After Billy's disappearance from school, you can say that the bullying subsided. Or so I thought. Everybody at school knew I was gay, so I wasn't much surprised when one of the school jocks asked me out on a date. Out of nowhere.

Best of all, Tomas was friends with Billy too. I have no idea what he's doing in front of me right now, asking me if I want to go out for a coffee.

"So, what do you think?"

I was speechless. Maybe I should stop saying that, as I've proved my lack of social skills enough by now.

"W-why...?"

"What do you mean why?"

"W-W-Why would you want to g-g-go out on a d-d-date with me?"

"What? Just look at yourself! You're cute and smart. And cute. Did I mention how cute you are with those nerdy glasses?"

"O-okay... we ca~"

I was interrupted by a rather familiar deep voice, that I did not necessarily want to hear. "Fuck off, Tom. Leave him alone."

"Yo, what's up, B. Long time no see. Where have you been?"

"Nowhere. Now leave Nate alone. Or we're gonna have a problem?"

"I just wanted to ask Nate out on a date. What's wrong with that?", Tom's wink at Billy and that nasty smirk told me there was something else at play.

"You know what, take your stupid dare and go fuck yourself with it. The team told me everything about it."

Thomas' facial expression changed from a charmer to an angry beast.

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"What's your problem, man. Why are you defending this twerp? What's gotten into you?"

"Nothing. Just leave. Or else."

"Or else what?"

I have no idea what I'm supposed to process first. The fact that Tom asked me out on a date, the fact that it was actually a dare, or the fact that I'm still as naive as always.

There was fury in Billy's eyes, but it wasn't targeted towards me. It was towards one of his friends. I didn't think my bully would ever stand up for me, but never say never.

I guess being the biggest in the friend group has its benefits as Tom threw me a death stare and just left us alone.

... Damn. How could I be so pathetic? How could I ever think that someone actually liked me? "Are you okay?"

He was probably being fake too. Now it was my turn to cry. I didn't even bother to look at Billy. I just started running in the opposite direction Tom went to. Running away from him. Running away from everything. I could tell he noticed my eyes watering. I didn't bother to look behind me. I just fled like a freak away from him.

I know that we might have had an emotional moment there for a second, but that doesn't mean he truly cares about me. He was probably going to make fun of me for 1. being pathetic 2. crying over this.

I just went into the bathroom and cried. The bell rang, which meant it was time for me to go to class, but I didn't care. I don't care about anything anymore. The same way that nobody cares about me too.