Have you ever wrote something, and thought, people are going to hate me.
That is this chapter in a nutshell...
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The weekend had passed with Edd hiding out in his house flushing at every memory of Friday night, he knew when Monday came he would actually have to face Kevin and the fact they had kissed. He couldn't believe how he had acted. So wantonly like a desperate slut. Sighing at his lame Sunday lunch Edd decided to go shopping for more essential needs. Grabbing his keys, the male left the house refusing to let his eyes wonder to the house across the street, he wasn't desperate, he was strong. He didn't need anyone. Even more so he did not need Kevin. His childhood bully. Not those dangerously beautiful green eyes. The short cut hair that is just long enough to run fingers through. Not those strong..."Damn it." Edd whimpered dropping his head on the wheel with a irritated sigh. "No no no no."

When he walked to his class he forced his head up high, he was an adult. Not some high school girl that lost her first kiss, not that the simple brush of the lips could be considered a kiss. Kevin would not have that kind of effect on him, he was better than this, he was smarter than this, he wouldn't let this happen again. Not even if it is so tempting. Refusing to acknowledge he was flushing he entered his class glad to see some students had already joined him. Sitting at his desk he waited for the class to enter and the bell to ring. He had a job, he would make sure not to let his personal life effect such.

The day ended and he sat at his desk awaiting Kellie to enter, but after several minutes Edd looked up to emptiness. Worried thoughts filled his head as he gathered his things and slowly moved to his car perking up at any noise only to be disappointed. Returning to his empty house with a discouraged sigh. The week continued like that not a sight or sound from the red heads, Edd was getting worried, but mostly he was mad. One would think, Kevin not being one to scare easy would have the decency to talk to him after a date, sure there was a small chance for date number two but that gave him no right to avoid the science teacher. When Friday bared his head Edd have had enough of the loneliness and being avoided. As soon as his lunch period had started the science teacher stalked to the baseball field, the players freezing on the field, Frankie even looked overly bored, not paying the slightest of care as the man passed, calling his team's attention back towards the warm up as Edd reached the equipment house that doubled as a Coach office.

Knocking with force the male didn't know he had he tapped his foot impatiently as he waited, huffing when a man who was very much not Kevin answered the door. "Yellow? Can I help you?" He didn't look qualified to be a teacher, or to even have a government payed job. Bright blue hair and gold earrings made sure of that, the man loomed over Edd. "Eh, Can I help you?" He repeated raising a brow to studying Edd who refused to back down, looking like an angry hamster. "I'm looking for the head coach. Kevin." The man's brows dropped in thought. "Uhhh, he's not here." Edd blinked wondering where the male could be. "Wait are your Eddward, the new science teacher right?" Edd looked up the man his blue eyes confused. "Haha wow, you are adorkable." Edd flushed, wondering were the hell this guy came from, as the other leaned in towards him. "I'm assistance coach, Nathan Goldberg. You can call me Nat cutie." Flush level was hitting beet red, Edd failed to force it away. "Where is Kevin, Mr. Goldberg?"Refusing to indulge the other with the nick name. Nat pouted but Edd ignored it. "Aww come on call me Nat, it would be so cute." Edd only glared that his answer was ignored. Sighing Nat waved his hand. "His daughter Kellie got sick and he took off a few days to take care of her." With wide eyes, Edd looked away to bite on his thumb nail in thought. Edd felt guilty, he had thought Kevin was avoiding him when he was taking care of his daughter.

"You know he talks about you a lot." Looking up at Nat, Edd had a questioning look on his face. "Aw come on you don't know? " Shaking his head Nat only smiled wider. "It's not my place to say cutie. Now I have a practice to watch over." Edd nodded still running ways to apologized to Kevin, while explaining why he was apologizing in the first place, turning away to head back to the main building when a hand patted his butt, causing him to let out a very unmanly noise. "Small but perky how cute." Edd smacked the hand away flushing darkly his hands covering his butt as he ran backwards to the school ignoring the echoing laughter.

Back in the safety of his class room Edd slowly ate grapes. Kellie was sick, she was lucky to have such a caring father to stay home to care for her. Edd and Kevin never had that but once Edd had some one who took care of him while he was sick.

"Dexter you'll get -mmmph." "Oh shush I wont get sick plus pleasure is the best medication." The male licked down Edd fever sweaty throat nibbling at the skin causing the boy to gasp and squeeze his shoulders. "Oh...T-thats not true and you know it." Edd tried to force the other away but his fever had zapped away his energy. "Oh Eddward, you should know by now, I only speak the truth." The dark haired male chuckled and slid his lips down the others body. Causing Edd to gasp and wrap his hands in the dark hair as the ministrations began to take effect. Dexter bit down on the skin just under Edd belly button. Hard enough to purposely leave a mark. Dexter did that alot, left marks and bruises all over Edd's thin frame. "I like to claim my territory. And you're mine." The marks had started off simple hickeys, then bite and claw marks, then Dexter had seen him helping a student in class and things went down hill from there. The cut hadn't been deep but the burn was felt everytime Edd put on clothes. As days went by Dexter got worse. The cuts became constant and slowly deeper, Edd was beginning to have more to show of this than the proof on his skin. His roommate had gotten worried and tried to comfort Edd, though he refused it Dexter had some how found out. Dexter became furious. He was moved into Dexter's apartment, and he never saw his roommate again.

Edd jumped alive when the lunch bell rang, realizing he hadn't touched his tuna sandwich. Putting away his food and rubbed his sleeved shoulder the burn felt fresh. The scars burned like tiny flames making him feel sick. Turning to his class who actually looked worried that their teacher had turned a sickly green, he smiled and began the lesson. By the end of the day he decided he would check on the two Saturday. So he had time to fix his own stomach.

At home he got ready for a shower, removing his shirt he looked at the mirror. Scars and burns littered his skin. The one across his hip was the deepest the skin pale and uplifted from the rest, but the one that continued to burn sat on his shoulders. Like a removed tattoo, the skin was damaged beyond repair. The flesh uplifted. The scars had be carved into repeatedly, over and over a punishment that would last forever. DRF. Dexter Randal Floyd. Edd shivered with memory pain. His screams met deaf ears as the male had used his body as a canvass. Scaring it permanently. The reason Edd covered his body no matter the heat or the occasion. Cigarette burns left circles of light pink scars everywhere, cuts from various sharp objects littered his flesh. Edd began to shake as he remembered the first night he tried to leave.

Dexter had thrown and choked him as he pulled out the knife he always had. The sadistic man carved the initials for the first time into his back. Edd had clawed the couch arm as he forced himself not to cry. When the knife had clattered against the table as a hot tongue lapped up the blood. "Your mine. You can't leave. I'll make sure you never leave." Edd struggled, as he fought Dexter had pressed his neck uncomfortably to the couch almost cutting his air supply as Dexter worked his pants off, and then pure white hot pain.

Edd gasped the white sink as he vomited into it's bowl. Quickly turning on the sink to wash it away, tears streaked down his eyes. Pulling the hat from his head he used it to wipe his tears. Looking at the mirror. The raven locks curled in soft twists. while only long enough to pass his ears the closer to his face, the back was long enough to touch the back of his neck. The mess of hair had once been longer, now only a year's worth of length. Dexter had loved his long hair, soft to the touch, and silky like a woman's. Once he was free he had chopped it off starting over. Brushing his hand through the soft locks Edd continued to strip, staring at the scars that littered his body. Dexter was gone, but the scars would never leave. Edd would forever be an ugly mess of scars. Dexter was gone, he had lost Edd, but in some ways...Dexter had won everything. Edd would only be his. Because with the scars; Edd would never be wanted again.

Nat belongs to Candyacid.
Dexter belongs to me.
Please don't kill me.
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