Aaron POV

*Thursday*

Today, I don't start at the same time as Alexander. I have time to breathe and relax.

I'm getting ready to go to school. I still forgot to take my medication, but anyway Alex isn't in the same class as me. I go to my locker, but a person pulls me away and slams me against a wall.

"Aaron, what did you do to Alexander and why did he cry yesterday?" I push him away and take the dust off me. I look at the person and see that it's John.

"I just told him he hates me and you three intimidated me." I say calmly.

"Stop lying to me Burr. If you go on, I'll hit you. "I'm starting to get into a hysterical giggle. Him, hit me ?? !! He's serious ??!!

"Go ask him if you don't believe me," I say with a smirk. He recoils and frowns scared.

"If you lied to me, you will regret it. And don't hurt Alex, he's mine. " He says taking my collar. I only smile at him before he leaves.

I head for my locker and take all the notebooks I need for my next class.

"Aaron!" I turn to see Charles. I smile at him and give him a wave.

"Charles! How are you? "He takes me in his arms. It makes me confused, many of my notebooks fall. He walks away and looks at me.

"What's happening Charles? Are you okay? " I ask him.

"What do you mean!!! You already forgot what Laurens did to you !!! Are you okay, you !!! " He scream worried. I nod him.

"But why did you laugh? I thought you were crazy. Many people noticed you. "I put my free arm around his neck.

"Don't worry about that." I take the notebooks he dropped and we go to our next class.

*After school*

Alexander POV

I can't forget the image of Lee hugging Aaron. It was hard to focus on the lessons when the one you love is with someone else.

On leaving, my goal is to hit Charles for the gesture he made. I heard that he had already made his statement to Aaron, but Aaron refused, because for him he was only a friend and nothing else.

I see Charles arranging his things is, after he's finished, I throw him in a nook where no one passes. There is hardly anyone going on at this hour though.

"What are you do..." Before he can finish his sentence, I hit him on the stomach. I kick him on his leg. He collapses and starts to cry. Before I can hit him again, I feel my hand is grabbed. I turn around to hit the person who stopped me, but as soon as I see him my gaze softens. It's Aaron. He looks at me with a look of hate, anger and rage. He pulls me away from Charles by throwing me on the floor.

"Charles are you okay? Can you get up?

What did I do?

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