Alex POV. That was the end of our love, the end of everything between us, it hurt so badly, every breath hurt. I was left in emptiness, in a spiral of pain and hurt, I couldn't take this hurt anymore, I went for a walk first. I needed to think, I have to leave, I can't leave, I got no where else to be or go, I had no family. I looked down at the blue braclet around my wrist, this was my last resort, I only accepted this because I'm desperate, I'm still am. I don't know what to do now, I'm still in the same position, only this time I have a broken heart. Running away, crying for a bit, but I had no where to go, I decided, I went back to talk with Mr. Peter he's the one in charge of the whole care giver little protocol, so he's the one I can talk with about my daddy! kissing someone other than me. I went toward his office, I told him about what happened, I didn't know what to do or how I'm feeling right now. He had a call with Emilio, he told him that I'll be staying in the dorm, in
It's not that I hate moving, it's just how many times I moved already, I never had a stable house. My parent gave me away at birth, they simply didn't bother with me, simply left me at the doorstep of a church.From what I found out they weren't even religious people, they just didn't want a child. I grew up in foster homes, I have so many stories to tell about these houses that are just ridiculous.The name is Alex, Alexander Smith, or so I'm called, I'm a kid of the system, another burden on the American system. Today is the day that I was expecting to come, although it came a little too late, I'm moving homes again, the reason, my foster dad had beat me black and blue. Yeah, that's not fun at all, I'm okay now, the bruises have faded away, it's just in my nightmares and head that hurt, but I'm okay I'm always okay, even when I'm not.I sat outside waiting for Thereza my caseworker to come and get me yet again, she's not a mother Thereza but she's not bad. She'll even buy me Macdona
I took a deep breath and went to the office to get my schedule, people looked at me weird. My shoes weren't as shiny as theirs, my hair wasn't styled like theirs either, my blond hair was on the messy side."What happened to your face," a girl who works in the office asked the second she saw me, ohh maybe that's why everyone is looking at me."Got into a fight back home," I tell her with a shrug."Ohh poor baby" she replies touching my swollen jaw, making me take a step back."Sorry Sorry, a force of habit," she says catching herself."Name please," she says."Alexander Smith" I reply.She clicked a bit on her computer and gave me my schedule, it was pretty standard. I had all the regular math, science, biology...But one class stood the most, it was called "know yourself".Weird, I went to my locker and put my stuff away. My first class was English, simple, easy, only if I could find the damn class first.I kept walking in the hallways searching for the class but to no use, how can I
The rest the day passed quickly and quietly. Back at home I didn't have much more fight, except for that one, we're not talking about it or how my rib is hurting like hell.The night were still cold, even when i tried to wrap myself with the blanket few times, I was still cold. The other kids made fun of me for going to the rich people school, we might live in a better looking area but they all go to public schools.Mr. Peter gave us our personality test back, the feedback wasn't I'm going to marry Rihanna, it was throwing three people out of the class, they didn't have qualification for what the class offered. And seem like I do?The nine of us that were left had bracelets given to us, some were blue and others black. I had a light blue one, another boy had a green one while the rest were black. We were asked to wear them all the time, no explanation just have them on you, even outside of school.The bracelet, band, call it what you want had the school logo on it again, as if I neede
The rest the day passed quickly and quietly. Back at home I didn't have much more fight, except for that one, we're not talking about it or how my rib is hurting like hell.The night were still cold, even when i tried to wrap myself with the blanket few times, I was still cold. The other kids made fun of me for going to the rich people school, we might live in a better looking area but they all go to public schools.Mr. Peter gave us our personality test back, the feedback wasn't I'm going to marry Rihanna, it was throwing three people out of the class, they didn't have qualification for what the class offered. And seem like I do?The nine of us that were left had bracelets given to us, some were blue and others black. I had a light blue one, another boy had a green one while the rest were black. We were asked to wear them all the time, no explanation just have them on you, even outside of school.The bracelet, band, call it what you want had the school logo on it again, as if I neede
After Emilio drove me home, I went into a deep sleep, being sick makes me exhausted. The rest of the kids are still at school giving me a chance to just sleep. His hoodie was helping keep me warm, it smells like him which is even better. I have to take it off before the rest come home, no need to give them new ideas. It can go from me having a crush to me being the football captain bitch, I'm not either of them. Maybe I do have a little crush, but that's on the whole football team, not just the captain. I chuckle to my self, the fever is making me hallucinate, now I'm talking to my self great. Just close your eyes and sleep Alex, I scold myself yet again before going back to sleep. When I opened my eyes again, I saw the guys that share the room with me are nowhere, great school is over. I still had the hoodie on, taking it off now will make them notice it so I stay under the blanket for safety and warmth. I was excused and left alone for the rest of the day since I was sick that
Now that I know what the band on my hand mean, I don't feel comfortable letting everyone see it.Now they know what kind of a wuss I am, like really. This feel like being sold with benefits, I decided to hide in the library. Maybe take another nap, being sick making me hungry, shouldn't I be like losing my appetite and what's not.I hadn't ate anything since the day before yesterday dinner since last night I was just too sick to eat or get out of bed.Walking in the library I chose a nice corner to sit in, it was mostly quiet since everyone else is busy eating but me. I sat on the floor mostly hiding from the whole world, placing my back against the cold wall and closing my eyes."He's just precious" I heard a voice whisper. "Should we wake him up" another asks. "God why did he even come today he's still sick" the voice was angry, I knew this one.It's Caden, I opened my eyes to see Caden and two others from the football team standing in front of me. I blushed from embarrassment I n
Emilio POV. The name is Emilio Black, captain of the football team, staright A student, eighteen year old, your friendly next door daddy dom.Everyone in my family went to this school, we are The Finest, if you want a future you'll kill to be here.I've been here since kindergarten, I'm a legacy after all. As I grew up I loved playing football, my father played it through his school and college years, almost went professional until he hurt his shoulder badly and was put on the bench. Thank god he's smart, going after the saying the one who can't do it, teach. My father own a whole gym made just for athletes, not just football players but otgers too.The most famous players around here go to my father gym to practice and be coached by him, as I said smart.Now the other thing about my family is we're all doms, it varies what type of dom we are but we still are. My father and mother both went to this school he was a black band like me and she was a green one, pet play, kitten to be exa