I looked up as the person walked in slowly. My face fell as I realized who it was.

"Hey, fag," Evan said as his lips formed into a smirk. I gulped and rest back against the wall wishing it would just swallow me whole.

"What do you want, Evan?" I asked and rolled my eyes but instantly regretted it when his hand made contact with my right cheek causing my glasses to fly off of my face. I shrieked and held onto my cheek as my body shook in pain. What guy slaps another guy on the cheek and calls themselves straight?!

"Don't talk to me like that," He muttered venomously and glared at me. I bit my bottom lip and looked away, blinking away the tears that were urging to come out. "Get up!" He yelled causing me to slightly jump in my position. I looked at him puzzled not realizing what he just said.

"I said get the fuck up!" He yelled again and grabbed me by my collar. He pulled me up roughly before punching me in the face. I yelped as he pushed me against the wall.

"If you make another sound, this time I'll make sure you never talk again," He mumbled at the side of my face and bit down on my ear harshly. I hissed but kept still.

Is this guy even straight?!

I shivered in fear and disgust as the memories of last month beating flashed in my head.

Before I could process what was happening, his fist made contact with my stomach causing me to double over and groan in pain. More hits came after and the only thing you could hear was the sound of him punching the living daylights out of me. The taste of my own blood tickled my tongue whenever he sent his blow.

"P-please, stop..." I begged but he just continued to send blows after blows. Each one made a drop of blood hit the tiles. And no one would know that it's mine because I'd always leave before anyone could find me.

When he finally stopped, I slid down the wall finally letting the tears go. I wanted so badly to scream. I wanted to ripe out his eyeballs, but I couldn't. "Awe, he's crying," He said in a sick voice. The sound of laughter filled my head causing me to look up, but no one was behind him. Am I imagining things now? Am I finally going crazy?

My thoughts were cut off when he kicked my stomach one last time before backing away from me. Pain shoot through my entire body as I coughed out blood.

"Bye, fairy," Evan said. His voice was distant signaling that he was outside. The door then shut and that's when I finally let everything go. I broke down, choking on my own tears. I held onto my aching stomach before trying to get up, but pain the pain was too much, I instantly collapsed. My vision then became blurry as my head pound. My breathing was uneven, the entire room was spinning and the sound of a high-pitched thrill-filled the air, echoing in my ears.

Seconds later, I passed out.

~•~

"Hey, kid! Wake up! Shit, what the hell happened in here?!" someone yelled. Sounds so familiar...

"Dude, wake up! Come on!" The voice yelled again. A hand softly touched my right cheek causing a burning sensation to shoot through it. I hissed and quickly got up but ended up hitting my head on something hard but kinda soft.

I shrieked and rubbed my head. I tried to stand up but pain, like before, shoot through-out my whole body causing me to rest back. I blinked a few times before looking up.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, almost in a whisper. He looked down at me worried. "I should be asking you that. Why I'm here doesn't matter," He said and took my arm before gently pulling me off the ground.

"Who did this to you?" He asked.

"No one." I lied, which was dumb.

As much as I wanted to jump on him and kiss the living daylights out of him, I gotta keep cool, even if I'm in serious pain at the moment.

"You can't say no one did this! Look at you, you got blood all over your face, " a mixture of pain, anger, and worry-filled his tone as he rests me against the wall. I breathed out and looked away from his eyes which were boring into mine.

"Could you forget about it?" I mumbled, my voice cracking at the end of my sentence. His face softens and he sighed before walking into one of the bathrooms and coming back out with some toilet paper in his hand. I deeply frowned.

"I'm not putting that shit on my face," I said as he opened the pipe and put the tissue underneath the running water. He rolled his eyes before closing the pipe and squeezing the water out of the toilet paper.

"You have no choice," He said. Before I could say anything, he began dabbing the tissue on my jaw. I groaned but stayed still.

Here I am, standing in the bathroom, with Alex St. Marie cleaning up my face. Something I thought would never happen.

Suddenly, my eyes landed on his face and I couldn't help but stare. His eyes are so beautiful. I could get lost in them for days. I wonder if he's single...or do I have to murder a bitch tonight? Meh...it doesn't matter. I'll still find a way to get him.

My thoughts were caught off when his eyes landed on mine. I blushed and quickly looked away. He chuckled and continued to wipe my face, each time going back to the bathroom to take more tissue.

"All done." He said after a few minutes of standing up. I smiled but groaned as pain shoot through my sides. "We gotta take you to the nurse. At least you can tell her who did it," He said and took my arm before wrapping it around his shoulder.

He then led me out of the bathroom and down the hall which was surprisingly empty. "What period is this?" I asked. "Third," He replied. Shit, I was supposed to meet Mrs. Beckham after English!

"Don't worry about Mrs. Beckham. She said that the talk wasn't really important, so you guys can talk any other time," He said. I looked at him puzzled. "She sent you to look for me?" I asked. He shook his head. "No, not really. She just asked if I knew where you went off to and I said no," He replied. I hummed in response before looking down at our moving feet.

He came looking for me...

How sweet.

"Why didn't you protect yourself?" Alex asked and glanced at me. I raised an eyebrow at him but then realized what he meant.

"It's hard to protect yourself from people who are way stronger than you," I replied. Something flashed in his eyes and he looked like he just realized something, but as soon as it came, it left.

"What's wrong?" I asked. He shook his head causing me to stare at him weirdly.

"Oh my... Keith! What happened?!" Patty's voice rang across the hall. I looked towards us to see Patty, the school's nurse running towards us.

"Oh, nothing. Just a few bruises here and there." I replied as she took me into her arms. Patty was a really beautiful and young woman. She has two kids but lives a single life at the moment. At the age of 25, her books tell a different story. If I didn't know better, I'd say she was 16.

"Thanks for bringing him, Alex. You can go back to class, sweetheart," Patty said and smiled at Alex. He smiled back and rubbed the back of his neck in a shy way.

Cute, I thought.

"My pleasure, ma'am," He replied. Patty scoffed at him. "Please, just call me Patty or Lilly," She told him. He nodded.

"Right," He said with his usual smile. The whole time I was staring at him, taking in all his movements whilst at the same time, trying to figure him out.

Why would he take a sudden interest in me?

I mean, I love the fact he's showing it, but why now? Why after he bumped into me? Why not in the beginning when I first saw him?

Sighing, I averted my eyes.

"Hurry on back to class, Alex. I'll take it from here," Patty said. Alex smile soon left his face and he then became serious.

"I'm not leaving," He said sternly. I looked at him shocked and so did Patty.

"What?" I asked while Patty stayed quiet. He looked at me, his face still serious.

"You still haven't told me who did this to you," He said. I gritted my teeth and rolled my eyes.

"This doesn't concern you. You don't even know me!" I yelled causing my throat to ache. I groaned and flinched as I gulped.

"That doesn't matter, but this beating has gone too far. I hate a lot of things and bullying is the first one on my list. I don't care what you say, but from now on, no one is touching you again. At least not in a harmful way," He said. My lips were parted widened were widen as he gave his little speech. Patty stood there holding onto me whilst her face got red and her eyes showed complete and utter surprise.

"Whatever you say, Alex," I replied. His face then went back to normal and his smile finally returned. Damn, the boy has mood swings.

"Well, uh... Let's get you in, Keith," Patty said breaking the silence between us. She was still alarmed as she led me into her nursing room.

Hell, I was too. Mr. Perfect just claimed me as his main priority without even knowing a single shit about me.