THIS IS! BULLWORTHS TO FAVOURITE MENTAL CASES! Lets see wha takes after the situation at hand!
Author: AllWolfXFox
Bullworths Two Favourite Mental Cases
"Hello" - Talking
Femme-Boy - Thinking
Pound Him - Inner self
'Becarful' - Better Inner self
Singing
*!* - Action
Chapter 24 Music and Words
Petey POV
"Okay! Okay! Settle down my students! Settle down!" Miss Peters called out joyfully.
I didn't bother to listen to what she had to say during the music class. I was sitting next to Gary on my left while Jimmy took to desks ahead of me. Zoe sat at the far back. Hopefully it was another boring lesson of listening to other kids playing instruments with no talent. I rested my head on one of my folded arms and my other rested across my stomach. I could feel a sort of bump under there. Very faint but there. So it was going to show soon. Another thing I will have to worry about.
Also, Amy. I haven't heard from her for a while now. She probably is back home now I suppose. So it would be nice if I could see. If that ass hole wasn't on my tail. I haven't seen him in a while either. Let's just hope it stays that way.
Also, Gary. *sigh*
It has been three days since Gary took me to the club and we hadn't spoken since then. I kept my distance while he kept his. Even we I was sick in the bathroom he didn't come to see me or complain about the noise. Just thinking about moment. That beautiful, bliss, romantic moment come and gone. It felt weird. I don't even know why! It felt nice. The moment was nice. I didn't even know that Gary could be so romantic! But then I had to bail out like that and ruin it.
Stupid!
YES YOU ARE!
SHUT IT! Why did I even say that? 'I think we should go?' That is so lame! Wait? Why am I acting like this anyway! It's his stupid fucking fault for taking me there anyway! Fucking Scar face!
"Now class. I hope you understand that this will be adding to your grade for your future! Remember! You must have a lovely piece finished by the end of Christmas Holidays! Now! Pick a number out of the bowl and the number closest to you is your partner for this Project!" Miss Peters called out, going down the rows of the desk going out slips of paper from a bowl. "One and Two will partner up! Three and Four! Five and six and so on!" She held out sweetly. There were fourteen students so it would be an even match up. I straightened my back and took my piece.
Thirteen.
"Okay class. I'll call out your names and you read off your numbers!" She smiled.
Yeah! We get ten minutes brake before another crapy lesson.
"Trent Northwick!"
"Five." He said broadly.
"Derby Harrington!"
"One! Of cores." He said smugly.
"Pinky Gauthier!"
"S-six." She stuttered out.
'Sh-she's not t-to happy with her partner.'
Ha! No kidding.
"Ted Thompson!"
"Seven."
"Algernon Papadopoulos."
"Oh no!" Algie yelled.
"Is there a problem?" Miss Peters called out. Algie looked like he was about have a heart attack.
"N-no Ma'ma. E-Eight."
Oh! Thas why.
"Beatrice Trudeau!"
"Two."
"Aw! Looks like Derby's got a play date!" Johnny called out. I shivered metal when he did.
I'll get him back for that night.
"Jimmy Hopkins!"
"Nine!"
"Zoe Taylor!"
"Ten."
"Johnny Vincent!"
"Twelve."
"Earnest Jones!"
"E-Eleven."
HA! Tha teacher aint being nice!
Jocks and nerds. Tha'll be tha day.
"Peter Kowalski!"
"Thirteen."
"Gary Smith!"
"Fourteen."
WAIT! Oh no. Shit...
Gary POV
I sat and stared at the bored thinking in my mind, forgetting about the lesson. For the past few days. Since I took Femme-boy to the Queer bar. I've been avoiding him. I knew that. I won't deny it. But I couldn't think of any logical reason to why?
Why did I take him to the bar?
Why did I stand up to take Petey for a dance?
Why did I freely kiss Femme-boy?
It get it that it came over at the top of my head when Petey was walking off! He was walking off in one of those moods. Despite how much I hate doing it. It was a somewhat way of apologizing.
I guess.
I didn't like the look on his face when he was staring out on the dance floor. He felt awkward around me at times.
I knew that much.
But that kiss...
Damm... I've got nothing for tha one.
A bowl appeared in front of my gaze and I stared at it. I raised an eye brow at the women as in 'Seriously? Rafael?' The women stared back with a fake smile and I rolled my eyes, taking one out.
Fourteen. Why am I always tha fucking last one?
Cuase ya an ass!
Oh Ha ha.
'Ignore him. There more important matters.'
Like wha?
'Trying to sort out things with Petey and telling your parents that you're gonna be a farther for instance?'
Oh fuck off. I already know all that.
'Yes. But you don't seem to be doing anything about it.'
MAYBE CAUSE HE'S A PUSSY!
Ya already said I was an ass. I can't be a pussy to.
YEAH YA CAN!
*I mental slam my head on the desk*
Why me? I would always ask myself that. Life sucks. Now. Back to what needs to be done! Maybe some eggs thrown at the school windows or Jimmy-boy a good beat down! OH! How about a nice-
'Talk with Petey and your parents.'
Can't you ever leave me alone!?
'Not really. You need to talk things out with Pete. You're going up and down with him.'
OH! Shut it! He's the one who bailed out! He has ta respect me tha much!
'... You haven't been taking your pills have you?'
...
"Peter Kowalski!" I heard Miss Peters say.
"Thirteen."
OH GREAT!
'This is not gonna end well.'
"Gary Smith!"
"Fourteen." I sighed.
Great!
Normal POV
"Okay! Now you know your partners! I expect a lovely music piece after the holidays from your partners! Remember. If you both don't contribute in front of the class. You Fail!" She smiled. All the students sat glum. Nothing could upset that women. Everybody made their way outside to their next classes. Spending the next ten minutes doing something of their own.
Gary walked out last and spotted Pete walking down the hallway. Gary smirked and ran to catch up to him.
"Hay Femme-boy!" Gary smiled, putting him in a head lock. Normally, Pete would squirm and complain yelling out 'Get off Gary!' Or now a days since his true self reviled. Could flip Gary over his back faster than he could blink and make a threat about Gary ever doing that again. Now. Pete did nothing. Gary noticed this and realised him without a word. Gary sighed frustrated and rubbed his temples. "Femme-boy, talk ta me." Gary snapped. Pete turned his head and glared at him.
"Why should I?" Pete snapped.
"Hay! Don't talk ta me like tha." Gary growled. "Last time I checked. I did nothing wrong."
"Oh so staying away from me while I'm throwing up my guts out is 'nothing wrong'." He mocked in my voice back at him.
"Look. You were staying away from me to. So don't get bitchy at me." Gary snarled back.
"I don't see why you're getting cranky! I didn't do anything!" Pete yelled. Damm this was all going downhill for both of them.
"What do you want me to say?!" Gary yelled.
"Oh! I don't know. Sorry for not being there through the mornings. You've been distance! You ignored me!" Pete bit.
"Oh." Gary said lightly. This was Gary. His other side. He stalked towards Pete as he step back till he hit the wall. Gary glared down as he glared back up. And this was Pete. His other side. Neither backing down. "So it's all my fault now. Everything has to be about you? If you weren't so bitchy. You would realise that it was you that freaked out at the bar and didn't want to do anything else. I try to be nice. And you just spit it back in my face." Pete shrank at that. "You want me to go through this with you cause it's mine to. But knowing you Pete." Gary growled, whispering in his eye. "It might not even be mine." Pete's blood ran cold in anger. "Knowing how much you wine everyday from the sickness, might not just be from being sick." Gary smirked.
"Shut up..." Pete growled.
"Aww. Is tha widdle Pete gonna cry now? Come on! I thought you were different!" Pete's body shook with rage and sadness coursing threw him. "Oh right. You're not. Hmm. Maybe if you go back to your step dads then maybe he can teach ya a thing or too. Maybe even make you emotionless! But your just alone aren't you." Gary said mindlessly. Oh that was the wrong thing to say.
There... Pete's small... quiet sobs filled the quiet hallway. A rush of cold guilt flooded him. Gary smirked at his victory for only a few seconds then it suddenly faded as Pete continued to cry quietly. He took a step back from him. Pete's head was down and his shoulders slumped forward and shaking. This picture looked so familiar. Just standing there... crying.
*Flashback*
"AHHH!" Gary roared and through the chair at the wall.
"G-Gary. Stop it! Y-You're gonna hurt you're self!" Pete tried to say confidently. Gary had enough with his pills. The school. Life. He was breaking down.
"Shut it! You don't know shit about me! You! Perfect in every way! And Me." Gary smiled at the ceiling and cackled. "The sociopath! I'm special!" Gary yelled. And kicked at the wall. Pete stood there in horror. Watching Gary have his tantrum. Then he sucked in a breath and walked to him when Gary wasn't looking. Gary whirled round and threw a punch at Pete. Pete staggered back from the blow but didn't fall.
"Why don't you just leave Femme-boy?" Gary snarled and grabbed Pete's shirt and slammed him into the closest wall he could see. Pete gasped and choked from the force. "You're just a waist of space ta me! Just go away! You can't fix all my problems cause you're pathetic! You can't even stand up for ya self! Why both mess around with someone like me?" Gary questioned with a smile. Pete's head was down and his shoulders slumped forward.
"What? Gonna cry now?" Gary laughed cruelly. Pete did cry. But not his wailed type sobs like he normally did. Silent and quiet. Like he wasn't allowed to. Like he was tamed to.
"Gary... Stop it... It's okay." Pete whispered. Pete lifted a hand and rubbed Gary's arm and made it way to his shoulder. Gary was breathing hard and froze at the touch. Pete lifted his head up to meet Gary and smiled. "I know it hurts. I may not know what it's like but... I chose to stay cause you're my friend." Gary could of laughed if it wasn't for the amount of truthiness in his eyes. Gary caught his breath in his throat.
"You've always had to do things on your own cause you're different." Pete said, sniffing. Rubbing Gary's arms to give comfort. "You hate everything but that doesn't mean that everything hates you." Pete said strongly. "You don't have to be the tough guy anymore. At least not to night." Pete circled his arms around Gary's body and hugged him.
Gary didn't move. He couldn't.
Pete... Then everything snapped. Gary's body shook when choke a sob. He didn't wail. He didn't yell. He just fell to the floor along with Pete and kneeled there in Pete's arm. Broken. Defeated...
But not alone...
*End of Flashback*
What... did he do? Pete didn't deserve that. He's pregnant for god's sake. Of cores he's going to be paranoid and emotional. But there was no excuse for what he said. What Gary had done? Once again. Gary had done something that he didn't know how to fix. But this time. It had struck at Pete's nerve. And that was not the best thing he has ever done. No... The worst thing he had ever.
"Peter..." Gary whispered Pete's given name. But it was all silent to Pete as he turned and walked off down the hall. Not bothering to go his next class. Leaving Gary standing there sick and shocked at his own words.
Yep. His own voice had every right to call him an ass and other names right there and then.
To be continued...
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Okay. I tired my best to make this a emotional as I could get it but if it fails it fails! ANYWAY! LOOK OUT FOR CHAP! 25! HOPED YA LIKE!
Pete Pregnancy dates:
4 weeks - Nov 20
Today! - November the 24th