Get Out Of The House 2

"Faiz, go away. I want to be alone, our paths are different. You want to go to the real world I want to stay here. Just pretend you don't know me."

"What did you just say? Do you want to stay here alone? Don't talk nonsense, Neil." This time Faiz grabbed Neil's arm to stop. Neil's eyes widened when Faiz came into contact with his skin.

Neil had heard Sain speak on that rainy night when Sain was angry with Neil, at that time Neil was in Sain's arms. Sain suddenly spoke to him "No one else should touch you but me unless you are in real danger. I always knew, Neil. Every touch someone else made to you, I know."

"So if someone else touches you and you let it. I will punish you, Neil. Until you beg me to stop. If you want to try then do it."

Neil blinked and quickly swatted away Faiz's hand that was stuck to him.

Neil's anger rose right then and there. "Don't touch me."

"What's the matter with you, Neil? Did something happen? Did someone else do something bad to you?" asked Faiz with his successive questions.

"Go, if you want to talk to me about something. Just text me later and I'll tell you everything."

Neil grimaced to himself for making a promise he would never keep now. He had to survive so he started by selling his cell phone now and looking for work for someone like Neil.

"Okay, let's go up. We're going to school, together," he said, cocking his head back.

Neil this time shook his head not liking people treating him like he was weak and couldn't do anything. "That's enough, don't act like I'm weak and can't walk to school. Go, why are you stubborn? We're not friends, so go!"

"Fine, I'll go, but I'm sure that Sain must be involved and responsible here. Makes your character much more different from before," he said.

"The environment that changed me, don't blame others if you don't know what happened." Neil raises his voice he doesn't accept when other people vilify Sain and accuses him of what he didn't do.

"Something wrong must have happened to you," Faiz muttered, still not wanting to move.

"The only thing wrong is your mind, Faiz."

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Neil thought about many things throughout the lesson, the words his teacher said in front of him didn't get into his brain properly. His mind drifted to and fro thinking about how he should act next. Should he tell Sain? Did Neil just have to go straight away? If he had told Sain, the man wouldn't have been able to ignore Neil so easily. Sain will surely make himself a shelter for Neil. However, Neil doesn't like it at all when he has to repay what Sain has done while Neil doesn't know how?

Sain is so kind to Neil, that Neil himself is confused about what to repay him with? He didn't want to always bother Sain no matter what, Neil still had some pride left in his body. He was also ashamed to be down like the ladies and allowed Sain to make himself moan all night long. Delivered a lot of pleasure that Neil had never touched even with his own hands.

How should Neil thank you for that?

"Neil, is there something you want to share with Sain? Otherwise, I would be very grateful if you would join the rest of the class in today's lesson," the teacher said sternly, causing Neil to snap out of his reverie. Sain immediately turned around and stopped himself from writing on the board to see Neil whose cheeks seemed to be burning and heating up. Neil twitched restlessly under the gaze of Sain who was looking at him with up and down eyebrows teasing him. Neil quickly turned his gaze back to the teacher who was still standing in front, waiting for his reaction.

"I'm sorry ma'am," said Neil, clearly embarrassed that he was caught staring at Sain so blatantly that it made Sain proud of himself.

"What are you doing, Neil?" Neil whispered to himself and lost his mind back to the book in front of him.

When Sain walked to his bench he passed by Neil with a full grin plastered on his lips. "Prepare yourself I will—"

The teacher in front of the class again reprimanded Neil and Sain made Sain chuckle in displeasure and then stopped their conversation.

However, Neil knew what Sain would say. Success made Neil shudder in his restless seat.

Neil wanted to flatly refuse Sain's invitation, because since he did it for the first time to Sain. Neil's life isn't the same anymore, it seems he's just spinning on the bed with sweat and ooze stuck here and there.

If only Sain was not able to treat it, then all day Neil would never be able to walk properly. Sain always had an excess of energy in his body that he couldn't resist, even though Neil wanted to resist it and push him away. However, he couldn't. Because Neil has strong feelings for Sain and he doesn't want to disappoint Sain.

How he wanted Neil to be like Sain who was strong and could heal just once he touched like magic that came out from behind Sain's hand. Neil sometimes wants to say can Sain heal his invisible heart wounds too?

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Michelia shouldn't have come to school at this time, Neil quickly ran to her who was standing confused in front of the toilet.

"Lia, what are you doing here? I told you to stay home and not come here?" Neil half-whispered looking here and there to see if someone was watching them.

Michelia seemed to wake up from her daydream and turned her gaze to Neil.

Neil gently pulled Michelia deeper into the deserted hallway.

Michelia still looked dazed with her unfocused gaze on Neil. He gently shook Michelia's shoulder to wake her from her daydream. "What's wrong, Lia?"

"I see it," Michelia said very quietly her eyes rolling to Neil who was listening intently.

"See what? What was in the toilet earlier?" Neil said in a hurry for some reason a feeling of anxiety ran down his skin with bad thoughts starting to surface.

Michelia started to open her mouth but she didn't say anything, Neil saw Michelia's face with terror flashing across her eyes. He had never seen his best friend this messed up.

Michelia's eyes rolled down, Neil followed her movement and saw a photo that Michelia was pinching with her finger. Neil slowly picked it up and only for him to drop it on the floor.

It was not just an ordinary photograph, but a photograph with Michelia's head lying with her eyes open in a glass cabinet.

Just the head.