Owned By The Owner (LGBT/18+)

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Carter Evans

"Yo' big fat ass, there. Yohoo!" Theodore says as I sweep the floor. I clench my teeth, gritting it. So much that it's starting to ache. "Oh, come on, Cart. Don't be such a big boo boo baby." He adds, grinning at me ear to ear. Rolling my eyes at him, I continue to sweep the floor as I do so. "You know, a big booty like yours should be used. In action."

"Drop it, Theodore Heids." I say through clench teeth. "I'm doing something here."

Theodore has been bugging me to go back to school, to face my fears. After our outburst, about the phase, our sexuality, our feelings, we tried to get back to the way we used to be: strangers. But it didn't happen. In fact, it resulted to much worse. Theo has been saying he likes me, that he wants me, that he f*****g owns me. Possessive b***h. He always claims me to be his boyfriend. Although we aren't, he keeps insisting it. Every time I would go shopping, he would join me. He's like my bodyguard. Every time girls would check me out, he would growl like a freaking tiger and scare the girls off. It's been a week ever since that outburst, and the day he claimed me as his. Damn it.

"Go to school, you need it." He states. "I promise, there won't be any bullies or your... shitheads of family." Right. I have told him about my parents, and he didn't take it so well. Let's just say he burst like a freaking volcano. He's more dramatic than I am. "Plus, intellectual works require knowledge. You'll get knowledge when you go to school."

"Damn. Theodore Heids and his freaking holy words of wisdom." I tease, rolling my eyes at him. I turn around to continue on sweeping when I suddenly feel his presence behind me, then he grips my waist, pushes me against his chest and leans down, nipping my neck. I let out a moan. "S-s-s-stop it, T-T-Theo." Trying to keep my good composure, I try to push him off, but it won't work. Since he's much stronger than I am, I let him do the work. "I don't want this, Theo."

"Sure you don't." He says as his hand make its way towards my hardening member. "Hard as rock, eh?" He chuckles as he rubs my member. I moan, my breath is uneven. The warmth of his hand is sending me into a frenzy. His touch is burning my chest with enough fire to make my heart beat rapidly against my ribcage, as if my heart wants to get out inside of me, to be free. He's about to put his hand inside my pants when the bell rings. We both jump away from each other. He straightens his clothes, mutters about the person who rang the bell being a total c**k blocker. I blush. Does that mean he's ready to take this into a next level? s**t.

A man walks inside the apartment, takes a seat on the sofa, and eyes the room. I'm guessing he's one of Theo's friend. I saw him once, when Theo and I were shopping. Theo stopped, saw him and they both talked. For a while. The tiredness seeps into my body and I release a yawn. The guy eyes me and smirks, his pearly white teeth enthralling me. I'm guessing he's 18 or 19 years old. b***h. I don't know why but I feel jealousy coursing inside me, boiling my blood with enough intensity to make me burst. But I fight against it. Because a) Theo's not mine, and b) Theo is not mine. Great.

I give him a smile and a nod as I turn around to go inside my bedroom. Or Theo's bedroom. He insisted that I should take the bedroom. I argued back, told him that I could sleep on the couch, but he didn't take it. He said he's the one who's going to sleep on that couch. I felt guilty so I told him we could share a bed. The guy gives me another smirk and I just roll my eyes. Brat.

As I slump myself deeper on the soft mattress, the duvet getting tangled all over my feet, I think of the reasons of why I should go to school.

1) I need knowledge, that's according to Theodore Heids.

2) The school is good for me.

3) My true friends are waiting for me: Ajax and Jared.

Ajax and Jared. My friends. My old crushes. They are waiting for me, right? Do they miss me like I miss them? I try to dig my feelings in my heart, and I now found nothing for them. Only love for friends. Best of friends. But... somehow, my mind is screaming for Ajax. Ajax. Ajax. I liked him. Or like. I don't know. I'm confused.

I used to like Jared, but since I was a hypocrite homophobic jerk, I succeeded on driving him away. My plan was to get close to him, to get to know him better than anyone else, better than Ajax does. But as I did that, my feelings for Jared was drifting away, and somehow, my heart just screamed for Ajax. I was a hypocrite homophobic jerk back then. But I changed. I didn't really. I concealed myself, tried to change myself, but it didn't work. I hated life. Jared gave me hope. Ajax gave me strength. They had been the walls of my life. Protective walls. And that's when Theodore Heids came, destroying the hope and strength Ajax and Jared gave me. Theodore Heids gave me much bigger hope and strength. And the walls around my life is very high. Thanks to Theo. I shut my eyes, and let myself drift into wonderland.

Waking up, there is nobody beside me. I sigh, standing up. As my feet touch the ground, I shiver from its coldness. I quickly run into the bathroom and strip myself. I open the warm water, letting it hit me. I sigh in delight. I should go back to school, I think. Theodore's right. I need to go to school, show them that I am not afraid of them. I am the Carter Evans.

After I take a bath, I wear a blue v-neck shirt, jeans, and rubber shoes and I get out of the room, only to find Theo making a breakfast.

"Morning, babe." He chirps happily. "Going to school?"

I nod. "For one, don't call me babe. Because I'm no chick. Second, we're not boyfriends."

"We—"

"I'm not your boyfriend!" I state.

"Okay! Okay! Don't go Chowder on me!" He says, chuckling, raising both his hands up in the air. I roll my eyes at him playfully. "So I'm going to pick you up later, okay? Do you need a ride? I'll take that as a yes. Don't bother arguing back. Now eat your bacon!" He chortles as he puts a plate of bacon in front of me. I stare at it hungrily, licking my lips slowly. I hear him mutter, "Damn those freaking lips. I would love to rape it." I nearly choke.

"Hahaha!" I laugh nervously. "You can't rape lips."

"Hahahaha! Shut up, now eat." He points at my bacon and I begin eating.

Awkward.

Theodore takes me to the school. Once we got there, I rush. I hear him yell at me, telling me that I should give him a peck on his cheek but I just keep on walking, my cheeks reddening. I see people looking at me, giving me curious glances. I just ignore them as I keep on striding in the hallway. My heart is beating so fast, nervousness filling my chest.

"Yo' dude! Why you suddenly gone?" Ajax says behind me, slinging an arm around my shoulder. "Gaytard! You need to give me and Jared an explanation!" He demands. Just the sight of him makes my heart flutter. So I do still like him.

"I've been out." I just say to him, not wanting to explain any further. He seems to get the hint. He shuts up. We get to our classes together. As I do so, the students snap their heads at my direction and they just stare at me curiously. I take a seat at the back and just do my school routine: put the earphones in my ears, blast a music, and then imagine things.

The teacher comes in and eyes us, and his eyes meet mine. He gives a scowl and begins the lecture. His voice is boring and plain. I sigh.

My classes flew by quickly. The bell rings, signaling that the class is now done. The students begin to stand up, getting frenzy, pick their things, shove it into their bag, and head out of the damn class. Ajax sends me a grin and I look away, not wanting to see his beautiful smile. I still like him. I still like Ajax. Damnnnnnnnnn it. Then my mind flashes the smiling face of Theo. I can't help but compare it. Then I smile. Clearly, Theodore's smile wins.

Perhaps I could learn to love Theo just a little too much.