Haunted

Note: There is hopefully going to be some Lemons in the next chapter (Mostly Tommy and Karan and a little Lokto and Domy.) probably NC-17. Also there is going to be and unraveling of the little ghost boy (I’m going to try and make the story move along a little bit faster from now on.)

Chapter Three.

I woke up the next morning with a pounding head ache bouncing around in my skull. I was slightly dazed but warm. So warm. I looked around our room and smiled as my eyes settled on Lokto, who had an aspirin and glass of water in his hands. He looked sorry. I happily took the
aspirin and class of water, quickly drinking it down. I lied back contently, loving the feeling of the soft pillow against my aching head. \"What’s the time?\" I chocked out.
\"7.30. We have to go to school soon.\" Lokto said while rubbing my head. I sighed. I didn\'t want to go to school. I was too comfy. \"I\'m sorry...\" Lokto said. \"I got there to late. I felt it but I didn\'t noticed that it was causing you pain. I\'m sorry...” I took his hand in mine. I didn\'t like it when he was sad about me when it wasn\'t even his fault.
\"Its okay brother. I\'m a big boy now. I can look after myself.\" I smiled. He had such a big brother thing going on. He always felt like he must protect me because I\'m younger. It\'s kind of cute really.
\"Yeah whatever you say.\" He gave me a hug and left the room. My brother was so cool. I stood up, hoping the dizziness would leave me (it didn\'t), and wandered my way down to the kitchen
to start another boring day at school...

It was at lunch time, when I felt a strong grip on my shoulder. I turned around to find icy blue eyes staring into my fake brown ones. Chris. \"Why hello Karan. Long time no see old buddy.\" He went and sat down beside me, his hand still on my shoulder. He had pulled his blonde hair back tight nto a hair tie and his black jeans were very tight and had holes at the knees. His skinny stomach, which he prided so much over, was barely covered by the fishnet t-shirt he was wearing. This would’ve made him happy because then everyone would be able to see his red and black cobra tattoo, that’s tail went from his belly and the rest up to his man breast, making a typical snake hiss look. He had this manic looking grin on his face that made his white teeth
seem pointy and vampirish. He new how uncomfortable he made me and how much I hated him. I was in panic. I looked around quickly trying to spot out my brother, who would kick his arse without a second thought. But he wasn\'t around. No where to be seen. \"So babe, what ya\' been up to without me?\" Eww... I inwardly groaned. He was such a creep. I can\'t believe I ever went out with that guy. I loath him. He smiled and wrapped his arm around my shoulder.
\"What the fuck are you doing here Chris?\" I asked harshly, keeping my tone down so other couldn\'t hear me.
\"I was just in the neighborhood and decided that I would like too come and see little old Karan and see how he is. So... How are ya\'?\" He hocked his arm around my waists, pulling me close to him.
\"I told you to never come the fuck near me. So fucking go now before I fucking hurt you myself...\" I was about to brake his arm when Tommy talked.
\"Hey Karan, what’s up?\" He said, acting nicely to me but glaring at Chris. I was so happy I could have smiled.
\"Hey.\" I said happily back to him, still seeing him glaring at Chris.
\"Hello...\" Chris said calmly, totally unfazed by Tommy’s glaring. He pulled me even closer to him so our thighs and hips were touching. \"I\'m Chris.\" He said, holding out his free hand to shake Tommy’s. Tommy just sat there and looked over at me, looking for my reaction. I looked down and my lunch.
\"Hey Karan weren\'t you suppose to go and see the principle now, about that writing competition?\" I got the hint that he was saving me from Chris.
\"Fuck!\" I said loudly, playing along, using my excellent acting skills. \"I so forgot.\" Chris looked angry but accepted it.
\"Oh well... Then I better let you go then, huh?\" He smiled and then stood up. I did too. \"Laters
then babe.\" He said as he kissed me on the cheek and smacked my arse. I blushed bright red. I was so angry I would\'ve punched him over if he wasn\'t already gone. I couldn\'t meet Tommy’s eyes. I just stood there, going all different shades of reds.
\"Thanks.\" I chocked out, then turned and ran away from him. I was so ashamed. I didn\'t want him to think differently of me because he found out that I had a boyfriend. I wanted to cry, but
wouldn\'t let myself. I was still in school.

I hate Tuesdays.

I hadn\'t talk to anyone, except for the \"Yes teacher\" and \"Haaaa...” until I got home and my brother threaten to beat it out of me. I told him about what happened at lunch and he went into a fury. I just ignored him and sat there, locked in my own thoughts… I didn’t want to think of what Tommy thought of me but it was kind of hard not to. Maybe he didn’t want to talk to me anymore because I gay… Why can’t I be like my brother and be bi? It would make my life so much easier… Well I thought anyway. I walked up to our room and lied on my bed. I didn’t want to see dad or Lokto. I hated Chris. Why does he torture me like this?

I woke up to my brother’s voice. “What?” I said angrily. I hated being woken up.
“Your fucking Romeo is here... and he’s worried about you too.” He said half heartily. “You really didn’t have to run away from him like that. He’s nice to you.”
“Since when did you care about Tommy being nice to me?” I said as I got up and walked over to the mirror, checking my reflection. Not that it matters anyway, he wouldn’t like me.
“Since I like seeing my little twin brother happy.” Lokto walked out. “I’m fucking off.” He yelled from down the hall. “I’m going to check out that boy again. Laters.”

I prepared myself for the questions but I still felt weird. I didn’t want to see Tommy at the moment for fear of crying. But then I remembered my brother would kick my ass for showing such weakness… “We are shaman, not babies.” He would say. That basted.

Tommy was sitting on the couch, hot as usual, drinking a beer (my father wasn’t around so obviously it was my brother’s doing.), and looking quite uncomfortable. I felt my stomach do summersaults. “Hey.” I said from the passage way. “What’s up?” I was trying to be as normal about this as possible, even though I was terrified.
“You left so quickly I was worried about you. Did I do something wrong?” He sounded worried.
“No. It wasn’t you… I just… just panicked I guess. I thought…” I closed my mouth and sat down.
“Thought what?” He moved to sit beside me. His blue eyes were shinning with worry.
“That you would think of me differently.” I said in a small voice. I look away from his eyes. I felt sick. My stomach was turning and my hands were shaking. No many people new about my preferences and now Tommy new. But if he thought of me differently why would he be here?
There was a loud laugh beside me. Tommy’s voice echoed though the room. I turned to him in shock. He was laughing at me.
“You thought…” Laugh. “I would think of you.” Laugh. “Differently…? You be a strange little fellow.” He patted my head. “We all have or past but just because you have a dick head ex doesn’t mean I would think differently of you.” I stared at him. Was he serious?
“I meant about me being gay you fool.” I said loudly, slightly peeved with him. He laughed again.
“Your gay!?” He said loudly with mock shock. “I never new.” He slapped himself on the side of the cheek then laughed again. “Dude, tell me something I didn’t know.” I was confused. He new? But how? Maybe Domy told him? Maybe I wasn’t hiding it as well as I through? Maybe he new that I liked him? My mind was reeling with possibilities.
“But… but how?” I felt like a deer in headlights, eyes wide with fear.
“Your mate Domy was talking to Danielle (Tommy’s sister) about something a rather and the subject of gay people around the school came up and your name was there. Anyway Danny told me and I just nodded. Somehow it didn’t really surprise me.” He said still smiling. “I’m not a homophobe like most jocks are and I enjoy your company… You’re so easy to talk to and I just think that’s cool.” I smiled brightly. My heart fluttered in my chest and the sick in my stomach were replaced by butterflies, flying around in there, making me feel happier.
‘Thanks…” I smiled and looked at him again, loving his shinning eyes. “I appreciate it.” He pulled me into a hug, wrapping one arm around my waist and the other around my neck, pulling me chest to chest. I returned the hug, letting my chin rest on his shoulders. I fought down a blush and just smiled. I liked Tommy knowing. He was great.