"James, you okay?" I heard Logan ask from behind me, worry thick in his voice.
We were currently in History Class and I haven't listened to a single thing anyone has said. Not today, or even this last week. And the reason is….
I was in a daze, no scratch that, a trance that has lasted all this week. What happened with Angry Eyes kept going over and over in my head. But more importantly, that picture kept running through my mind. I needed to know who lives in that house.
Even more so, He wasn't even from here….How in this world is his picture in someone's house, in Minnesota?
But I knew if I kept acting like this, Logan would send me to a mental hospital…So I decided to push everything to the back of my mind, at least till school is out. I could do that…Hopefully.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Just tired from all the late night studying." I joked to him, turning around and flashing him a big, fake smile. I knew I should feel guilty for doing that, but I didn't want to worry him. This was my problem.
"Oh Hush, It will help you in the long run, trust me."Logan said, voice filled with school pride. Ahhh my little Logie. School always comes first with him.
Just when I was about to open my mouth to say something, something else caught my attention, a girl that I never seen before walked in the classroom.
She had blonde hair with a few pink streaks here and there. She was short too, but her sea blue eyes were her best feature.
She gave me one look up and down as she made her way past me, going to the back of the classroom and sitting down next to some tall blonde boy. Who, she then started making chit-chat with.
"Who is that?" I asked, looking back at her in amazement. I may be gay, but I know that she was pretty.
"That is Tara, she works back stage for Drama class. She writes the script and stuff for when there is plays." Logan said, knowingly. He is very smart for his age. Wise beyond his age too.
I even think he is wiser then me sometimes, and that is saying a lot for my age. And I do mean, A LOT.
"Drama you say?" I questioned, smirking slightly. I wanted to be friends with this girl. She caught my interest.
"You're such a little bitch!" I heard, Taichi, an Asian boy, yelled angrily at Tara. It didn't take me long to figure out those two hated each other with passion.
Even though I just met both of them today, one after history class and the other, here. It didn't take very long to learn that they were rivals.
Both were very nice, when they aren't around the other I mean. When together…This is what you get.
But, the reason I'm here, is because I signed up for Drama class today, hoping I would get to talk to Tara more. And secretly avoid Angry eyes…Hopefully. I knew I couldn't avoid him forever, well I could but he won't live that long. But anyway, I didn't want to deal with him today.
"Ha! You have your own little bitch. It's a sti-" Tara tried saying but, the blonde boy she was talking to earlier, exclaimed loudly,
"Tara! Please, can we all just get along? Please?" The blondie said, grabbing onto Tara's arm as if she was going to kill Taichi. Which if it wasn't against the law, I had a feeling she would.
"Like I can get along with someone like her." Taichi spat out, turning on the balls of his feet and walking away.
I shook my head in disbelief. This really is drama class.
"Ugh! I can't stand him, who the hell does he think he is, anyway?" Tara exclaimed, sounding even more angry then before. I wonder what made those two hate each other, the way they did.
"They didn't always hate each other, actually, I know it might be hard to believe but they were close friends growing up." A boy beside me said, leaning against the wall.
I guess I said that out loud…
But by one look at this boy next to me, I knew his type almost instantly, he thought he was all that, a big shot. If only he knew, when he gets older that stuff won't matter. It means nothing.
"What happened?" I questioned, looking over at him. I admit, I was now curious about those two.
I watched as his mouth turned up into a smirk. It was like he enjoyed what he was about to say. It sickened me.
"He's gay. Her parents wouldn't allow her to be around someone like that." He stated like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
I was confused, sure that might make things difficult, but that wouldn't make him hate her. Would it?
"But…Why would he hate her? I asked, confused as can be. This relationship didn't make sense to me. Not at all.
"She outed him to the whole school, in middle school. He got bullied everyday for it, he hasn't forgiven her since." The boy, who had blue eyes and dark brown hair, stated. He looked like the bad boy type, now that I got a better look at how he acted and moved.
"She sounds like a real bitch." I said, looking over at Tara and the blonde boy she was talking to. I guess I shouldn't have judged her by her looks.
"Not really, she is sweet to everyone else. Just not him, and he is the same way. Oh, and by the way, that boy she is talking to, his name is Joseph, and he is her best friend." The bad boy said, as if he knew what I was thinking. He was good…I wondered who he was though.
"What's your name?" I asked, turning my attention from the two blondes, to him. I have never seen him around school before today. But that might be, because I was new myself.
"Jack, Jack Mason. I'm not from this school, just waiting around for my boyfriend to get over with hockey practice." He stated, leaning back farther on the wall, looking straight ahead at the two blondes.
A light went off in my head, and it made my heart ache for some unknown reason. This guy might be Angry's Eyes boyfriend…
And that caused jealousy to boil in my core. I never felt this before, it was an awful feeling.
"…You wouldn't happen to know Ang-Kendall Knight?" I questioned him, almost slipping up and calling Angry Eyes by my nickname for him. If I did that, and if he was his boyfriend. I could see a real fight happen.
All in drama class, ironic? This place is filled with dramatic people.
"I would hope so, he is my boyfriend after all." Jack said, chuckling with an amused grin playing at his lips.
That made me curl my hand in a fist. Clenching so hard that my knuckles were turning pure white.
Another first, all because of Angry eyes, again. I haven't felt this way since I was really a teenager. My blood was boiling and all I wanted to do was hit this motherfucker for what he did to Angry Eyes. Cheating on someone so-What am I saying?
Am I really falling for Angry Eyes…No, that cannot happen, I won't allow it! I couldn't take the pain of him dying, I wouldn't!
So I calmed my breathing and slowly unclenched my hand. I could see in the corner of my eyes, Jack looking at me, with eyes that held nothing but confusion.
He had no idea why I was acting the way I am. Angry Eyes wouldn't tell him anyway, why would he? I hurt him…Damn it! I hoped I wouldn't think of that till I got home but, like this last two weeks, luck wasn't on my side.
"You okay, dude?" Jack said, leaning over and coming inches to my face. Which was not helping me at all, it was only making my head spin.
Wait?...Spin? What the hell, this guy isn't normal.
"Y-Yeah, just peachy." I stuttered out, trying to back up, but Jack got even closer as he whispered, more like purred,
"You sure, you look a little…Hot."
He's hitting on me! My eyes widen at the realization and I tried to get away, but he wasn't having it. Because at that moment, he put his hands on my hips and he pulled me closer to him. Our bodies touched and I felt like I was on fire. It was like sex, but ten times better.
What. The. Fuck.?
"W-Who th-AH! Are y-yooou?" I tried to get out, but I was moaning like a dog in heat. I had no idea what was going on. This was scaring me, a lot. Plus, I was in the middle of a gym, with thirty other kids. This was no time for acting like a horny teenager!
"I'm Jack, Jamie" Jack purred seductively, licking the shell of my ear slowly. Just that alone made me hard, and without thinking, I buckled my hips into his. I was acting like a horny dog, I never act like this. It was like my body was acting on its own.
"James, you are immortal, there isn't very many of your kind out there in this world." My father told me, as he gestures towards all the books laying across his old wooden desk. My family was very wealthy but he still loved this old desk.
I didn't understand why something so dreadful looking would be so special to him.
"But, Father, if there isn't many of my kind out there…How will I know what I am for certain?" I questioned, quite fearfully.
None of my family were immortal. I just happened to get bitten by one of those snakes that lived in the forbidden lake, when I was walking to Miss Mary's house. Tragic it was.
There were myths about that lake, but I didn't believe any of them, till I was bitten.
The venom was a sea blue, and the pain…I never been in so much pain before. Oh dear, no I haven't. It was like I was burning through the inside, out.
And by the time doctors found me, they told me it was too late…I was bound immortal, To live forever. All because of that snake…
"Because of all these novels, they can tell us much, but, you can never really know everything, unless you meet another immortal." My father said, looking though the books. I knew this wasn't what he wanted for me, but he was going to support me anyway. For the rest of his living life.
I couldn't think of living without my family, my little brother or my mother, no matter how strict she may be.
"Do Immortals have powers?" I asked, childishly. I knew I sounded like a child but I wanted to know, no, I needed to know.
"Yes, from what I have read, some Immortals have powers." My father said, not even taking his eyes off the book he just picked up from the pile, to read.
"What kind of powers?" I questioned, now very curious. I was always the curious one, my mother said it would be the death of me one day. Not like that could happen now.
"The power to control lust, love and sometimes, control of the mind. It is quite something." My father said, finally looking up at me with a small smile.
"Your Ah- Immortal!" I moaned out, breathlessly as I remembered what my father told me. This is why I felt like I had no control. He was immortal and he could control lust.
And he was controlling me...
"Took ya long enough." Jack whispered in my ear, running his hand up and down my hips. It made me feel like I was on fire, one that sent pleasure flooding through me. So much pleasure.
I couldn't think, my head was spinning and my body was acting on control of someone else's hand. I was a wreck waiting to happen. A pleasure filled wreck.
"S-Stop! Ah!" I exclaimed through a moan. This was getting embarrassing fast. I didn't care about talking to Tara now, I just wanted to get away. Now.
"Hmm...No. I don't want to" Jack teased, pressing a fire filled kiss to my neck. This was getting to be too much, there was other people here! My cheeks burned and just when I thought I was done for, I heard my best friend's voice. I was saved!
"James?"
"C-Coming!" I called back, stuttering as I pushed away Jack. This time he let me but not without me seeing a asshole smirk on his face. I was going to figure this guy, and then find a way to kick his ass, so it hurt badly.
I was NOT anyone's plaything. I'm almost two hundred years old, I could outsmart anyone. But this guy...
I had no idea how old he was, probably a young immortal by his actions. Which made my blood boil, some young bigshot immortal had control of me.
Wait...What about Angry Eyes?...What if he is controlling him too?
"Let's go, Logan. I will see you tomorrow Mr. Wilson!" I yelled back to the teacher, dragging Logan out of the gym to find Angry Eyes. I would not let someone like Jack do this to him.
I guess, it's now immortal against immortal. I was not going to lose, if it meant Angry Eyes safety.
"Angry Eyes!" I yelled, as I ran into the ice rink, holding onto Logan's hand the whole way. The rink, was on the farthest side of the school. And this school was huge. You can imagine how tired the both of us were.
Angry Eyes turned around, he was the only one on the ice and he looked like was going to take his shirt off. That would of been a pleasurable sight but I needed to...What? I couldn't tell him Jack was immortal, because then he would know I was one too. What the hell was I suppose to say?
"What do you want?" Angry eyes hissed out, looking at me with cold eyes. I knew I hurt him, but I had my reasons...Reasons I couldn't tell him...
"Just hear me out, please?" I pleaded, for the first time in my life. But this was important. I couldn't stand the thought if Jack was controlling him. It made my blood boil to the highest point.
"Logan...Could you stand out there for a minute, I'm sorry bu-" I tried to say, so very gently but Logan cut me off
"It's fine, James, I have to go talk to Mr. Knight anyway about the homework I turned in, I think I deserved an A+, not an A-" Logan stated, giving me one last hug, before he left the rink to Mr. Knight's Classroom.
Once I was sure he was gone, I made my way towards the ice, and I stepped on, very carefully. I knew it I moved one step wrong, I was going to fall and make a fool of myself.
"What are you doing! T-" Angry eyes tried to yell out to me, but I cut him off,
"I'm fine. I'm not going to die from walking on the ice." I said, rolling my eyes. It was true though, I wouldn't die from walking on the ice, I wouldn't even die if I fell through the ice. Because I can't die.
"Still..." Angry Eyes mumbled, never taking his eyes off me. Even though he was hurt, he still didn't want to get hurt. It made my heart fill with guilt for pushing him away and telling him off.
I made my way over towards him, making sure every step I took was careful and slow. Once I was right in front of him, I stopped and I steady myself.
"So what was so important that you had to try to commit suicide walking on the ice over to me, to say?" Angry Eyes questioned, crossing his arms across his chest.
"Because Jack is wrong for you, he is an asshole." I said, looking straight into his deep green eyes. I didn't want him to get pushed into something, something that Jack could obviously control.
I watched as happiness flicked through his eyes, but that quickly went away and was replaced with hurt and anger. He took one huge step towards me and he grabbed onto my arm, so very tightly. His eyes were now a dark green and his breathing went ragged. He was very angry...Now I knew his nickname fit him very well.
"He's the asshole? You are the one that lead me on, just to fuck with me!" He hissed coldly, sounding so angry. But I could hear the hurt beneath it, loud and clear. I hurt him badly...Fuck. Here comes the guilt again. Don't you see what your doing to me Angry Eyes? You are taking over my heart.
"...I didn't fuck with you, Kendall. I really do like you...I just have a horrible past." I stated, truthful as can be. I did like Angry eyes, a lot. Even when I tried to forget about my feelings for him this last week, I couldn't. He haunted my dreams, my mind was always on him and the guilt wouldn't go away. It was stupid to think I could forget about him or not act on my feelings, I knew this now.
"Then why did you push me away...?" Angry eyes questioned me. His eyes, now, only filled with hurt. He didn't even try hiding that fact.
"Because...Damn it...I was scared! Okay? I'm not use to these feelings..." I mumbled quietly, looking down as I felt a blush make it's way to my cheeks. I was never good with talking about my feelings. And honestly, I rather avoid doing so. But...I knew if I wanted Angry Eyes to stay away from Jack, I needed to do this.
"Neither am I, but...I like you James. A lot. I never liked someone so much in my life." Angry Eyes said, letting go of my now tingling arm, and sliding his hands down to mine. Taking them in his and squeezing them, tenderly. Like a careful lover, as he continued saying, "Plus...You aren't doing this alone, we'll be scared together."
I didn't know what to say. I was speechless. No one has ever said something like that to me. So I didn't know how to response to such words.
But I guess I didn't have to, because right at that moment, Angry Eyes pressed his lips to mine, in a tender, bittersweet kiss. It was like a lifetime movie, that makes you go "Awww".
Even if it was girly, and trust me, what I feeling was girly, it made my fears go away for the time being. This kiss gave me hope...For the future.
I gasped softly, when I felt him sinking his teeth lightly into my lower lip. And that is when he sneaked his tongue into my mouth. Our tongues danced a passionate dance, one that would make any other person blush. It wasn't sloppy or lust filled though.
It was a kiss meant to be remembered. As a promise to stand by one another.
After what seemed too quickly, even if it was a long kiss, we pulled back for air. But we kept our foreheads touching.
I watched as the cold from the ice, make our breaths be visible. But that didn't really matter, we could feel each other's breathing on our faces.
"So...What do you say, one more shot at this...No running away or hurting me, got it?" Angry Eyes asked me, looking deeply into my eyes. I saw every emotion that passed through his eyes. Happiness, contentment, fear, but the last one was the scariest for me...Love. Love was in his eyes, pure love. And it scared me more then anything before.
How could someone love me...After only knowing me for two weeks. It unreal. It was like a real version of the Dear John book. Without all the army.
My head was spinning again, but this time I wasn't wanting to run away from it. I was embracing it.
"Yeah. One more shot, and I'm not running away. Not anymore...Just one thing...Break up with Jack. I'm not doing whatever this is." I said, gesturing towards me, before I continued, " Between us, if you are still together with him. He is a bad guy, Angry Eyes. And I don't want you hurt.."
That's when he pulled away, rather roughly for my liking and I fell down onto the ice. I looked up at him, in shock and to tell the truth, I was hurt. What was wrong with wanting him to myself? I was never good at sharing anyway.
"I-I...I can't! I'm sorry! I can't do this!" Angry Eyes cried out, turning around on his skates and skating off the ice, onto the carpet flooring, quickly. And before I could get up and try to catch up to him, he harshly pulled off his skates, throwing them to the side, taking one last glance at me.
And that is when he ran out the back doors of the Ice rink. Not even slowing down, to maybe, put on shoes.
"Fuck!" I yelled out loud to myself. This time it wasn't me running away. It was Angry Eyes turn. Our roles were reversed. I was the hurt one now.
What happened to love being simple?
"So what do you think of Drama Class?" Joseph asked me, thoughtfully. He was a nice guy, pretty shy, but nice.
School was now over, which I missed more then half of it, trying to get my butt off the ice. When Angry eyes left me, I was stuck slipping around the rink for two hours. Thank god for the coach of the hockey team...Even if he was pissed at me.
But I did go back to see the Drama teacher, to see what my homework is. My homework is...Seeing how the background people, work.
And that is why I am here, walking out of school with Joseph, it took forever to find the guy. But I did, in AP English.
But this project meant, getting to know Joseph and Tara. Which was the reason I signed up for this class.
"It was...Interesting, to say at the least." I said, trying to put it lightly. To tell the truth, drama class was exactly what it stated to be, a class full of drama. Fights, tears, lust...
When I thought of that, I thought of Jack. Just his name, now, makes my head spin and my blood boil like a volcano.
He had something over Angry Eyes...MY Angry Eyes...And I was going to find out what. Other then him controlling his lust, I wanted to know why Angry Eyes didn't want to let him go.
Did he control love too?...
I was snapped out of my thoughts when I heard the voice, of the girl that held my curiosity, Tara.
She was just walking out of the school, holding a bunch of books.
"Hey Joseph!" She exclaimed loudly, bouncing over to Joseph's side. Not even noticing I was there, yet.
"Hey TaTa." Joseph said, taking her books from her. He seemed like a good friend to her. I wonder how long these two known each other...?
"So I was thinking, may-Oh, hi! You are James, right?" Tara questioned me with a smile warm smile on her face, leaning over and holding out her hand, for me to shake.
Which I did, gently though. She is a girl after all.
"Yeah, I'm James. And you are Tara?" I said, smiling my best smile. She may not like gays, but that doesn't give me a reason to be rude to her. Plus...I heard that from Jack, who knows if it's true or not?
"Yep. That's me, and this is Joseph, my tall friend." She stated, gesturing towards the height difference. Me and Joseph were about the same height, but her...Well, she looked to be about 5'2, maybe 5'3. She was pretty short compared to us.
"Don't blame me for you having short parents." Joseph teased, a playful smile playing at his lips. Tara just rolled her eyes and bumped into him. It was a light, playfully push but you could tell these two were close.
Kinda like how me and Logan are. And that made a smile find it's way to my lips.
He was still in class, trying to convince Mr. Knight he was wrong...I heard Garcia was in there too, I hoped he wouldn't hurt Logan. If he did, I would kill him.
"So where are we going? To do the project?" Joseph asked us as we made our way to the other side of the road, right across from the school.
"We could go to my cousin's house?" Tara suggested, shrugging her shoulders.
"Why not your house?" Joseph questioned her, sounding quite confused. I was too, to tell the truth.
"My house is being repainted inside, so we are staying at my cousin's." Tara stated the obvious.
And with that, we were off to her cousin's house.
"And this is my cousin's house." Tara told us, as we walked up the steps of the house. I felt like I seen this house before though...I just couldn't remember when though.
Joseph and I waited as she unlocked the door for us. After she did so, we walked behind her into the house. It was like follow the leader...I think that is what it's called. I didn't know for sure.
"Tara! Tara!" I heard a little girl's voice, and then all of a sudden. A little girl with brown hair ran up to Tara, hugging her tightly. The girl looked to be about six.
"Hey Kat!" Tara exclaimed, picking up the girl and putting her on her hip. The girl then wrapped her little arms around Tara's neck.
"Jo!" The girl then exclaimed to Joseph, excitedly. She seemed to very fond of the both of them. I wonder who she is though...She looks familiar. I just couldn't put my finger on it...
"Hey Katie-Pie, what have you been up to?" Joseph said, smiling warmly at her. Joseph seemed like one of those people that were good with kids. He would make a great father one day. I just know it.
"I been making cookies with mama." She stated, smiling a toothy grin at Joseph. She was a cute kid, reminded me of this one girl I knew when I was a kid, she was the sweetest little thing, but devilish as can be. Maybe she is too?
"Katie! You better come here now or Uncle might eat all the cookie before we can decorate them!" I heard a very familiar voice call out from the long hallway...It couldn't be...Was that Mrs. Knight?
"NO! Uncle, Don't!" The girl, whose name I was now confused with, wiggled out of Tara's arms and she went running down the hall, most likely into the kitchen.
"And that would be Katie, My smallest cousin, and the lady that was yelling, that was my aunt, Jennifer." Tara stated, pulling her shirt back down. Picking Katie up must of pushed it up.
If only I knew what Mrs. Knight's first name was...
I nodded, as I looked around the house, it was huge but cozy. It had two long hallways on each side of a huge staircase. The whole house was a cream color, but the floors were a warm brown wood. These people were very wealthy.
"Big house, isn't it?" Tara said, smirking knowingly. I rolled my eyes at that but I didn't say anything, only nodding.
It was a huge house, almost like mine when I was a child. It seemed bigger to me when I was a child, but I now knew it was because I was small and short.
"We don't got all day, come on, let's go into the living room." Tara said, grabbing a hold of both mine and Joseph's arm, right before she started dragging us towards, what I figured was the living room.
"Does she always act..This pushy?" I whispered to Joseph, making sure it was quiet enough she couldn't hear.
"Yeah...More so when it has to do with Drama class, and Taichi..." He whispered back, sounding calm as ever, he even had an amused smile on his face!
He must deal with this a lot.
"What did I get myself into?" I thought to myself as I was dragged on into the living room.
"Done!" Tara stated, finally, as she clapped her tiny hands together. I have sat on this huge couch, in this huge living room, for almost two hours. Listening and reading books on Script writing. This was worse then one of Logan's math documentaries!
I have never been so glad for something to be done in my life, ever. And I do mean, Ever.
I jumped, and I do mean jumped, off the couch rather quickly. I didn't even wait for Joseph to get up, before I started making my way down the hall. But that was till I saw something that made me do a double take.
It was that picture I saw in the window last week...It was of "him".
My breath caught in my throat and I felt dizzy. But that didn't stop me from getting closer to the picture, slowly as if the picture would disappear if I moved too fast. I was in a daze because of it.
"Why you looking at my great grandpa like that?" I heard Tara question me, from behind me.
And that made my breath catch even more...This...It couldn't be. I knew He had a wife when we were together, but I didn't think they had children. Tara was his grandchild...And so was Katie.
I don't know why, but even after so long, my heart ached at the thought. My love had children with someone else. Not me...
"Y-Your...He is..." I tried to get out, but my throat felt like it was closing up. I knew I couldn't die, but it sure felt like I was.
I been through a lot today, so much drama and frustration. It was getting to be too much, and this just made it cross the line. I have only been here two weeks, two damn weeks, and my life was spinning more out of control then it ever has before!
"Yeah, he's mine, Katie's, and K-" Tara tried saying but someone drowned out her voice,
"I'm home!"
And the person I saw, the person that owned that voice, made me fall to my knees, I now know why he looked so familiar...
Angry Eyes was His Grandchild.
My lover, Alexander...Was Angry Eyes Grandfather..
Things were about to get a whole lot more complicated.
TBC
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