=Normal POV=
[Monday, 10/01/2018; 6:50 am]
[Berk High School]
Things had been pretty calm since the sleepover on the 22nd of September. On the 23rd, the friends went to the Berk Police station to give witness statements about when Bradley Holgerson arrived to try and get Hayden back but turned bad because Hayden rejected him. Syrus gave a copy of the video to the officer he spoke with, and now everything was in progress to get Brad convicted of several things, but there was no telling what the charges would be. The arraignment hadn't been scheduled yet, but Hayden only hoped that Brad would plead guilty and not make this harder.
The following week at school was average; Trayden did go to Hayden's therapy session with him on Monday the 24th after school. Trayden met Dr. Harry Anderson, and Hayden managed to talk about smaller things like the abuse, but couldn't bring himself even with Trayden's presence to go into full detail about everything. Hayden only mentioned what family and who in what family did what. Hayden only said abuse, but never details on if he was hit, shoved, etc. However, when Hayden apologized to Trayden; it was mentioned once more that some progress is better than nothing, and even if Hayden didn't talk much; he spoke a little, and it's still a step in the right direction.
After the session; the boys hung at Trayden's house to do their homework and then Hayden left a few minutes before Rachel arrived home. On the 30th, Hayden and Trayden went on their second date around 7:00 pm; they saw Night School together, and then got ice cream before getting home around 9 pm or so. However, the weekend passed, and it was back to school now on the 1st of October. As always, the friends met at the breezeway to see one another before school started; they did this more so now that they didn't share every class.
"Morning, gang," Devon greeted as he came up with Miya and Hailey. Of course, Miya kissed his cheek, waved to the friends and headed right into the school to reach her office and open it.
"Hey," Evan said with Rylee and Tyler next to him.
"Another fun-filled week," Syrus sighed.
"Who all is going to the homecoming this Friday night?" Alyssa asked.
"Alicia and I are going," Tyler informed.
"I'm bringing Evan," Rylee nodded.
"Ford and I are going too," Hailey smiled.
"Miya and I will be chaperoning," Devon added in.
"Syrus and I are going," Mindy beamed.
"Seriously, when are you two just going to date?" Trayden chuckled.
"Could ask you the same thing with Hayden," Syrus muttered.
"Hayden and I have a different reason to hold off," Trayden remarked. "That's entirely unfair to counter with," he added firmly.
"I know, sorry," Syrus replied.
"Syrus and I are dating…Well, we are now. We…Went out for dinner on Saturday the 29th for a date, and yesterday; he asked me to be his girlfriend," Mindy informed calmly.
"Good for you two," Alicia giggled. "About damn time,"
"Hey!" Syrus complained.
"You two have had crushes on one another since freaking 9th grade…" Alyssa rolled her eyes.
"No, no…It was 10th grade," Hailey corrected. "In 9th grade, Mindy was crushing on Syrus, but he was too dense to notice," Syrus huffed, crossing his arms over his chest.
"And wasn't it…Hayden who made it obvious? Syrus hadn't said anything until Hayden made it clear for both of them since Mindy nor Syrus would speak up to one another," Rylee laughed a bit.
"Yeah, he did," Trayden nodded. "Speaking of Hayden…Where is he? It's almost the warning bell,"
"Don't know, maybe he's running behind?" Ford suggested. "Why don't you text him?"
"Good idea," Trayden got his phone, pulling up the messages with Hayden and tapping the box to reply.
6:57 am
Hey, where are you at?
Trayden sent the message and slipped his phone away as the bell rang at 6:58 am. The student said quick goodbyes and bolted down D-Hall to get to the locker rooms for their Physical Education class.
. . .
[7:05 am]
The students lined up in the gym after changing into their clothes; Thomas Wington began his roll call. "Hayden Haddock?" no reply. "Hayden Haddock?" the man looked around knowing that sometimes Hayden didn't reply. "No Hayden?" he looked to the friends.
"We didn't see him at the breezeway where we meet in the morning, Mr. Wington," Alicia mentioned.
"Anyone message him and ask if he's coming today?" Thomas inquired.
"I did, but no answer," Trayden replied.
"Well, perhaps he'll show later," Thomas sighed and continued through.
. . .
[11:25 am]
Hayden never showed for gym class, nor did he appear to arrive for Study Hall, Science, or History as Syrus, Alicia, and Trayden noticed. Now, the friends were in their lunch hour and had all sat down to relax a bit.
"So, still no Hayden?" Mindy asked her boyfriend, Syrus.
"No…Never showed for Study Hall, Science, or History," Alicia frowned.
"And no answer either?" Evan wondered.
The Jorgenson siblings shook their head. "No, not even for me. I've tried between classes too," Trayden interjected.
"Maybe he's just having one of his days?" Devon offered.
"Possibly, but we were talking last night," Trayden informed. "He told me he'd meet us at the breezeway for normal time,"
"What time did he go to bed?" Miya questioned. Trayden checked the messages with Hayden.
"Uh…Around 10:45 pm he said he was tired and going to get some sleep," Trayden reported. "Also, as I'm looking now; my messages to him are being read, but not answered," he added.
"Perhaps he's sick?" Ford shrugged.
"Or…Perhaps he had an appointment this morning so came in late," came Hayden's voice as he walked up behind Trayden, who whipped around to see Hayden smiling. Hayden chuckled a little as he kissed Trayden's cheek before sitting down next to him.
"Sorry, we worry when you don't answer," Trayden admitted.
"You mean you worry," Hayden countered as Trayden shrugged, agreeing. "Sorry," he said. "It was a crazy night," he added.
"What happened?" Syrus asked.
"Started a little after we stopped texting, Tray. I was nearly asleep when I heard Uncle Gabe yell out; I went to check on him, and he'd sliced his hand open trying to cut something. I took him to the ER, and the doctor on call cleaned everything up and stitched him closed," Hayden sighed. "We were there for almost three hours, so it was about 2 am by the time we got back to the house, and 3 am by the time I fell asleep,"
"Oh, poor Gabriel. Is he alright?" Alicia frowned.
"Yeah; he'll be fine," Hayden nodded. "My alarm never went off because I didn't put my phone to charge, so it died overnight. I woke up around 9:30 am, panicked about being late to school, but then Gabriel reminded me that it was okay because I had a doctor appointment at 10:45 am. It worked out that I could charge my phone, go to the appointment, and then come right here afterward," he explained.
"Well, we're glad you're here now," Hailey smiled.
"Thanks," Hayden relaxed a bit.
"Where's your lunch?" Devon inquired.
"I forgot it," Hayden chuckled. "It's on the counter next to the fridge,"
"Want half of my sandwich?" Trayden asked.
"Nah, you eat. I'll be okay until I get home," Hayden waved it off.
"Come on…It's your favorite; Peanut Butter and Fluff…" Trayden tempted, waving the other half of the sandwich in front of Hayden. The friends watched as Hayden's eyes lit up and followed the swaying sandwich bag before he grabbed it excitedly as Trayden laughed a bit at how happy Hayden got. Hayden moved in and pecked Trayden's lips quickly before sitting back and enjoying the sandwich. "Is that all it takes to get excited?" he asked.
Hayden shoved him and pouted. "You're such a pervert…And no…This isn't what gets me excited. If you wanna know that; you'll have to figure it out," he stuck his tongue out at Trayden now.
"Says the devious mind who came up with the idea to trick our friends into believing we were dating," Trayden remarked. "And you're just as perverted for saying that!"
"That was a joke, not deception. We both know they'd fall for such an easy trick," Hayden shrugged. "You ain't seen nothing yet, and I never claimed I wasn't a pervert. I know what I am,"
"Oh-ho? Really? Now I'm curious," Trayden said. "Maybe you'll show me one day,"
"There's a good chance," Hayden responded. Trayden looked through his brown paper bag with his lunch in it, locating something else he knew was Hayden's favorite and held it out as Hayden finished the half sandwich. "Is that the frosted animal crackers with sprinkles?" he asked.
"Sure are. Want them?" Trayden teased as Hayden nodded. "Tell me what I get in return, and you can have them," he chuckled. Hayden crossed his arms over his chest, pouting as Trayden kept the cookies out of his reach.
"Trayden! Come on, how old are you? This is something Kindergarteners do!" Alyssa scolded. Suddenly, Hayden got an idea as he got up and moved behind Trayden know, locking his arms around Trayden's neck carefully and hanging there.
"Have I ever told you how handsome you are?" Hayden tried.
"Flattery will get you nowhere," Trayden said as Hayden grumbled a bit, then grinned.
"Alright, how about a more direct approach?" Hayden asked as Trayden arched a brow. Hayden turned Trayden's face and kissed him lightly as the friends' eyes widened. Hayden ended the kiss and sat down with a hopeful look in his eyes now.
"I told you to tell me what I get in return," Trayden said with a smile.
"You got the kiss, didn't you?" Hailey giggled.
Hayden tapped his chin a bit, leaning closer. "You want more than a kiss?" Hayden inquired as Trayden nodded. The friends wondered what Hayden would do as an extra payment. Hayden grinned seductively almost. "Alright then…" Hayden got up pulled Trayden's chair back some, sat in his lap, locked his arms around his neck before leaning in and pressing his lips to Trayden's softly.
The kiss was almost like the one from the sleepover when Hayden took Trayden's mind off of Marcus; only Hiccup was taking charge of it and having no problem doing this in the cafeteria at school. Hayden kept the kiss going for a few moments; it even got deeper with tongue involved like a mini-makeout session. Of course, as much as both of them were starting to get into it; it had to stop because the school rules didn't allow such actions to go on for too long.
After two minutes or so, Hayden broke the kiss and stared into Trayden's eyes. "Wow," Trayden said afterward.
Hayden blushed a little bit but held his composure. "I might have kept it going, but school rules," Hayden replied. "Did it suffice as payment? Perhaps a down payment and I'll give you the rest in full later?" he asked. Trayden brought the bag of cookies off the table and in front of Hayden.
"Payment plan accepted," Trayden responded. Hayden nodded as he started nibbling on one of the cookies with an excited smile. "You staying on my lap?"
"Comfy," Hayden replied.
"I don't mind," Trayden chuckled as he locked his arms around Hayden's waist. "Hope this ain't weird to say, but you're a damn good kisser,"
"Not weird at all," Hayden leaned back against Trayden, closing his eyes and smiling. "You should see what other fun things I can do with my mouth to you," he winked.
"Odin above, you really are a pervert," Trayden sighed but smiled cheerfully. "And I freakin' love it," he added. Hayden giggled a bit, still eating the cookies. Of course, he did take one and gave it to Trayden. The friends weren't entirely sure what they could say or do; Trayden and Hayden were a lot closer than friends now, and it was only a matter of time before they ended up in a relationship.
"Man…Maybe I spent too much time on you and should have been going after your new boyfriend…" came Marcus's voice.
"Oh, would you piss off already? I'm not taking you back, and you can't have Hayden," Trayden sighed, clearly annoyed.
"I can have anyone I want," Marcus chuckled. Trayden growled a bit as Hayden took a breath while he got out of Trayden's arms and stood up.
"Hayden, what are you doing?" Syrus asked.
"Don't do this…" Trayden asked.
"You know if it's one thing I can't stand…It's a bully," Hayden stated as he kissed Trayden's cheek and faced Marcus. "You think that you can have whoever you want?" Hayden asked. "Let me ask you this then…" he paused. "Do you remember what I told you last time?"
"Come again?" Marcus asked.
"Do I need to ask in another language for you? I know Spanish, French, Danish, Old Norse, and Icelandic…Do you remember what I told you the last time you decided to bully Trayden?" Hayden inquired.
"Yeah, you told me to leave him alone, and I am…I don't want him; he has nothing on you," Marcus grinned.
"And pray tell what you believe I have that Trayden doesn't?" Hayden wondered.
"Experience," Marcus said. "Tray's only had sex once, and I did all the work; he was a good boy, though," Trayden closed his eyes looked down. "You, though…Oh, you've got what I want. I heard all about it from your ex-boyfriend Brad. I've met him a few times before he got arrested because Berk High has played against Archian Prep in Football…" he added.
"Oh! Alright…I get it. So you wanna go from being Dominant to Submissive, is that what I'm hearing?" Hayden asked casually.
Marcus paused. "Wait, no! You were the Submissive; Brad told me you always did as you were told!"
"You probably shouldn't have listened to the guy who got arrested for attempted assault and rape, just saying," Hayden smiled a bit. "Also, whatever he told you was bullshit because when Bradley and I had sex, consented at least, he was my bitch,"
Trayden was a little surprised. Was Hayden the dominant one between him and Brad?
"No. No; that's not what I was told. Brad said that he did everything to you," Marcus countered.
Hayden sighed, smiling contently. "Let me let you in on what happened, okay? After I accepted that I was gay, Brad and I became friends with benefits. In the beginning, Brad showed me what it was like to be with a man, yes. But it wasn't him telling me what he wanted to me or telling me what to do to him. It was me telling him what I wanted to do. And after we had sex for the first time…Forget it. Brad turned into a desperate little gay for my touch,"
The friends blinked a few times. Was this true? "He'd ask me if we could do things. He'd ask me if he could fuck me or me to screw him. What he told you about being in charge was when he was abusing and raping me to get what he wanted because I refused to accept his apology about leaving me when I wanted a real relationship. And I still have the text messages of him pleading me to forgive him. I still have the texts of him asking if we could have sex,"
Hayden laughed a bit, grabbing his phone, locating the messages with Brad from the last time they ever spoke in March 2017. Hayden turned the phone to show Marcus, who stared at Hayden after a few moments.
"So…If you want me, Marcus…I'm taking over my role as the dominant one, and I'll show you just how much experience I have. Because boy…I'll having you screaming my name at the top of your lungs and begging for more if this is what you want? Maybe we can make a video out of it, and show your friends? I noticed you came alone this time. Do they still not know you're gay? Trayden told his friends about being gay, and his past with you. You're still sitting in silence, though, trying to act tough when really…You're nothing,"
"Sh-Shut up!" Marcus demanded.
"Oh, giving me orders? No, that's not how that works," Hayden said firmly as he cracked his neck and knuckles. "Let me show you how a dominant male does things," he added. "Come," he stated. Marcus didn't move. "Come. Here. Now," he demanded as Marus flinched at the tone and stepped towards Hayden. Once close enough Hayden grabbed the front of his shirt and forced him to sit down on the chair Hayden had been in initially. Hayden leaned in close with a smile. "Now…Tell me what you want?" Marcus didn't answer. "Come on…Tell me…" Hayden continued.
"I-I w-want you…" Marcus replied.
"Yeah? Want me how?" Hayden stared into his eyes, bringing a hand up to rake through Marcus's hair. "Don't be shy…"
"W-Want you t-to k-kiss me, f-fuck me even…" Marcus managed. The friends couldn't believe this; Marcus acting submissive to Hayden.
"Oh, I bet you do…And you're so obedient; maybe I should reward you with a little something?" Hayden said as he leaned in closer.
"Pl-Please?" Marcus asked.
"There's just one little problem with all this," Hayden said calmly before his eyes narrowed and he gripped Marcus's hair in his fist with a hateful glare. "Like with Brad…I don't want someone who only wants me for sex. And there's no way in Valhalla or Hell that I would ever sleep with someone who goes around bullying the man I like and my friends. You can fuck off, but so help you Odin if you ever come near me, my friends, or Trayden again…Oh…You don't want to know what will happen to you. Understand?"
"Y-Yes, sir," Marcus nodded quickly as Hayden let go and back up.
"Your reward for being such a good boy is that I won't kick your ass this time. Now, get lost," Hayden warned. Marcus hurried away as Hayden sat down next to Trayden again.
"Okay, not even going to lie at how hot that was to watch," Trayden started. "W-Were you really the dominant one between you and Brad?" he asked.
"Not in the slightest whether it was rape or consented," Hayden laughed a little as the friends stared. "But Marcus doesn't know that, does he? Besides; I think he understands this time…After all; I just humiliated him as an extremely submissive gay in front of the entire cafeteria," Hayden smiled. "Exactly as I said I would last time he challenged me. I also don't need to touch him to hurt him physically; I hit his ego and pride. Sometimes…" he smirked. "That hurts far worse than any punch or kick,"
"Dear Gods…You're so friggin devious and dark…" Trayden smiled.
"Easy you…I don't want to see you get all excited and I have to take you to the bathroom to fix it," Hayden winked as Trayden blushed. "I can be submissive or dominant," he added. "With Brad; he was the one doing things to me, but only what I said he could. And there were times he wanted me to fuck him. So, I mean, I technically didn't lie," he shrugged.
"I don't care what it was, Hayden; that was awesome, and I thank you for it," Trayden said.
"What are boyfriends for?" Hayden replied as Trayden leaned in and kissed Hayden deeply, which Hayden returned. A few seconds later; they broke it and went back to eating and talking to kill the remaining time until lunch ended and they went to their next class.
