The Fantasy

Mikey buried his head deep into the latest issue of The Walking Dead comic book, trying to muffle the giggles of Ray and Caterina as they fooled around at the back of the Library. He rolled his eyes as he heard a quiet giggle from the behind the bookcase. Why had he agreed to keep watch? It was agonising enough watching him stick his tongue down her throat but to sit there and be forced to listen to him getting off with her, the woman he had fancied for years, was just torture.

They soon emerged from the back of the library, Ray smacking her arse as they made their way over his table; giggling as they walked. “Ray!” She gasped as she smoothed out her tiny black skirt. Ray smiled, sitting opposite Mikey as Caterina began to sort out her makeup. “Cheers for that mate” Ray whispered, eyeing the librarian on the far side of the room who was watching them intently. The boys looked at her, flashing a quick smile before looking back at their books. “Not a problem” Mikey murmured.

Caterina Williams truly was the most beautiful girl in Birchwood High. She stood 5’8 and a size six hour glass figure every girl craved for. Her pale skin was always immaculate and, as every boy would tell you across Bishops Stortford, her legs and arse in that skirt was probably the hottest thing god had ever invented. She caught Mikey’s eye as he looked up from his comic book, smiling at him as she tucked her compact mirror back inside her blazer. “Everything alright Mikes” She asked softly. Mikey cleared his throat, feeling his cheeks burn a hot red. “Sure, everything’s great” He replied, nervously looking between her and the book in his hands; trying to dismiss the rising feeling in his chest.

She linked her hands together, her smile fading to solemn expression as she locked eyes with her friend. She knew when he was lying; he could never look her in the eye when he did. “I saw Gerard’s face in class today, what happened to him?” She whispered. Mikey turned his nosed up at her, rolling his eyes as he picked up his things and walked out of the library; he really wasn’t in the mood for talking about it right now. He stormed out, tucking his comic book under his arm as he shoved open the wooden double doors and walked quickly down the corridor. As he walked, he heard footsteps running after him. “Mikey wait” a voice called out, feel a hand pulling him back by the shoulder.

He quickly turned round to find Caterina standing before him. His eyes shot down to the floor, an uncomfortable silence hung in the air as she slowly wrapped her arms around his waist, holding him gently to offer him some form of comfort. “You know I’m here if you need me” She said quietly, feeling his arms wrap tightly around her as silent tears fell from his eyes.

When it came to his brother, nothing was ever ok.

*****

Frank and Mikey walked into class, tossing their bags on the floor as they took their seats at the back of the class. Mikey buried his head in his arms, closing his eyes as Mr Way quickly walked into the room, wearing dark glasses and an unironed suit without a tie. He kept his eyes dead ahead, not daring to look at any of his students as he began to write something on the board. “Got dressed in the dark did we sir?” Frank said, grinning at his teacher as he checked out his appearance; he really did look like shit.

Mr Way spun round on his heel, yanking his glasses off his face to reveal a large purple bruise around his right eye. He flash Frank a venomous look, locking eyes with him as he beckoned a long, pale finger at him. “See me after class” he growled, breaking away from Frank’s startled expression to look at the rest of the class who were staring at him in shock. “Anyone else who has anything to say about my appearance will be joining him. Understand?” He sneered. An uncomfortable silence hung in the air. Frank waited for his teacher to turn back round before rolling his eyes; clearly someone had a bad night. “What’s his problem?” He whispered to Mikey, gesturing over to Mr Way who continued to write down instructions on the board.

Mikey sighed, shaking his head. “Just leave it Frank” he replied, keeping his head down as he tried to avoid his friends gaze. Frank slowly looked away from him, copying down the instructions on the board. He knew something was wrong. He had been acting rather distant today and he hated seeing him upset like this.

What was going on inside that head of his?

*****

The bell rang out, signalling the end of school. Students flooded out of the classroom as Frank remained seated at his desk; staring at his teacher who was writing something down in a notebook. He slowly put the notebook away, signalling Frank to come over. Frank wandered over to the teacher’s desk, his nerves slowly getting the better of him. What the hell was wrong with him? He had never felt nervous of a teacher before. As he moved closer, he noticed dark rings ghosting under Mr Way’s eyes and a small cut on his lip which he had clearly tried to cover up. “Listen sir, what I said earlier...” he was quickly cut off as Mr Way placed a finger to his lips, silencing him immediately.

Mr Way slowly reached out, touching Frank gently on the arm; locking eyes with his student. Frank’s heart skipping a beat. He was an enigma; intriguing. He had never found himself so fascinated by someone before. His charming appearance yet dark and distant personality excited him; awakening something inside him. His heart fluttered as his cheeks began to blush a pale red. He quickly turned his head away; almost ashamed at himself for acting like this. “I worry about you Frank... I worry about you a lot” Mr Way said softly, a thin smile forming from the corners of his lips as he spoke.

Frank’s eyes moved up to his lips, longing for them. He noticed Mr Way’s cautious eyes swiftly scanned around the room, sweeping over the various desk and chairs which were scattered around the room.

They were completely alone.

Mr Way smirked, grabbed him by the shirt and pushing him back against the wall as his lips collided with Frank’s. Frank quickly fought back, this was wrong. He was his teacher, there’s no way he could do this to him. But these thoughts quickly disappeared as Mr Way’s hands ran down his chest, grinding up against him as his tongue moved erotically with his. Frank ran his fingers through his hair, his heart racing with excitement as he felt his teacher grow hard against his leg.

Suddenly Mr Way let go, backing away from Frank as a terrified look spilled across his face. Frank went after him, grabbing him by the arm and pulling him back. “Get off me! You shouldn’t have made me do this” He sneered. Frank shook his head, almost amazed by his response. “What the fuck are you on about? You kissed me” He replied, dumbfounded by his reaction. Mr Way said nothing, storming out of the classroom, leaving his student feeling more alone and confused than ever.

Notes

What's going on with Gerard?
Is this just a fling or will it turn into something more

Sorry about the really long wait, I decided to go on hiatus for a while during exam time but now I'm back and will be bringing you more updates