Payback
ch.4
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The teen eyes followed the blonde as the man made his way about the small classroom. He watched as the man let out a small cough and rub at his irritated eyes. Shawn eyes filled with worry as he watched his teacher rub at his temples and cough a little louder than before. The teen silently prayed that Mr. Hayden would be miraculously cured before tomorrow, but doubted very seriously that it would happen.
Shawn let out a sigh of frustration; this could ruin his whole plan. How could he hook Olli up if his teacher looked like he was on death's door. Shawn didn't think even his brother was that desperate, even without going on a date the past two years that had been living together. The boy knew it was partly his fault for Oliver's lack of social life; who wants to bring someone home when their little brother is there? Ever since their parentals went to 'find' themselves(1), Shawn had been thrusted into Olli's hands, not that the teen minded , thier parents had never really been the nuturing type so living with Oliver was like blessing, but he wasn't sure his sibling felt the same way.
He had begun to feel guilty about Olli having to go without a social life for him, until he had met MR. Hayden, that is. The minute he had laid eyes on the blonde English teacher he knew what to give to Oliver to make up for having to care for him. Although Shawn wasn't sure if his brother preferred the same sex, he figured he might as well try. If Oliver could be friends with someone as hot as Claire for eight years and not try anything, Shawn was going to guess his brother was at least a little bit gay; if that's even possible.
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"I have to block out thoughts of you, so I don't lose my head" Charlie could hear a soft singing voice fill the small kitchen of Fiore. The man turned to see the owner of the pleasant singing voice, who was curently cooking up a storm.
"They crawl in like a cockroach leaving babies in my bed. Dropping little reels of tape, to remind me that I'm alone
Playing movies in my head that make a porno feel like home." Charlie's eyebrow rose at the odd lyrics. Usual Olli sang a happy tune, not a depressingly kinda disturbing song, but made no attempt to stop the tune.
"There's a burning in my pride, and a nervous bleeding in my brain. An ounce of peace is all I want for you, will you never call again? And will you never say that you love me, just to put it in my face? And will you never try to reach me, it is I that wanted space" The hazel eyed man watched Olli savagly sture the sauce as he belted out the chorus of the song.
"Hate me today
Hate me tomorrow
Hate me for all the things I didn't do for you
Hate me in ways, yeah ways hard to swallow
Hate me so you can finally see what's good for you"
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"Bravo" Olli's head snapped up at the sound of applause, letting his eyes wander to the waiter to his right.
"Is that how the song ends?" The man known as Charlie stepped closer towards the dark headed man, attempting to close the distance between their bodies.
"Nah,it's a pretty long song; sorry if I got to loud and was disturbing your work." Olli had been singing all his frustrations out, not even thinking about where he was.
"Can I hear the rest?" Olli raised an eyebrow at the waiter's request, he wasn't fond of having an audience. The waiter's closeness also made him fell uncomfortable, there was no way in hell he could sing with some guy pressed against his body.
"Nope that's all for today" Oliver gave his best professional smile and took a step back from the waiter. Charlie seemed unfazed by the other man's rejection, and held out a small piece of paper towards Olli.
"Well some other time then. Here I came to give you this message." Olli took the ripped napkin from the waiter,noticing only a series of numbers on it.
"Is this a phone number?"
"Not really the brightest crayon in the box are you? never mind. It was from someone named Ally, Allen , or something like that."
"Alex" Oliver could barely say the name without wanting to gag.
"Yea that's the one! He wanted to say sorry 'bout something. He didn't really go into detail." Oliver let the piece of paper slip from his hands, not even bothering to pick it up. Oliver wasn't going to fall for the nice guy act again, he wasn't coming with a ten mile radius of the blonde if he had a choice.
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Alex slowly pulled into his student's drive. When he had tried to tell Shawn he wasn't feeling to well, the teen had practically begged, and the blonde couldn't turn down his student. He made his way towards the apartment building carry a few English textbooks. He glided up the stairs to the second floor in search of Shawn's apartment.
A sigh of relief when he read the numbers 219 hanging over a blue door. Before he could even knock the door was pulled open, revealing a grinning teenager.
"I heard you coming down the hall, so I thought I'd get the door for 'ya" Alex just nodded his head and followed the boy into his home.
"Here you can put the books down on the table" Shawn's hand was pointed at the tiny kitchen table in the equally small kitchen.
"um okay." The man placed the books down and let his eyes drift around the small city apartment. His eyes stopped as they reached a book shelf to his left, his eyes plastered to the four bright red years books in the center. Alex could recognize that color anywhere, he had four matching books in his home too. His attention was pulled away from the books as Shawn came back into view.
"Hey Shawn, did your parents go to Ridge Academy?"
"Nah, my big bro did, I went for a year till I had to move, but I like the new school much better. Doesn't have that melted crayon smell 'ya know." Alex laughed, he knew exactly what the teen meant, that school had smelled something fierce. Shawn's smile grew wider as he heard the front door of his apartment being slammed shut; Olli was home, time to set this thing in motion.
"Hi bro, this is Mr. Hayden, the teach I was tellin' you about. He came to help me out." Shawn watched his brother's face turn from shock to anger in a split second.
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"Mr. Hayden my ass, that's Alexander stone. S-T-O-N-E." Alex tensed up at the name the angy chief through at him. He hadn't used that name since high school; he had dropped his step-father's name as soon as he was out of the monster's house.
"Nope, you've probably got him mixed up with that dude." Shawn turned his head to the side staring at his English teacher, "They do kinda look alike, but Mr. Hayden is a nice guy, nothing like Stone."
"No its the same person just look at his perfect face."
"You're right no stubble, but Stone's hair was lighter."
"Well look at his eyes and fit body, definitely him. there's no denying it."
"Hmm I do.." Shawn's rebutle was silenced by one Of Alex's coughing fits. Oliver's eyes flew to the caughing blonde, only now realizing the man's sickly appearance. Oliver sighed, God damn his good conscience.
"How long have you been sick." Alex looked hesitant to respond, but spoke anyway.
"Since Sunday night, when I was caught in the rain." Alex body stiffened as he felt Olli place a cool hand on his overheated forhead.
"Then it seems I caused you to be like this." Olli pulled his hand away as an evil smirk played on his face, "Looks like we're even blondie, even though it was never my attention to make you sick... Well atleast not from the rain." Alex gave Oliver a questioning look, before covering his mouth to cough once again.
Olli's inner self told him to throw the misarble blonde out, but he just couldn't seem to say the words. Something about getting to baby the sick Alex was appealing despite having sworn to have nothing to do with the man.
"You should go lie down, borrow my bed. I'll cook you something while you rest, and this time you'll have to eat the food." Alex just nodded his head silently "It's the last door in the hallway."
"But I really *Achoo* need to help Shawn."
"Don't worry you can come again some other time to help. We'll just bond and eat today. Besides Olli's wicked in the kitchen, you have to have his food." The blonde didn't really have an argument; it seemed that Olli wasn't to happy about him being there but the man hadn't killed him... yet... Although he better make Shawn taste his food before he eats anything. Maybe Olli and him could work out whatever made the ebony haired man hate him and they could become friends. Not really what Alex desired but he would compromise if Olli would just be his friend.
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A.N.
(1) Waa my parents did that for a year. All they found was a bunch of postcards and large credit card bills. Although I did enjoy staying with my older sister till they came home, and forcible made me come home lol.
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