Two Months Later

Gerard stared venomously at Jamia as she placed her arm around Frank. They had been dating for two months now and just the sight of them made him feel sick. Filthy whore he thought bitterly, dropping his eyes down to the papers he was marking; he couldn’t stand to watch them anymore.

A loud laugh suddenly ripped through the classroom. Gerard’s eyes shot up, narrowing as he saw Frank edging closer towards Jamie, a sweet smile perched upon his face as he leaned in to kiss her. Gerard slammed his hand down on the desk, silencing the class immediately. He watched as Frank quickly let go of his girlfriend, locking eyes with him as he curled his fingers into a fist.

He hated that bitch; it’s almost like she knew what she was doing.

“Jamie, unless you want me to personally exclude you from my class for the rest of the year, get the hell out of my sight. NOW! He roared, watching the frightened teenager run from his classroom; tears welling in her eyes as she left. Gerard turned towards Frank, keeping his face emotionless as he locked eyes with him. “See me after class” He added, his voice suddenly quieter.

Frank remained silent, swallowing hard as his eyes shot down to his work. He didn’t want to argue with him, especially not since that “incident” a few weeks ago. Mikey gently nudged him on the arm, leaning in as Frank continued to work. “Jesus Frank, what did you do to piss him off?” He whispered.

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“Back off Mr Way!" he fumed, his embarrassment intensifying the volume of his voice. He didn’t want that man anywhere near him. His heart raced in his chest, a warm feeling washing over him as Mr Way grinned, taking another step towards him.NO he thought angrily. No you shouldn’t be feeling like this around him.

"Woah there honey” He chuckled closing the distance between them one footstep at a time. Frank backed away from him, his back pressing up against the counter as he tried to move away from him; he was trapped. Gerard placed his hands on opposite sides of the wall, restricting his escape. Frank flinched as one hand reached down and caressed his cheek, lifting his chin so that his eyes locked with his teachers. Once again, he was frozen, unable to scream, run...

or resist.

Gerard sighed, a sympathetic smile spreading across his face. “Why are you fighting this?” He asked quietly, edging his lips closer to Frank’s. He quickly turned his head away, swallowing hard. Of course he didn’t feel the same; he was with Jamia for christ sake! What happened in the classroom was a mistake, a stupid mistake that he would rather forget.

But, for some reason, he couldn’t.

“No...No stop it. I’m not gay! I have a girlfriend” He cried, pushing him away and walking towards the door; his mind racing from one confused thought to the next. Gerard suddenly grabbed his arm, pulling him back to face him; his face a mere inch from his.

“Tell me you don’t want this...” He purred alluringly, lowering his lips to Frank’s neck and blew air on it teasingly. Frank trembled at the touch of his warm breath making contact with his skin, his heart rate speeding up as he gently planted a kiss on his neck. A small moan escaped from his lips. This was wrong; Mr Way was a teacher, an older man. He wasn’t gay... he couldn’t be gay. But he couldn’t help but enjoy this, the passionate way he touched him, kissed him. It was far better than any woman he had ever had before. Gerard giggled, running a hand through Frank’s hair as he began to suck on his neck; feeling him writhe with pleasure, biting his lip to control himself.

A sudden realization came over him.

Jamia would see the mark on his neck.

“MR WAY DON’T! LET ME GO RIGHT NOW!” He cried, yelping as Gerard bit down hard on his skin; growing hard as a rustic taste began to fill in his mouth.

All of the sudden he let him go. Frank pushed him away, staring at him in horror as he felt a large, painful bruise on his neck. “WHAT THE FUCK HAVE YOU DONE?!” He shouted, covering it with his hand as a trickle of blood oozed from his neck. Gerard grinned, folding his arms against his chest as he watch Frank stagger back to his desk, quickly packing away his things; cursing under his breath. “You cant stay away Frank. I told you I could have you any time I wanted” He replied sinisterly.

Frank opened his mouth to speak, to shout, to say anything at the man before him. His words failed him. His cheeks burned a bright red as he ran from the classroom, his teacher’s laughter echo behind him.

Notes

I feel like this is getting boring, let me know if its worth continuing x

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