Chapter Ten: Thinking about Colin

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"Get your ass out here now!" shouted Jim. I sat on the bottom of the stairs in the basement listening to my uncle shouting at me. He has been at this for the past ten minutes. He wants me to go out and get him some coffee. It's nearly twelve at night and he expects me to walk it to the 24 hour Tesco, he is having a fucking laugh.

I hardly got cross or angry but he was driving me to boiling point. I hate him with every ounce of my being. This is all my sisters fault. Maybe I should have just moved away from here for a week or so. I can't handle this, its driving me crazy.

"We have the key," I heard Hayley say. Oh shit!

I heard rattling and finally I heard the door to the basement smash open. I managed to get to my feet, turned around to find Jim advancing on me. I backed away as he reached the bottom of the stairs.

"You will go out now!" he shouted clearly drunk.

"It's late. I have school tomorrow," I complained.

"Do I look like I give a shit!" he shouted as he gripped onto my t-shirt.

"No but your smell like shit," I retorted. I felt his fist connect with my face and then as I fell to my knees in shock he kicked me in the stomach. I collapsed all the way to the floor and I spat blood onto the carpet.

"You can stay in here and you can't come out until you learn some manners you little fucking shit!" he shouted before he took my keys out my pocket with ease. I heard him stamp up the stairs and heard him slam my door.

I felt like I was dying. My stomach craved healing, craved something to ease the pain but I knew that wasn't going to happen. I let the tears flood out my eyes not knowing how long I would be stuck down here but at least he was gone now.

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"You can't do that!" I heard my sister shouting from the ceiling. I sat on my bed up against the wall shaking with a bucket sitting on the side. I had been coughing and being sick since my uncle had kicked me in the stomach. I know something is wrong with me, something his kick did to me but I can't do anything about it.

"I bloody well can!" I heard my uncle shouting at my sister. I took a deep breath in but I curled over in pain. I need to get out of here, but it's impossible right now.

To my relief I heard the door to the basement open and footsteps. My uncle stood at the bottom of the stairs. "Learnt your lesson?" he asked.

I looked at him, I feared him. He had done this to me. He had caused me pain beyond anything I wanted to feel again. I had to agree, go along with his wishes. I only have to do it until mum and dad are better.

"Yes," I whispered.

"Good, then get to school."

"I can't," I told him.

"Why not?" he asked annoyed.

"People are going to ask how I got this cut on my face and I've been coughing up blood and being sick since you kicked me," I told him quietly.

"Alright then, take the day off. You rest. I'll get something to help you feel less pain," he said.

"Why would you do that?" I asked him.

"You are still my nephew," he said softly.

"Oh yeah right, thanks," I managed to say.

"You stay in bed," he said before he headed back up the stairs. This is exactly what he should be doing considering he had caused this in the first place.

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"Hey how are you feeling?" asked my sister

"I'm fine," I said as I watched her come down into the basement with Colin.

"How did you do that?" he asked me.

"I got into a bit of trouble," I whispered.

"With who exactly I'll beat the fuck out of them," he said. I looked at him oddly and so did my sister. Why is he being so over protective? I'm just his girlfriend's brother, nothing else.

"I'll be back in a second. I'll get your soup now. Hopefully you be able to keep it down. I would get it for you later but I'm going out with Colin," she said before she left up the stairs leaving me and Colin alone.

Colin came and sat down on the bed. "I think the whole black eye and cut face makes you look hotter," he said.

"You think? I'm not so sure," I laughed teasing him. What the heck am I doing?

My phone began to go off and I happened to have Marry you by Bruno mars as my ring tone. I blushed as I took it out my pocket and I couldn't help but notice how Colin was looking at me. Maybe I am imagining all this because I want to be with him so badly.

"Hello," I said answering the phone.

"Hey why weren't you at school?" asked Paul.

"I'll tell you some other time," I said to him before I hung up.

"Who was that?" Colin rushed to ask.

"Oh it's just my mate, Paul," I smiled at him.

"Oh I see," he said smiling back at me. He always makes me melt.

"You sure you are alright?" asked Colin as I watched his hand slide towards mine. Is he doing what I think he is doing?

"I'm back," said my sister coming down the stairs with a tray of soup, bread and a glass of water.

"Great," said Colin getting off the bed and getting out the way so my sister could put the tray in front of me.

"You going to be ok?" she asked.

"I'll be fine," I smiled.

"I'll be back not too late. I'll pop in and say good night then," she said before she took Colin's hand and they left the basement.

I ate my food before I put it on the side. I sighed. Had Colin really tried to make a move or had I imagined it all? Why would he do such a thing? He isn't gay, he can't be. Why would he make a move on me? Colin can have any girl he wants and he has my sister. He wouldn't want someone like me.

Let's say he is gay, which clearly he isn't. Why would he want to date me out of all the guys? I'm no one special. If everyone really knew I was gay, everyone would hate me. I snuggled under the covers, closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep thinking about Colin.

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