The Light Behind His Eyes

I rushed over to Frank who was sitting on a bench, looking down to his phone.
"Hey," I smiled.
Frank's eyes met mine, "Gersrd, hi." He placed his phone into his back pocket, "You go to this school? I thought since you own a bookstore, you wouldn't care about school."
"Nah." I sat next to Frank whose eyes didn't leave mine, "It sucks to even think about it, but my business doesn't look like it's going to pay off...I guess I didn't have the skills my uncle had on running the store."
Frank shook his head, "It can't be that bad."
"Oh, really?" I smiled, "You were the only one who bought a book."
"Out of the whole day?"
I nodded, almost about to laugh.
He laughed, "Damn, well, it is your bookstore. Maybe you can make some changes."
"Any ideas?" I smiled.
Frank grinned, "I'll tell you what," his smile grew, "After school, we'll walk back to the bookstore and I'll help you out." Frank got off the bench, "We'll make some changes and you'll hire me as your co-worker." He winked.
I smiled as I followed his steps toward the front of the school, "Oh, really? You think I'll just hire you just because you have some ideas?" I grinned, enjoying our conversation.
Frank faced me, "Damn right I do." His arm swung over my shoulder, "We'll make great partners, I promise you that."
In this moment, I felt happy. Way too happy which chilled me to the bone. Something about this man made me want to hug him. Something about this man made me want to talk to him for eternity. Is it safe to say that maybe, just maybe, I have found, the one? Strange, I never thought about it being a man. I'm don't judge, besides, I've always had a curious side of the same gender since I was a kid. Frank makes me feel great, amazing. I don't mind loving a man, but does he?
Frank's arm was still hanging over my shoulders, which made my stomach whirl.
I can see Jack running toward my direction-without Alex. Strange. Jack was screaming my name over and over, it was growing louder as he grew nearer. He panted, standing in front of me. He choked out the words, "Alex...Stephan...fight..." And that was all I needed to hear before running toward the front of the school building. A large crowd full raging teens were forming a circle, around Alex and Stephan. Why aren't they doing anything? God, teenagers scare the living shit out of me.
I rushed over and made my way through the crowd until finally I was watching Alex on the ground with Stephan on top, throwing punches.
I wasn't thinking-at all.
I ran and jumped onto Stephan's back, wrapping my legs around his waist, pulling onto his hair. He shouted in pain as I yanked back. I felt a rush of heat pushing against my face as I my body was thrown over Stephan's shoulder, slamming my back against the ground. My back was stinging, as if a thousand tacks were pierced through my skin.
I looked over to Stephan who was over me, "You think you're tough? You think you're a hero, you fucking loner?" His fist was hard against my cheek, almost knocking me out. Where in fuck are the teachers? I tried to fight back, but a reader was no match for a football player. Stephan yelled in my face, shooting out a sprinkle of saliva, "You're no hero, Gerard! You're no fucking Chuck Norris!"
Ah, a Chuck Norris reference.
Just as I thought his punch was "lights out" for me, someone tackled Stephan down. I tried to re-gain my eye sight from the blood dripping down my forehead, and when it did...I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Frank, the quiet outcast, was beating the shit out of Stephan. Punch after punch, Stelhan was drawing blood-too much blood. I rushed over and tried to pull Frank off who was screaming at the top of his lungs, still throwing punches into the air.
I yelled, "Frank! Enough! Enough!" I managed to pull him off, but he lost his balance and fell on top of me. His face landed onto my chest and his anger turned into tears as he clenched onto my jacket.

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