AN: WHOA I got such a big review increase and kudo count this previous chapter! I'm seriously happy about the feed back so thank you so much to those who took the time to do so.
Declaimer: I do not own Ed Edd N' Eddy in any shape or form, if I did Kevin and Edd would have been kissing canonly at twelve years old *snicker*
Being dragged to the boy's locker room by a girl a good head taller than he was embarrassing enough, having said girl tug off his soiled shirt in the process once they were there was completely mortifying.
"Bandages...? Why in the flying fuck do you have on BANDAGES?! Eddward Vincent...you...what the hell you have bruises everywhere; and, and is that a hickey?! Where the hell did you get a hickey from? Oh hell no was it Kevin?! I'm going to slice him up into little pieces so tiny the cops won't even be able to find 'em!" Marie sputtered angrily like a tea kettle ready to boil over with steam; her cheeks were smudged pink with fury.
Now shirtless the smaller of the two stood there silently looking down at the dirty green and black tiled flooring of the dimly lit locker room as if it were the most interesting thing he'd ever come across before.
He rubbed his left wrist where one of the black and white checkered wrist bands were covering previous scarring; his finger nails clung to the fabric like a safety blanket of sorts, "It's a long story..."
"Well good I have all the time in the world Double D, and don't think you've gotten away with not telling me anything! Ooooh no sir, after you shower you're gonna tell me every single detail about every single damn thing that happened from yesterday till today! Do you understand me?"
Sighing Edd blew out a defeated breath his bangs falling into his eyes in the process, "Yes Marie, but could you please step outside of the locker room for me to do so?"
Hesitating her slender callused hands found their way to his narrow fragile shoulder's.
Her dark navy eyes took on a softer look to them, "I want you to know you're not alone Edd...I'm right here in next to you and I promise you I'm not going anywhere even if you tell me to..so...so there okay?!"
He smiled a watery smile and nodded numbly not knowing what else to say he murmured out, "Thank you Marie..."
Nodding she ruffled his hair some affectionately before turning toward the door, "If you take more than fifteen minutes I'm coming in and dragging you out butt naked, you hear me? No funny stuff." She threw a worried glance over her shoulder before storming out to guard the door from the outside.
As soon as the locker room door clicked shut it's hinges creaking with effort of not having been oiled enough by the janitor.
Cyan eyes overflowed with extremely painfully hot tears.
They dripped down his face catching on his pointed jaw bone before he wiped the moisture away with a shakily clammy hand.
He then dug the finger nail beds of his right hand deep into the bandages around his lithe ribcage, causing a burning spike of fire to bubble up around his lungs.
Yes pain, that was a good reminder.
It reminded him he was still here after all.
In this horribly lonely place in time.
Sighing he took off his hat and set it aside on one of the benches in the middle of the rows of gym lockers.
Next he unlaced his boots, kicking them off messily to the side with his socks, quite unlike him mind you but at the moment he didn't really seem to bring himself to care about being orderly.
Stepping out of his pants he soon left them in a haphazard pile as well as if leaving a trail behind him as he went.
Sucking in breathe in a sharp spike of air he bit his busted lip breaking the scab on it.
He lapped away the metallic taste of blood the blossomed out of the cut.
Finally he shed his undergarments and gently set down his wrist bands next to his hat.
Gods he thought by morning it would have numbed perhaps a teensy bit...
Oh how badly had he calculated that assumption!
His eyes squeezed shut at the remembrance of Kevin.
After having seeing him again the wound dealt to his heart seemed to just rip right open.
Burning like an acidic salt that had been poured deep inside the very core of his being.
Rubbing his face his eyes opened half laden as he padded toward the public showers.
Why did infatuation have to pardon his lack for better wording, suck so much?
The immediate obsession and heated connection, rampaging thoughts, skittering butterflies in his abdomen.
Was love not supposed to be the most pure and beautiful emotion known to mankind ever to be felt?
Then again there is always two sides to every story, every mask, every emotion in which history had dealt upon the human race.
Gently he turned on the spray of the shower and waited for the steam to heat up and cloud the stall around him.
Stepping into the scorching pour of water he shuddered and bit his lip again.
The burn against his chilled skin, the bruises and cuts, was a love and hate relationship in his mind.
Looking around he cursed under his breathe having forgotten to look for soap.
He then thankfully spotted a bottle of left all purpose body wash/shampoo/conditioner on the floor of the stall that the last person to use the shower before him had unknowingly left behind.
Squirting the surprisingly familiar but still nice smelling soap into his hands he gave his hair and body a good lathering and scrub.
Blinking against the spray the smell actually smelled a lot familiar now.
Blood suddenly rushed to the pale cheeks of his face, this was the soap that Kevin smelled like!
He coughed.
Not that he'd adamantly or purposefully smelt said other male or anything, because he hadn't!
It just well sort of got cataloged away in the far reaches of his brain.
Blood soon fled from his face to other, ahem...
Places.
Dipping his hand down to meet the base of his now firm shaft he licked his lips in a nervous manner.
A shiver ran down his spine heat began to pool at his lower stomach as he gently gripped himself and began pumping the base to the tip in slow strokes all the while biting his lip as to not make a sound.
That was the last thing he needed to do, alert Marie that he was masturbating in the showers.
The lovely scent of the spice in the soap enraptured his senses as his imagination ran away from him.
His mind envisioned larger well calloused hands caressing him instead, the hard defined abdominal and chest muscles of someone much taller and larger than he sliding up behind him fitting perfectly against his back while nipping at the sensitive skin of his collar bone.
He snapped to his senses after a moment when the biting on his neck became actual pain and the gentle grip of his illusion turned bruising against his hips.
"Now, what do we have here? Hmm? A fag playin' with himself in the locker room's personal showers? How fucking nasty."
Jacob's distastefully pungent scent hit him in seconds, as did icy spikes bouts of fear in the pit of his stomach.
His previously heated body chilled as his heartbeat galloped through his chest like a stallion making his poor ribs burn with the effort of his heightened breath intake.
He was completely naked, and at the mercy of his number one bully.
All logic fled his mind as he stiffened like a cornered wild animal ready to try and bolt at the first sign of an exit.
"What no clever worded intellectual comment for me to hear? How boring, and here I wanted you to whimper and beg or somethin'. Seems you really are pathetic after all, oh well we'll have fun anyway won't we?" Jacob snickered out snidely as he turned Edd in his arms.
Cyan eyed were bulged wide in fear, "W-What...why...how did you...?" his voice came out as a jumbled garbled low rasp of incoherent babble.
Laughing loudly in his face Jacob brought his bruising grip to the poor smaller teen's wrists and squeezed hard before moving them above the nerd's head against one of the empty showers stall walls effectively pinning them there.
"Oh you mean your cute bodyguard? She wasn't too hard to get rid of, my boys are out there right now as we speak handling her." He smirked down at him his eyes malicious and glittering nastily at him.
A sour taste filled Edd's mouth as he felt the urge to vomit, "Please...don't do this..."
Tears prickled at the edges of his quivering eyes.
Before the bully could say another word in edge wise, he was torn off of him and thrown over a bench his the bulky frame of the larger boy making and unpleasant thud as the back of his head cracked against the floor.
Marie stood tall bruised in several places and sporting a nice shiner to boot.
The fire that was dancing in her eyes slowly dimmed enough for her to look to the ravenette, "fuck...he didn't...did he?"
All Edd could do was shake his head back and forth repeatedly before sinking too his knees pulling them to his chest protectively.
"Fuck...fuck Edd...don't...cry..." She kneeled down and tore off her navy hoodie and wrapped it around him.
Tears welled in her eyes, "It's gonna be okay I'm here, we'll get through this."
Things then happened very suddenly and rapidly as the gym coach Mr. Blake found the unconscious beat up bodies of the three cronies Jacob had sent after Marie in the hallway and had practically raced into the locker room at track record breaking speeds.
Although unconscious the boys were fine otherwise, the big problem was now Jacob Talbit who's head wound looked more serious than anything else wrong with him as a small pool of blood was haloed around his head where he lay.
Soon the nurse and principle were called, and unfortunately that meant the police and paramedics as well.
Nurse Maebury was a friendly looking portly woman in her mid fifties with graying blond hair that curled around the edges, she had a kind motherly sort of energy about her and it instantly set Edd's nerves a notch lower on the stress spectrum bar.
Principle Mc'Dowell looked about ready to either have a stroke out of anger or faint from stress he was sweating profusely and mopping at his very badly placed toupee.
Mrs. Maebury was checking over Jacob first seeing that there were no visible wounds on Eddward to be seen and began cleaning and bandaging up his head when the paramedics stormed in with a stretcher their walkie talkies going off every so often as they sent status reports out.
Jacob was loaded onto the stretcher and taken out of the room and down the hall, as a female paramedic came over to Edd to check his vitals and ask him a few questions gently.
looked down right pissed when Marie told him the whole story as if he were about re injure the boys himself.
The female paramedic excused herself with a soft "excuse me" and let the school nurse take her place.
"Let's get you to the infirmary to get you cleaned up and then we can call whoever you need to pick you up." spoke in a soothing tone as she helped Edd stand upright making sure Marie's hoodie covered him in all the right places.
He simply let himself be lead out his body on autopilot.
Marie trailed behind a frown deeply set in her face, her eyebrows furred in worry.
Kevin was sitting in English class when he heard the sirens.
He blinked and stopped mid tap of his pencil against his notebook.
Even the teacher looked up as some of the students crowded around the windows having left their seats to get a better look of the ambulance and police cars out in front of their high school.
"Oh Christ is that Talbit and his gang?" Spouted out one perky brunette haired cheerleader.
"Seems like it..." Murmured a black haired jock next to her, "Wonder what the hell happened..."
Instantly a feeling of dread clouded over the ex-bully's chest.
Why did he always have to be right?
Fuck
With that he abandoned his desk and ran straight out the door a repeat of earlier only infinitely more worried and fast paced.
Please let him be okay, please oh fuck don't let anything have happened to him...
He skidded right in front of the Nurse's office and looked inside.
"K-Kevin...?"