Disclaimer: Nada owned by me. Reposted chapter because of minor hitch...i said Guy didn't know his father but later he says he's in prison so I've changed like a single sentence.

Secrets

Chapter Two

Guys POV

How did he know? I don't show it that much do I? It's not like I don't have good grounds not wanting to go home...one day I'm not going to come back and it won't be because I'm ill. No, I'll be dead.

Yeah you heard right, dead. I go home in the evenings and at weekend and come back with cuts and bruises covering my body. And do you know the reason? The simple little reason? I'm a bastard, a child born out of marriage. I'll explain.

My mum fell in love with my 'dad' when they were in school and when he found out she was pregnant he promised to stay with her. Well not going into details when I was born he decided he didn't like being a father, got drunk, killed a man and is in prison for manslaughter. Well then when I was 3 my mum met Steve, now my step-dad. Of course they had kids too, Nathaniel and Zechariah, Nathan and Zach. Now Steve has never liked me and when he found out that I was to play for America and then got into Eden Hall he started to beat me. I think he's actually hoping I'll either die or run away. I am contemplating the second choice.

"Hey Guy?" Oh it's Charlie.

"Yeah?" I ask.

"How are you getting home?" he asked. I realised I must have been stood at the gates while I was thinking through my troubles.

"Oh, I'm walking," I tell him.

"Get the bus with me," he says, oblivious to the fact that I have no money, as I don't get an allowance. I shake my head and smile at him before starting the very long walk home. "See you on Monday!" He calls behind me and I turn to wave at him before continuing.

As I walk it gets dark and by the time I actually managed to get to my house I can only see my way by the street lights. I take out my key and let myself in. Zach's in the hall on the phone and he punches me roughly as a pass him. My mums in the kitchen cooking and she says hello to me as I go up to my room to drop off my school bag. Nathan was in his room having a fag and came out with the express purpose to hit me.

"Fucking fag," he snapped before leaving. Oh yes, did I forget to mention that I am gay? Well I am and that's why I don't give a fuck that Connie dumped me. I'm putting my school stuff away when my step-dad opens the door. I cringe, knowing what was coming next, a thorough beating for in my view no reason what so ever.

Adam's POV

I hate Monday's, they are horrible. For starters we have before school practise and then we have school, murder. Everyone changes in a sleepy haze, except for Guy who sits and does nothing but flinch. Something's wrong. The others file out onto the ice but I stay behind, hidden from Guy's sight.

He begins to change slowly, flinching as if every movement caused him pain. And then Adam saw why as Guy pulled off his shirt, ugly black bruises covered his back and chest, along with red welts and cuts. None were on his face or anywhere that would usually be visible, enforcing the fact that this had been no accident.

"Germaine!" Orion snapped as he walked towards the room. Guy frantically tried to pull his shirt on before Coach Orion saw him. He just managed in time. "Hurry up and get on the ice, you too Banks," he said, noticing me in the shadows. Guy's fearful gaze found mine as Orion left. I sighed.

"Guy…"

"Don't Adam, just don't," he was now trying to get his pads on. I sat next to him and placed my hands over his, stopping his movements.

"Who did it Guy?" I asked kindly.

"Who did what?" he asked, trying to seem innocent. I sighed and moved one hand to press lightly on his shoulder, but even that lightest press made him cry out.

"That," I told him, taking his hand again. He was shaking, his breathing getting quicker and I was shocked when tears fell from his eyes.

"Please Adam, just leave it," he breathed. I shake my head, I can't just leave it. "Please Adam, it's not important."

"Not important?" I thunder. "Are you trying to tell me that you being beaten isn't important?"

Guy's POV

I flinch when Adam shouts and I can't help it, it's an automatic reaction. The tears falling from my eyes actually sting but I can't stop them. I'm shaking and each shake pulls on bruises and cuts and welts from the cane my step-dad had suddenly started using.

"I'm sorry," Adam said calming, taking deep breaths, "I shouldn't have snapped like that…but Guy, I'm your friend. You know you can trust me." I know I can, but… Well I can't tell him now anyway because Coach is shouting for us to hurry up.

"I'll tell you later," I told him quietly. He makes me promise before he helps me into my hockey gear and we go out onto the ice. We're playing a practise game and as soon as I am put in I get checked into the boards. Oh fuck! The pain was so bad! But if I showed it everyone would know so biting my lip I pulled myself up and continued playing, trying to ignore the feeling of blood dripping on my back from re-opened cuts.

"Put some effort in Germaine!" Orion orders. I bite back a snappy comment and just ignore the pain, the terrible pain.

Adam's POV

I watched as Guy fell down again, I think it was something like the fifth time in the last 5 minutes. His face was a mask of pain as he scrambles up but just as he manages Fulton knocks him down again (by accident). He struggled to his feet but I think coach has had enough.

"Alright, hit the showers everyone! But Germaine, stay," Guy stays behind as everyone files out but I stay at the door, waiting for Guy who was now being shouted at by Orion,

"What was wrong with you out there Germaine! This is the worst you've ever played! We are lucky it was only a practise and not an actual match! If you don't buck up your playing at tomorrows practise you are benched! Oh, and one more thing, your Maths teacher and your History teacher have informed me that on your last tests you just scraped a C. Now I know that is what you need to compete but I expect B's or better, would you care to give an explanation of this?"

Guy's shaking, that can't be good. I've noticed with Guy, when he's in pain, he gets angry.

"Bench me for all I care!" And I was right. "Yes I'm about 2 marks away from failing History and Maths but who cares? Not me! I don't give a flying fuck! I don't have time to study what with Hockey and my dad beat…being a complete arsehole so I'm sorry if I don't meet up to your sad little standards!" Wow, when Guy goes, he goes in style. Orion actually looks shocked.

"You have no right to talk like that Germaine," Orion says amazingly calm, well at least I'm amazed, this just seems to make Guy angrier. He pulls off his helmet and for a moment I think he was going to hit Orion in the head with it but luckily settles for throwing it at the glass surrounding the rink. There are tears falling from his beautiful eyes and what looks like a splash of blood up the side of his neck, wait! Blood? He was bleeding!

"No right?" he asked, a suddenly wild look in his eyes. "You don't know anything about rights you arrogant self centred bastard! Right's don't matter to me." His stick and gloves followed hit helmet, the stick coming close to hitting Orion's arm. "So just leave me the fuck alone coach, and if you want to bench me I'll save you the trouble and quit first."

"What is wrong with you Germaine?" Orion asked kindly, blocking Guy's way to the changing rooms. Orion looks genuinely concerned to me.

"Nothing. Nothing you hear? NOTHING!" Guy screams and I watch in shock as his body seems to crumple and he falls to the ice unconscious.

"GUY!"

A/N there we go.