Free Fiction Friday: Jealousy, Part 26

Hello and welcome back to Free Fiction Friday! We’re back to the prequels to Turning His Life Around! There are seven parts to this one, called Jealousy, and five more short stories after this one. Yay! 🙂

Please remember that the guys are technically underage in these. Any sex is fairly tame (described, yes, but tame) until much later in the series.

If you haven’t read Turning yet, you might consider checking it out. These stories make a lot more sense if you’ve read it first. These should also be read in order:

Nightmares and Waking Dreams (Part 1 * Part 2 * Part 3 )
Homework Break (Part 1 * Part 2 * Part 3 * Part 4 * Part 5 )

I hope you enjoy it! Thanks for reading and feel free to let me know what you think. I always love to hear from my readers. 😀

Read Part 1 here * Read Part 2 here * Read Part 3 here * Read Part 4 here

Read Part 5 here * Read Part 6 here  * Read Part 7 here * Read Part 8 here

Read Part 9 here * Read Part 10 here * Read Part 11 here * Read Part 12 here

Read Part 13 here * Read Part 14 here * Read Part 15 here * Read Part 16 here

Read Part 17 here * Read Part 18 here * Read Part 19 here * Read Part 20 here

Read Part 21 here * Read Part 22 here * Read Part 23 here * Read Part 24 here

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Hayden swallowed hard and his eyes dropped to the table, leaving the question unanswered.

Ian approached then, but had heard the question and Hayden’s lack of answer. The tension around the table so heavy, Ian wondered that they didn’t drown in it. “Kane? H…Hayden?” Ian looked from one to the other.

Hayden turned around and the pain on Ian was sure the pain he showed on his face would have been obvious to a blind man. “I…Ian… I…” He glanced at a shame-faced Kenji, whose eyes were glued to Kane, then to Kane who was staring at Kenji, pain in the dark slanted eyes. Hayden finally brought his gaze back to Ian, who was still staring at him.

Ian struggled to hold back the incredibly tangled knot of emotion filling his chest.

Hayden stood up and took the half step toward Ian. “I…” he started again, then closed his mouth. He opened it and closed it again, as if he couldn’t find the words he needed. “There… I… fuck,” he said in frustration, his eyes closing. “I’m a bastard,” he settled on, then opened his eyes again.

“Did you lie? Was that bullshit, Hayden?” Ian asked, struggling to firm an annoyingly shaky bottom lip.

Hayden shook his head, almost automatically. Ian wasn’t sure if that comforted him or not. Hayden took one more breath, then swallowed again. “No, Ian, I didn’t lie. It was true and maybe that’s why it hurt, but I was wrong to not even listen, to not even give you a chance to answer the accusation.”

Ian nodded then took a deep breath. “There’s else something you need to know.” He glanced over at Kane who was now sitting next to Kenji. They were talking and holding hands. Ian wasn’t sure what to think about that, so he simply turned back to Hayden.

Hayden blinked a moment then, nodded. “You did, didn’t you? A… after?”

Ian nodded, fought the hurt and anger again, and lost. “You’d dumped me. You hurt me. I was angry because, well, I hadn’t. I was still hanged for it without a goddamned trial. You wouldn’t even listen. I was hurt and I was angry and the person that I comfort was having to soothe me. Tell me that you wouldn’t have done the same.” He paused to get himself under control again and waited. Hayden didn’t speak and that was answer enough. “Regardless of that, it doesn’t change how I feel. It doesn’t change the fact that…” he stopped again to swallow his lump. “The fact that you’re the one I… I love.” He closed his eyes and fought against the tear that wanted to escape, but the fight was in vain and it got away, anyway.

He felt a hand on his face and the tear was brushed away. “I’m sorry, Ian. I don’t… I don’t deserve it, but… please… forgive me.”

Ian let a shuddering breath out and the tears, despite his attempts fell faster. “Will you also forgive me? I should have told you, I should have said something. You should not have found out that way. I…” He was interrupted with a finger on his lip.

“Shh. Let’s… start over a little, okay?” he asked and Ian met those dark eyes and nodded. Hayden leaned in and closed the distance, placing a very short, chaste kiss on Ian’s lip. “I’d do a lot more. I want you in my arms right now, but this isn’t the place. Can we… be together after school?”

Ian look into Hayden’s eyes and nodded. He didn’t know just what Hayden meant, exactly, but the fact that they’d be in the same place at the same time was enough for the moment. He opened his mouth to say something when they were interrupted.

“Oh look, the fags are having a lover’s spat!” The annoying ass from the week before was back. Ian spun on his heel, pulled his fist back and swung forward in the space of a few seconds.

But he was, quite literally, beaten to the punch. All four of them were standing around the guy who was now sprawled on the floor. Ian knew his fist hadn’t made contact, but all four of them had theirs out. The cafeteria monitor rushed over and, unfortunately for all of them, it was Mrs. Suki. “Which one of you did it?” she demanded of them.

“Did you hear what he said?” Kane asked, eyebrows up.

“It doesn’t matter, nothing deserves violence!” she shouted, her fists clenched at her sides.

Four sets of eyebrows went up then four voices said, at the same time, “I did it.”

She blinked at them. “I know that’s not the case. Which one of you? Tell me now or you’re all getting detention tonight.”

They looked at each other, then back at her and, yet again at the same time, they all said, “I did.”

They watched in fascination as The Bitch’s face turned a nice shade of purple. “Office. All of you. Now.”

All four of them glanced at each other and shrugged. Kane scooped the papers up from the table and they turned toward the door. Ian glanced over his shoulder to see the ass still sprawled on the floor. He turned back and as he started walking, a hand took his. He glanced up at Hayden and smiled, closing his hand around Hayden’s and squeezed.

 

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Make sure to check out the rest of the stories from Free Fiction Friday!

 

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