strangely felt better when I saw that classic Drake rage flare up. He snuffed it quickly though which stumped me.
"No, it's not about that," he said sounding not happy at all. I suddenly regretted bringing it up now.
"I don't know how to deal with you like this," I said honestly.
"It's weird for me too, but I guess we're just gonna have to get used to it cause, I don't think I wanna be that guy again," he said, and he looked so sincere that it threw me.
"So, what, we're gonna become besties and braid each other's hair and talk about boys now?" I asked as sort of a joke.
"I didn't say all that, and we won't be talking about boys together. In case you forgot, I like pussy," he said, and smirked when I frowned at that word. I guess not all of him had changed as that smirk was classic Drake.
"Sean talks about boys with me," I said, and he snorted.
"I won't comment on that," he said as he held up his hands.
"So, this is how it's gonna be? We're not enemies anymore?" I asked as I didn't trust it.
"Weird, isn't it?" He asked.
"Definitely," I said as I walked back over to my bed and sat down. "I don't know what I'm gonna do with all this hate that I have for you," I said as kind of a joke.
"Same here," he said as he sat down on his bed.
"Aw, you hate yourself? That's not good," I joked, and he almost laughed.
Strangely, he apologized for listening in on my private conversation. I could have been angry about it, but I decided that I wasn't gonna be. I told him that he didn't need to apologize as it ended up with him calling Bear. I admitted that I wouldn't have told him had he not confronted me about it. It would have been another thing that could wreck our relationship, and with us still patching things up from the damage that Alicia and her baby had done, we couldn't risk it.
We didn't have much else to say so I grabbed my phone and got into bed. I texted Bear and told him what had happened. He told me to watch Drake as he still didn't trust him. I told him I would as I was still kind of wary of trusting him too. I guess it was better that this happened as now I wouldn't have to live in a constant state of anxiety every time I was in the room. I guess it was true that something good could come from a tragedy. While it hadn't necessarily been a tragedy, something better seemed to have come from it, and I would take it, I guess.
To be continued....
Author's Note:
Hello everyone, welcome back to The Chronicles of Trey
While not a lot happened in this chapter, some of the stuff needed to have been dealt with. We see the aftermath of Bear and Trey coming out to the football team. Max and Zack decide to get even for being kicked off the team by trying to sexually assault Trey as revenge with the help of two guys who are still on the team.
Things don't work out like they thought though as Sean and Justice miraculously showed up to save the day. Trey's would-be attackers skulked away after being dealt with by Sean, Justice, and Trey, preventing any sort of repeat of the events of the day of Kent Davis.
Drake finally gets a POV and we get to see a bit into his head. Him being his nosy self eavesdrops on Trey's discussion with his friends and not only finds out about the attack he had just suffered, he also learns about Trey being raped by Kent. This finally stirs the long absent empathy in him and when he hears that Trey might not tell Bear about what had happened, he takes it upon himself to call Bear and tell him himself.
Trey and Bear manage to avert another rough spot in their relationship as Trey decides to tell Bear the truth. The two guys who were still on the team that took part in trying to assault Trey end up lying to their coach and try to get Bear in trouble, but when Trey decides to tell the truth, they get kicked off the team as well.
Trey and Drake finally deal with all the stuff, both past and present, that is going on between them. They decide on a truce, which is something that Trey can definitely appreciate.
What is next on the horizon for Trey and Bear? Will there be more trouble from Bear's teammates and now former teammates? Will Trey and Drake become besties? Will Alicia simply stay in the background, or will she continue to try to use Prue to get to Bear? Find out in the continuing story of The Chronicles of Trey.
Thank you to everyone who has read the story up to this point. Thank you also for the emails of encouragement. I appreciate it greatly. I hope you all continue too read the story and forgive my late uploads. You can send any comments to me at thestoryguy9783@gmail.com. You can also email my editor JD at the email below.
Thank you, and until next time, Nicky.
Editor's Note:
Hey guys and welcome back, this chapter started to shape up like a repeat of the whole Kent episode. Luckily Sean and Justice were in the area to help. The two boys who helped Max and Zack tried getting Bear in trouble but it backfired on them and now they are also off the team.
We see a bit of Drakes POV and see that he does have a girl and she seems to be good for him. Just have to see if she is the real reason for his change. After hearing a bit of the talk between Sean, Justice, and Trey. He decides to call Bear and have him deal with it.
Good thing he did cause keeping this a secret could have hurt Bear and Trey since they are still patching things up after the whole baby incident.
Hope you guys are enjoying the story and please send any words of encouragement to Nicky at the email above, and if you feel up to it you can also email me at jd.kaster1987@gmail.com.