HANDSOME SCAR FACE, SAM (BL)

FURIOUS SAM!

When I got home, I didn't even greet my family. I have a big sister and two young siblings they are still in primary the first one doing his fourth class and the second one doing her sixth grade. And my sister she's 25 years working at a big store as a manager and she's the only one who's working at home, supporting me, our young sibling and my parents.

My mother never worked in her life, because my dad was so controlling, he never allowed my mom to be independent and now it's him not working, the company he was working is under investigations, and we don't know why, he refused to tell us. I went straight to my room then removed my school uniform and placed it on my bed and I was left in my short. Pacing in my room is something I never done until today, my heart was beating so fast every time I think about what I have done at school.

"George, mom asked if you want to eat!" that was my younger sister shouting from my door.

"No, I am busy, please don't disturb," I shouted at her harshly.

The thought of not knowing what's happening with Sam, it was killing me. I found myself looking for clothes to wear because I want to go to the hospital but my instinct it was hitting me so hard that I was even suffocating.

"I didn't know that he had a sugar diabetic, and Sam, he never wronged me at all, I just grew the hatred because he challenges me and copying me," I was talking alone in my thought.

I was actually fighting in my thought until I felt my body hitting the ground so hard and head bumped the cabinet beside my bed. I woke up so fast that I was so lost wondering how I hit the ground and when did I even sleep. I took my phone that was on my bed after inclining my whole body to sit down on the floor. When I switched on the phone, light hit my eyes so bad, I reduced the light and saw the time is 5am.

"How did this happen? Am I dreaming?" I said while standing up then unlocked my room and found my sister preparing herself to work.

"Are you okay George?" My sister asked while passing me in the living room.

I couldn't answer, my voice was literally gone. My head was hurting from thinking and I start thinking again.

"What if Sam passed on? Do I have to go to school today? I know no one saw me sprinkling that powder inside Sam's bottle," I said with my low tone walking to bathroom outside.

There's a bathroom at the back that I prepare myself in. I am the only one it the house that use the bathroom. After the preparation I didn't iron my clothes as usual, I just put on my uniform of yesterday. I walked to slowly, my body and soul don't want to be in school because of guilt, I don't know what news I am going to receive about Sam today, and I really hope that he is okay, I don't want to be arrested.

"Am I that cold person?" I was talking to myself with a low voice facing down walking slowly then I felt a heavy tap on my shoulder when I look up, I found Pat with a huge smile on his face.

"Sam he's back from hospital, he's okay, I saw how sad you were yesterday, I didn't know you care this much about him," Pat said, and he walked away from me in a hurry.

I felt my body receiving my soul that left yesterday, I came back from the dead, I was actually a walking corpse, my heart became steady from the hard pound that I experienced when Pat tapped my shoulder. I walked fast to my class, I was so happy that Sam he's okay, that means I missed the chance of being arrested and I made a promise on myself that I won't repeat anything evil again.

My heart skipped a bit when I found Sam sitting on his chair, I ran toward him that I nearly fell but I didn't, I was so happy to Sam who didn't even look at me, it seems like he lost his memory, maybe the sleeping pills messed up with his memory.

"Sam, do you remember me?" I said whilst shaking his left arm with a worried voice and face, my face was actually close to his.

Sam grabbed my right wrist and gripped it tight, it was hurt from his grip, dragging me out of our classroom, he shocked the whole class.

"Sam, you're hurting me, why are dragging me out of the class?" I asked trying to lose my wrist from his grip, but he was too strong.

He pushed me inside the toilet and banged my body against the wall that I hit my head so hard on it. He came close to me, he was so furious, I never saw this sight of him. I was really scared I don't know what he was going to do. It was my first time looking at his face so well like this, looking at his scars, then I began to wonder how he got the scars and why he got transferred here! I was in my deep thought until I heard a loud thud next to my left ear, that made me flinch, I was fidgeting.

"Do you hate me that much George?" I asked George who looked scared and confused and his confused face made me so angry worse.

Does he know that I had sweets in my backpack? That's why he asked me for it! Is that what he's talking about now?

"Answer me and stop looking confused, you know very well I am talking about!" I said it, I hate his face right now and that he doesn't answer my question.

"I am really sorry, I should've given you the sweets, I didn't know that you knew that I had sweets in my backpack," I said, and I was really scared, trembling so bad.

Oh my God! He had the sweets in his backpack, and he denied giving me one, I felt my anger increasing that I nearly crushed his face, all I wanted was to squeeze his face I didn't care if he was handsome or not.

"Should I remind you? Okay I will, I see that you forgot it's fine," I said while I am grinning with my jaws clenched, I could feel my breath become warm.

He was so closed to me, seeing his chiseled handsome scar face becoming evil, he was just left to grow some thorns, and we were breathing the same air.

"I saw you sprinkling some powder in my water, I peeped at you by the door, and you wiping the bottle it proved e that you are the devil amongst the devils. What is that powder?" I said while searching his right pocket because I saw him putting away what was in his hand after sprinkling the powder.

I was not expecting this, my body became numb, when he was searching, I couldn't fight him because yes, I did, and I was a dumb that I forgot to throw away the sleeping pills sachet. Seeing his eyebrows pointing down and feeling his warm breath I knew that I was going to die, and I didn't say goodbye to my family. This is it, I am dead, I should just accept, I made him angry.