Hey I wrote this a while ago, so I'll just give you what I have every week and hopefully I'll be done with my other story 'Pathetic Nobody' by then.
Chapter One: I Never Thought
Francis opened the door to his house and quietly shut it behind him. Setting the keys in the bowl by the front door, he listened for his son, Matthew. He had said he was going to study with a friend from school, and Francis was home early.
"Gilbert! What are you doing?!" came an angry shout from upstairs, from Matthew. Francis started towards the stairs.
"Stop it! Get off me!" Matthew screamed again. Francis jogged up the stairs, worried. He could hear the other boy now. "Do not worry, birdie, I'll be gentle. I'm assuming this is your first time, da?"
"You bastard, let go of me! I don't like you like that!" Matthew half pleaded, half snarled.
Francis tried the doorknob, but it was locked.
"Papa?" Matthew cried out hopefully.
Francis slammed his body against the door and broke it down. The sight that greeted him made him furious. An albino boy had his son on his stomach, pinned to the bed. He was sitting on matthew's legs, shirtless. He had one hand under his son's shirt, and the other holding his wrists down.
Francis stalked forward and grabbed the albino, throwing him away from his son. Matthew sat up and scurried to the headboard.
"What the hell do you think you're doing to my son?! If I ever see you anywhere near him again, I'll kick your ass! Get out!" Francis yelled.
Gilbert jumped to his feet and ran out. Francis turned to his son, who was shaking and whimpering. He enveloped him in a hug and whispered about how things were going to be okay. "Matthew, what happened?"
"He came over, and we were studying." he gestured to the textbook laying on the floor and the notebooks around it. "then he asked what time it was. So I leaned over the bed to look at my clock. I think he shoved me, and I landed on the bed. I yelled at him, and he was mad, and he grabbed me and pinned m-me to-o..." he broke off, looking upset.
"I-he never gave any indication he was like that... I thought he was straight as a board... I kinda liked him, too." tears rolled down his cheeks and Francis hugged him tighter. "I'm sure you will find the perfect man one day."
"When, papa? I'm so tired of waiting. I'm so tired of all these guys hitting on me and trying to take advantage of me." Matthew cried, snuggling into his father's chest.
Francis smiled. "Matthieu, finding love as a teenager is difficult. Is there someone you like right now?"
Matthew blushed, hesitating. "no..." he lied. Francis rubbed his back. "Ah well, if there was someone you liked, I'm sure there is a good reason. He is probably kind to you, makes you smile and blush, and all of that good stuff. Just don't invite any more boys over while I'm gone, okay? I don't want anything happening to you."
"Thank you for saving me, papa. I was so scared. I will only invite boys over if you will be here the whole time." he promised. Francis pulled him away and let him dry his tears. "It is already 10pm?! Goodnight, Matthieu."
"Goodnight papa."
~~~three weeks later~Friday~~~
"For this project, I will have... Ludwig and Feliciano, Gilbert and Ivan, hmmm... Matthew and Alfred... And lastly Felix and Romano." the teacher announced the last groups for the project.
"OhMyGawd! So lame! I hate projects!" Felix pouted. Matthew glanced shyly at Alfred, who was staring at him, making the Canadian blush.
"Do you wanna work at your house or mine?" Matthew asked. Alfred thought for a second. "Yours. I won't make you endure the 'snacks' my dad gives to my friends."
Matthew thought back to his promise to his dad. "I can only have boys over if my dad is home. So he gets off work at 3 today, I'll give you my address and I'll see you at 3:30?"
Alfred blinked. "alright, cool dude! But why does your dad have to be home for you to have a boy over? Shouldn't it be if you have a girl over? What are you, gay?" the class fell silent, staring at the two boys. Matthew clutched his backpack to his chest and looked at his knees.
After a minute, the class lost interest and Matthew, to his horror, found tears gathering in his eyes. He tried to brush them away, but a hand caught his wrist. Alfred was looking straight at the flustered teen. "I'm sorry if I offended you or something. I mean, I'm not homophobic. I have friends that are gay. I'm sorry, just forget I said anything."
Matthew nodded. "It's okay, a lot of people say far worse stuff than that." the bell rang for lunch. "Um, here." he wrote his address on a piece of paper and gave it to Alfred, hurriedly leaving the classroom behind. He hurried to the door to the roof and shut it behind him.
Slowly ascending the staircase, he cried a little and tried to wipe away the tears. "Should've known better." he mumbled. "Alfred would never be interested in me..." he bit back a sob, finally reaching the rooftop. "Nobody is ever interested in dumb, ugly Matthew..."
"Birdie, that is not true. I am interested in you."
Matthew looked up in shock and gasped. "I-I...Gilbert!"
Gilbert stood there, smirking. "I found your hiding place, birdie. And I am interested in you."
Matthew flushed. "You're only interested in my body! You don't care about me!"
Gilbert strode over, and Matthew nervously backed up until he was at the top of the stairs. "Yes birdie. I am interested in your virginity. I am interested in your untouched skin. You make me ravenous with hunger."
Matthew took a step down, and was prepared to run down the stairs. Gilbert grabbed him, trying to kiss him. Matthew avoided it and slipped away, down the stairs. He ran into the door and tried ferverently to turn the knob, but Gilbert was on him almost instantly. He dragged him back to about halfway up the stairs. "Here, is where you are losing your virginity."
Matthew struggled and bit him as hard as he could. "SOMEBODY HELP ME!" he screamed. Gilbert slapped a hand over his mouth and pushed him against the stairs. Matthew lay there, stunned. When Gilbert's hands started to unbuckle his belt, though, he snapped back to action.
"Get off me! HELP!"
Suddenly Gilbert was once again yanked off of him and Matthew was shaking and crying again. He looked up, trying to figure out what just happened.
Alfred was leaning over him, concerned. "Dude, what the hell is going on?!"
Matthew swallowed. "He-he tried to ra-rape mm-me." and sobbed. Alfred looked back at Gilbert, who was dazed from hitting his head. The albino groaned in pain. "It's your own fault for being a virgin, birdie."
Just then a teacher walked by. "Just what is going on here?!"
~~~later~~~
Matthew sat in the office, staring at his shoes. Alfred sat next to him and Gilbert on the opposite side of Alfred. The principal rubbed his temple. "Alright I've called your parents, they're on their way. Tell me what happened... Alfred, you start."
Alfred cleared his throat. "Well, I was actually looking for mattie." Matthew blushed at the nickname and Alfred pretended not to notice. "We were assigned as partners for a project, but I said something that embarrassed him and he ran off, looking upset. I heard somebody scream for help, so I opened the door and found Gilbert holding him down and trying to unbuckle his belt. I pulled him off mattie, and when mattie said Gilbert tried to rape him, Gilbert said it was mattie's fault for being a virgin."
The principal looked to Gilbert in disgust. "Mr. Beilshmidt, why don't you tell us what happened?"
"A couple of weeks ago I went to birdie's house-"
"Who is birdie?"
"Sorry, matvey's house. I went to his house to study. One thing led to another and his father walked in on us about to get it on and told me to get out."
Matthew jumped up with tears in his eyes. "That's not what happened, you bastard! You were trying to rape me!"
"Sit down, mr. Bonnefoy. We'll get to you. Continue, Gilbert."
"So I was left frustrated for three weeks. I found out birdie likes to go up on the roof when he's upset. Alfred shouted in class that birdie was gay and birdie ran off soon after. I beat him to the roof and waited.
When he got there he was mumbling about how nobody would be interested in dumb, ugly Matthew. So I decided to convince him otherwise and show him I was interested. But then Alfred showed up and tried to play hero again."
"Mr. Bonnefoy, your turn."
"First of all, three weeks ago, Gilbert told me he needed tutoring to pass the chemistry final. I invited him to my house, to study. He tried something, but my dad got him out.
Today, I was a bit upset after class, and I hurried to the roof. I was talking to myself, and Gilbert responded. He said things like he was interested in my virginity and my skin, and started walking towards me. I backed up and when he reached me he tried to kiss me, but I slipped away and tried to get out the door.
He dragged me back and that's when I started yelling for help. He was trying to unbuckle my belt when Alfred pulled him off me. And... he said those terrible things."
Alfred was trying to comfort Matthew, rubbing his arm. Just then Francis stormed in and swept his son into a hug. "Oh Matthieu! I am so sorry I ever let you out of my sight!"
A smaller man with bushy eyebrows came in next. "Alfred, what have you done now?"
Then a blonde teenager came inside. "I am very sorry, my grandfather couldn't come. I'm Gilbert's brother."
"Ludwig?" Matthew blinked.
"Matvey? What has happened?"
The principal cleared his throat. "Please, everyone calm down. "Mr. Bonnefoy, could you close the door? Alright. I've listened to their stories and this is what I've got on what happened TODAY. I assume that Mr. Bonnefoy knows what happened in his house three weeks ago.
Alfred blurted out in class that Matthew was gay. Matthew was upset and decided to spend lunch on the roof. Gilbert found out and beat him there. When Matthew got there, Gilbert said some wildly inappropriate things about Matthew and tried to kiss him. Matthew fought him off, tried to run, didn't work, and he screamed for help when Gilbert tried to take off his pants.
Alfred, who was looking for Matthew to apologise, heard him scream and came to his rescue. Did I get everything?"
All three boys nodded. Bushy eyebrows was shocked. "Alfred's not in trouble?"
"Arthur, your son saved another student today. You should be very proud."
Francis turned to Alfred. "Thank you so much, young man. We are forever in your debt."
Ludwig was glaring at Gilbert and Gilbert was beginning to squirm. "Stop that! It's so unawesome!"
"What's unawesome is you trying to rape our classmate! What the hell is wrong with you!" he turned to the principal. "I demand you expel him. He sexually harassed and assaulted another student."
Gilbert snorted in disbelief. The principal sighed. "I'm afraid I have no choice. I have to expel you, Gilbert. We have been able to forgive all the pranks over the years, but this is too far. Goodbye."
Ludwig hauled his brother to his feet and out the office, muttering in German. The principal looked over the Canadian boy, who was shaking and upset. He felt a pang of guilt go through him. "Matthew...I'm so sorry. Perhaps you should take the day off school Monday."
Matthew shook his head. "I have a few tests I have to take, but thank you. I'll be okay."
Arthur and Francis had to leave to go back to work, so Alfred and Matthew were invited to spend the school day in the empty nurse's office.
Matthew fiddled with his torn shirt. "I'm sorry you got dragged into this, Alfred."
Alfred looked up. "What? No way, this is NOT your fault." Matthew looked down, blushing. Alfred scooted a little closer and guided Matthew's chin up. "Correct me if I'm wrong, but... it sounded like you were upset about more than me revealing your sexuality."
Matthew blushed deeper. "I...are you making fun of me?" he asked quietly, looking tired. When Alfred shook his head, Matthew sighed and escaped his hands, looking off to the side. "I was upset because I was thinking about how hard it is to be gay. I never know if someone is gay.
I was upset because when you said it so disbelievingly, it was suddenly thrown in my face that you weren't. I'm sorry." he let a few tears escape his eyes and they fell, but he never felt them hit his legs.
Instead, arms wrapped around him and he was pulled into a strong chest. "Oh Mattie. Is that your way of telling me you have a little crush on me?"
Matthew nodded, not trusting his voice. Alfred smiled. "I guess now is a good time to tell you I like you." he admitted. Matthew pulled away, looking up. "What?"
"I like you. I was actually planning to tell you this afternoon at your house. I knew I had to tell you as soon as I found out you were gay. Then all this stuff happened and I ended up telling you now."
"You like me...for me?" Matthew said in awe.
"Yes. I like your kindness, that sparkle in your eyes, the way you stutter when you're nervous, I love protecting you, rescuing you, knowing you needed me. I love everything about you. Can I... take you on a date?"
Matthew smiled with tears in his eyes and hugged the living daylights out of Alfred. "Of course! Thank you so much..." he silently cried against Alfred's shoulder. "Wh-why are you crying?"
"I never thought anybody would like me. I thought I didn't deserve love because guys just want to use me."
"You deserve all the love in the world and I will try my best to give it all to you."
Matthew cried more tears of joy and Alfred hugged him to his chest. "Shh Mattie."
"I should have a nickname for you. Uhm...how about Al?"
"Wonderful, Mattie."
Thats's all I got right now, but I'll have more next week!
