A gay story: Guardian Angel Ch. 04 Hey everyone! Well here is the next chapter of Guardian Angel. I decided against continuing the story in Quinn’s perspective based on reader’s comments as well as my own preference. Please leave any comments you have, I really do enjoy reading them all and I hope you all enjoy the story as much as I enjoyed writing it!
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Quinn was shaking as he walked up the stairs to his locker, luckily he hadn’t encountered Ryan or anybody else from his world religions class. He got to his locker and was almost brought to tears by what he saw, there was writing all over it, mostly words like “Fag” or “Cocksucker” all over it. He quickly opened his locker so that he could get his books and then leave for class. Once he had all his books ready he began to leave for his world religions class hoping nobody would say anything about what happened Friday but already knowing they would. “Hey Faggot!” Someone shouted from behind him.
Before Quinn could even turn around to see his tormentor he was pushed to the ground, his books went flying everywhere. He started to get up but felt the bottom of someone’s shoe connect with his back sending him flat on the ground. He tried to talk, but nothing came out, he wasn’t able to make any noise except to whimper. The next blow hit him in the ribs and again he tried to call out but nothing came. By now all the other kids had surrounded him in a circle, all of them taunting him and calling him names. He kept wondering why no one came to his rescue, why not teachers were breaking this up yet.
“Stupid cocksucker!” Another blow, and another and another, most to his ribs, back or head. He prayed he’d pass out soon enough so he didn’t have to go through the pain.
“Quinn!” Suddenly he heard Galen’s voice through all of the name calling and he was no longer at his school being beaten but instead in his room with Galen. Galen was shaking him all the while saying his name over and over. That’s when Quinn realized he had been dreaming; he wrapped his arms around Galen and began crying. “Shhh, it was a dream, just a dream. A horrible dream, it’s not real.”
“Th-th-they w-w-ere h-h-h-hurting m-me!” Quinn wailed.
“I know, I know, you were screaming in your sleep Quinn, but everything’s okay, its all okay.” Galen was gently rocking Quinn back and forth hoping to calm the poor boy.
“N-n-n-nobod-dy h-helped! N-n-n-no o-one!”
“It’s okay, it’s okay. They can’t hurt you here, you’re with me, I won’t let them touch you.” Galen comforted. Quinn buried his head in Galen’s chest and continued to cry while Galen comforted him.
Galen picked up the shaking boy and walked into the bathroom. He turned on the warm water and waited for the tub to fill. Quinn didn’t seem to acknowledge that he’d been moved from his room to the bathroom, or that Galen was filling the tub, he just continued to cry against Galen’s strong chest. When the tub was filled, without even bothering to remove Quinn’s pyjama pants he lowered themselves into the warm water. It was only once Quinn was in the water that he looked up from where his head rested on Galen’s shoulder, once realizing where he was he laid his head back down on Galen’s shoulder. Galen continued to rock Quinn back and forth all the while murmuring endearments to him. Quinn was no longer crying but instead lightly sniffling, when the tears had finally stopped, Quinn looked up into Galen’s face and was almost reduced back to tears with the amount of love he could see in Galen’s face.
“You okay?” Galen asked, looking slightly worried.
Quinn just nodded and laid his head back on Galen’s shoulder, he was glad Galen had taken him to the washroom, ever since he was young he found warm baths calmed him down, then he realized that was probably why Galen brought him here, because he’d been watching Quinn from day one and already knew this. He never thought he’d meet someone who knew everything there was to know about him, not a secret in the world he could hide from Galen. It made him feel exposed, like he had nothing to hide behind but at the same time he felt comforted that Galen knew everything, he just wished he knew everything there was to know about Galen.
“I-i-i d-d-don’t w-wanna g-go t-t-to s-school t-t-tomorrow.” Quinn stammered out.
Galen lifted Quinn’s chin to look into his eyes, he leant down and kissed Quinn’s forehead; “You can’t stop going Quinn.”
“W-why n-n-not? I-if I-I-I g-g-go, th-they’ll h-hurt me!”
“If you stop going, I have to go back to where I came from and watch over you that way.” Galen whispered. He felt Quinn tense as he finished his sentence.
Quinn’s eyes filled with tears at the thought of not having Galen around. “W-why?”
“Part of the condition of my being here is that you must continue to do things you would have done if I weren’t here, like school. If you stop going they’ll see it as I’m interfering and therefore causing you to feel you don’t need school. You DO need your schooling for what you’re going to do, and if you stop going your life path will be altered too much.”
“I-I’m s-scared t-t-to g-go.”
“I know you are, but your almost done highschool Quinn, you’ll be graduating school in a few months; don’t let them win by not allowing yourself to get your diploma, we both know your so very smart and destined for great things but if you don’t get that diploma you will truly limit yourself. And I’ll still be with you when you’re at school, you won’t be able to see me but I’ll be there watching over you.” Galen whispered. He truly hated that Quinn was this scared to go back, nobody should have to be frightened this way, no one.
“Y-you will?” Quinn asked, not sure if he believed it.
“Yes, I will be, a guardian angel cannot leave the side of the one they watch, so when I can’t be with you physically then I go back to my spirit form and watch over you that way. So I WILL be with you, You’ll never be alone. You never truly were alone Quinn.” Galen said.
“O-okay … I-I’ll g-go.” Quinn whispered.
Quinn laid his head back down on Galen’s shoulder and just enjoyed the angel’s arms wrapped protectively around him along with the warmth of the water and Galen’s body. He still didn’t want to go back, but he didn’t want Galen to leave either, and Galen was right, he did have very high marks and he probably would be able to get a good job, so not finishing highschool would only cripple his future in the end. Galen and Quinn just sat there in the warm water, holding eachother and enjoying the other’s company, not wanting to let go. After about a half hour they both decided to get out and dry off. Neither of them had planned anything for that day so just decided to stay at home and lounge around the house. Normally Quinn would be doing his homework except he couldn’t due to the face that he had left his bag at school when he ran out of the room in utter humiliation, but he didn’t wish to think about that event.
They decided to have grilled cheese sandwiches for dinner and then icecream for dessert. While they were eating the phone began to ring and Quinn went to go answer it.
“H-hello?”
“Hey bud, how is everything over there?” Quinn’s father asked.
“I-it’s g-good” Quinn answered.
“That’s good to hear, I just called to make sure everything was fine and to let you know that I’ll be home late on Saturday this week.”
“E-everyth-thing i-i-is f-fine h-here.”
“How is everything at school Quinn?” Jackson asked.
“I-it’s f-fine.” Quinn lied.
“Okay, well I better go so I will talk to you again sometime this week, okay bud?”
“O-o-okay, b-bye.”
“Bye son.” Jackson said before hanging up the phone.
Quinn hung up the phone and went back to where Galen was to lie down with him again. He smiled as Galen began to tenderly stroke his hair.
“You lied to your father.” Galen stated.
“W-what?” Quinn replied, taken a little off guard.
“You told him everything was fine at school when it wasn’t. I don’t understand why you don’t ever talk to him about what goes on at school.” Galen said, continuing to gently stroke Quinn’s hair.
“I-i-it’s n-not l-like h-h-he c-can d-d-do a-anyth-thing.” Quinn responded.
“He can’t do anything because you don’t tell him anything; he knows that you’re being picked on at school and has tried on several occasions to get the school involved but the school cannot do anything unless YOU tell them what is going on. And when it comes down to it, your father can do a lot more for you than I can, all I can do is be here for you when you need me, and I always will be. But if you want it to stop completely you need to come forward and say something!” Galen said.
“B-b-but i-i-if I t-tell a-a-anyone th-they’ll only h-hurt me m-m-more!”
“They can only hurt you now because you’re too afraid to say anything, that’s exactly what it is they’re couting on; you being too afraid to say anything. If you do speak out than they’re left with the consequences of their actions and nothing more. The truth is they won’t want to come after you for saying anything because by then they’ll know that you are not afraid and WILL tell people and they’ll only be left with MORE consequences. I know you’re afraid to say anything because you think you’ll be standing alone, but you won’t be! Your father and myself will be there standing with you, and the school is taking these sorts of issues much more seriously, once they find out what has been going on with you then they too will be standing with you. You are never alone. But I can’t make you stand up for yourself, I can only be here for you. You have to make the decision in the end Quinn, whether the bullying continues or not is ultimately up to you.” Galen said.
Quinn wasn’t sure what to say, he knew Galen was right, but he was still afraid to speak out against any of it, it was easier said than done.
“I-I’ll th-think a-a-about i-it.” Quinn replied.
Galen knew that he wouldn’t be able to force Quinn to say anything, but at least he’d gotten him to consider it.
“H-how w-w-will y-y-you g-g-go b-b-back t-to sp-spirit f-form?” Quinn asked, obviously wanting to change the subject.
“I go to sleep. When my physical body is asleep, my spirit leaves it and I can stay that way for as long as I wish to.” Galen explained.
“S-so w-when y-you w-w-went t-t-to s-s-sleep l-last n-n-night y-y-you w-w-were r-r-really a-awake? J-j-just i-i-i-in y-y-your s-spirit f-form?”
“Yes, I don’t actually need sleep, my body can stay awake for however long I want, sleeping just gives me a way to leave my body. Usually when I sleep at night with you and I leave my body I go to the ‘spirit world’ and report to the Arch Angels.”
“O-oh, th-that’d b-b-be c-cool t-t-to d-do.” Quinn responded.
“And I wish I could take you, although unfortunately you aren’t able to do that. But when you die your spirit will leave your body and you will go straight to the spirit world.”
“I-I g-g-get i-it.” Quinn replied.
For the rest of the night before they went to bed they decided to watch National Treasure, one of Quinn’s favourite movies. Though neither of them really paid a whole lot of attention to the movie, Quinn couldn’t stop thinking about what would happen on Monday, and Galen couldn’t stop trying to think of ways to comfort Quinn. By the time the movie was over Quinn felt as though he were emotionally drained and just wanted to go to bed. Galen was worried for him, he didn’t want Quinn to be scared and wished he could make all of his problems go away, he hated that his sweet Quinn had to be scared like this.
After turning off the T.V. he picked Quinn up and carried him to the bedroom. As they both lay down Galen held Quinn close to him so that they were in a spooning position. Galen could sense Quinn’s trepidation about Monday and wanted very badly to relax him in some way. His hand slowly travelled down Quinn’s torso and stopped at Quinn’s groin, he heard Quinn take a deep breath as he gently squeezed the quickly hardening member through his pajama pants. For a few moments he continued to gently kneed Quinn’s groin; Galen brought his hand up to the waistband of Quinns pants and slid his hand underneath and grasped his hard penis. While he stroked Quinn’s cock he used his free hand to play with Quinn’s small nipples. Quinn knew it wouldn’t be long before he shot his load but tried to prolong it anyway. Galen listened as Quinn’s breath began to quicken and felt as his rock hard cock seemed to harden more.
“ungg, ohhhh” Quinn moaned.
“Cum for me.” Galen whispered in Quinn’s ear. He began to pump Quinn faster as the boy stiffened up and released his seed covering his chest and Galen’s hand. As Quinn began to come down from his orgasm Galen continued to slowly milk Quinn to ensure his balls were empty.
Quinn let out a soft moan as Galen took his hand away from his sensitive member. He relaxed into Galen’s embrace as the angel wrapped both arms and wings around his small body.
“Everything will be fine tomorrow Quinn, I promise.”
Quinn turned around to face Galen and wrapped his arms around him. “I-I l-love y-y-you s-s-so m-much.” Quinn replied.
“I love you too Quinn, so very, very much.”
“P-p-promise y-y-you w-won’t l-let th-them h-h-hurt m-me?” Quinn asked, looking up into Galen’s eyes.
Galen felt so much love for Quinn as he looked into the boy’s eyes, he wanted to be able to make that promise but knew he wouldn’t be able to do much if they did hurt Quinn. “I’ll do my very best, Quinn.” Galen whispered, his voice choking as the tears welled up in his eyes.
Quinn nodded his understanding and laid his head back down and snuggled closer to Galen, he had a bad feeling about tomorrow but knew his angel would do anything he could to protect him.
Quinn got up that morning and started to walk towards the bathroom, as he walked there something didn’t feel quite right but he couldn’t put his finger on it. Quinn entered the washroom and started his morning ritual beginning with his shower, after which he used the toilet and once done his business went on to brush his teeth. He was brushing his teeth when he looked into the mirror above the sink. He nearly choked on the toothpaste as he seen what was wrong, right on his forehead was a tattoo the word “FAGGOT.” He spit out the toothpaste and grabbed for a washcloth and immediately began roughly scrubbing at the word but to no avail. No matter how hard he scrubbed the word would not come off. He dropped the cloth and ran out of the bathroom.
“GALEN!” He screamed but was answered with silence. He screamed Galen’s name again and again but each time got no reply.
He started to hear noises coming from his backyard and darted for the backdoor and burst into the outdoors. What he saw nearly made him faint, all of his relatives were out there celebrating some sort of occasion. There were balloons and cake and small children running around. He noticed a boy who looked to be eight sitting in the corner alone, it looked as though the other children were picking on him. He started to walk towards him but stopped as he seen his father make a beeline towards the boy. He watched as his father roughly grabbed the boy’s small arm and pull him away. Then Quinn’s father looked up and seen him standing there, and evil smile appeared across his face as he shouted “He’s here!” and then began pulling the boy toward him.
Quinn didn’t understand what was happening as his father walked towards him, he was scared and wanted to go back inside. Everybody was looking at Quinn and his father now as his father stopped right infront of him.
“D-d-dad, w-w-what’s g-g-going o-on?” Quinn asked with fear in his voice. Jackson ignored his question and looked down at the boy who’s arm he was holding. He leant down and grabbed the boy’s chin and angled his head so he was looking at Quinn. “See Quinn? You take a good look at him, he’s a faggot who’s going to die a firey death and be sent to hell. You NEVER become one of them you hear boy? Or you’ll be kicked out just like the rest of ’em!”
Quinn looked down at the boy who his father had just called ‘Quinn’ and realized this was a younger version of himself, more specifically this was at his 8th birthday party! Tears began to well up into his eyes as his father began to yell obscenities at him and point. Soon the rest of his family were yelling the same things, someone had thrown a piece of cake at him and it wasn’t long before it caught on and he was getting food thrown at him from all directions. Quinn was crying hard as he began running away from his family who had obviously rejected him, he needed to get out of that place fast.
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP!!!
Quinn was startled as he was woken up from his nightmare. He had tears in his eyes as he looked at the clock by his bed that read 630AM, he then remembered he had school that day and immediately began to convulse as the sobs racked through his frail body. As he cried he felt himself being wrapped in downy soft feathered wings, he leaned back into Galen’s body and felt the angel’s arms wrap around him as well. Galen gently rocked Quinn back and forth as the boy continued to cry.
“Shhh, it’s okay Quinn, it’s okay, you’re alright.”
“I-I-I d-d-don’t-t th-th-th-thi-ink I-I-I c-c-can g-g-go!” Quinn wailed.
“Yes you can Quinn, I know you can” Galen whispered.
Quinn didn’t respond, instead just continued to cry as Galen rocked him. He didn’t want to go to school, but he knew he had to if he wanted to keep Galen here with him, and that was something he deffinitely wanted. His crying became less and less and eventually stopped, he just laid back against Galen as the strong angel held him. He didn’t know what was going to happen at school today, nor did he want to think about it, all he wanted was to get through this day peacefully. Quinn slowly stopped crying but remained in Galen’s embrace, he didn’t want to let go, ever.
“We need to get you ready so you don’t miss the bus. I promise I’ll be there Quinn, right by your side, always.” Galen whispered.
Quinn slowly unfolded himself from Galen but refused to let go of his hand as he got off the bed, he wanted to keep any sort of contact with the angel that he could. Galen understood that Quinn wanted to keep contact and hopped off the bed as well, still holding the boy’s hand. Quinn lead the way to the kitchen to have some breakfast choosing cereal as they did not have enough time to cook anything. As he ate he kept going over in his mind all of the possible events that could happen today, wondering if anyone would say anything about what had happend on Friday. By now everyone had to know, things in highschool spread like wildfire and you’d have to be a real outcast not to know what’s happening, even Quinn knew all the rumours that went around and he didn’t even have any friends.
He remembered that time when Emily Baker got pregnant, boy did he feel sorry for her. EVERYONE knew about that one, things that weren’t even true evolved from just that one rumour. It went from her being pregnant to that not only was she pregnant but that the father was a homeless man who lived on the streets that paid her to have sex, and that as a result of having sex with the man she got all sorts of sexually transmitted diseases, one of them being herpes and AIDS. Another rumour was that it was HER father who was the father of the child, boy would that be messed up. As the pregnancy went on more rumours came about, one being that she was tested and it was found that the baby was deformed with a third arm and a tail or something to that effect. But when the baby was finally born it was perfectly normal and the father turned out to be a member of the drama club!
He then started to think about Elizabeth Verno and that time people found out she gave a blow job to some jock on the football team. People were so vicious to her she changed schools! Quinn was really starting to worry as he thought about all of these things, he really didn’t want to have to change schools because that would mean his father would find out he were gay, and that wouldn’t be good. He wondered if because he were a guy it would be different, because all the examples he had to look back on were girls having rumours spread about them, he couldn’t think of any guys. He was afraid that if because he was a guy, people wouldn’t be afraid to physically harm him, he wondered if he’d be able to hide the bruises from his father, or what his father would say if he seen any. Would he have to tell his father he was gay? NO! He couldn’t do that! Not after his dream last night, his father would reject him, he was sure of it. There had to be some way he could avoid people at school, and if there wasn’t there had to be a way to hide it all from his dad, Quinn knew that whatever happend, his father COULD NOT find out.
Then he started to think about Galen, Galen surely wouldn’t stand for him being beaten up at school. But what could Galen do? He certainly did comfort Quinn, he really did, Quinn would never want Galen to leave, he has been the only person Quinn was able to talk to since forever! But Quinn was sure Galen would want him to tell his father about what would be going on, Galen for whatever reason thought that his father could do something, but Quinn knew the truth – nothing could be done.
Galen watched Quinn as he slowly ate his cereal, he watched all the thoughts going through the boys head and just wished Quinn could see that people truly wanted to help him, he just needed to say something! He wished he could protect him from everything, but the truth was he couldn’t, all he could truly do was watch it happen and then provide as much comfort as possible. He started to wonder why it was the title that was given to his kind was “Guardian Angel”, they didn’t GUARD anyone from anything, they just watched and comforted in some way, he thought to himself that the name should be changed to “Comfort Angel”. If he truly was a GUARDIAN angel then he’d be able to stand in the way of anything that threatened to hurt Quinn. He truly wished he could, really, he did.
Galen thought back to the day that Quinn was in the car accident, boy was that a horrible day. He remembered when Quinn’s Amy’s(Quinn’s mother) spirit left her body, she was killed almost instantly upon impact. He replayed exactly how the crash went, if it weren’t for Amy, Quinn would’ve had the brunt of the impact and died instead, but Amy seen it coming and turned her car so that it was her side that got hit, not a whole lot of people do that, he thought. It’s reflex for a driver to turn away in order to protect themselves, but Amy defied that instict and turned herself towards in order to protect her child.
A few days after the accident while Quinn was in his coma Galen was in the hospital room watching him when he felt a presence. He turned to see Amy only this time as a spirit, her spirit name was Falynn. She was watching him, she looked at him and made him promise to protect her son, to watch over him. He remembered her exact words, he didn’t think he’d ever forget them.
“He’s a good boy, he really is, promise me something. Promise to protect, love, and watch over him like I no longer can, promise me this.”
After Galen had promised her she left to go be at peace, he didn’t hear from her again until the day the arch angels declared that he was able to be with Quinn. She had come up to him and said that she knew he would keep his promise, and then left again.
As Galen thought about his promise to Falynn he refused to break it, he was going to do anything possible to ensure Quinn was not harmed.
Quinn finished eating and said he was going to go have a shower and brush his teeth, Galen decided to clean up the kitchen while Quinn was doing that. He wanted to join Quinn but realized Quinn wanted and needed a little bit of alone time to sort out his thoughts.
Twenty minutes later Quinn walked out of the shower fully dressed and ready for school, at least he looked ready, emotionally he wasn’t, emotionally he wanted to stay home and NEVER go to school again, but he couldn’t do that. Galen was finished with the kitchen and waiting for Quinn so he could send him off to school, Quinn walked over to him as he put his bus tickets in his pocket. Galen looked down into Quinn’s eyes and could see a ton of different emotions within them, love, fear, sadness and more. Galen leant down and grabbed Quinn from underneath his armpits and brought him up for a passionate kiss and then hugged him close to his body.
“It’s all going to be okay Quinn.” Galen whispered.
“I-I-I kn-kn-know, i-i-it’s a-a-always ok w-w-when y-you’re a-a-around” Quinn whispered back.
“And I’ll always, always be around.”
Galen put Quinn down and watched as he walked out the door heading towards the bus stop. He didn’t feel like he was sending Quinn to school, but rather to the wolves. Galen shut and locked the door and then went up to Quinn’s room so that he could put his physical body to sleep while his soul left it to be with Quinn throughout the day. Within seconds of his body hitting the matress his body was asleep and his soul was watching Quinn as the boy boarded the bus.
‘This is it’ Quinn thought, ‘I’m going to school, I’m gonna face them, everyone, and I’m going to take everything that those assholes throw at me, hell, I might even stand up for myself! Yeah, that’s what I’ll do! The first person to call me a fag I’m gonna tell them to fuck off!’ Quinn kept thinking thoughts like this, mentally preparing himself for whatever happend at school. He was able to convince himself that he’d be able to stand up for himself, maybe even fight if the other boys tried it. He slowly gained confidence the whole way to the school. He even walked confidently as he walked towards the school. He kept telling himself these things as he walked through the halls, he refused to look at anyone, didn’t want to see any of their faces, just kept on walking.
Then he saw his locker.
On his locker was the one word he’d dreaded ever since he realized he was gay, ‘Fag’. Whatever confidence he had built on the bus ride there quickly disappeared as he stared at that word on his locker. His mind quickly flashed to that first dream he had of him seeing his locker full of words like fag and cocksucker. ‘At least it’s only written once, surely if everyone knew it’d be written a hundred times.’ Even that thought didn’t make him feel any better about the situation. He was about to open his locker to get his bag and books when he remembered none of his things were in there, they were in his last period class, he had left them there Friday when he ran off. He felt his heart begin to beat as he realized he would have to face Mrs. Walsh a lot sooner than he had originally thought. There was no way possible that he could face her yet, he barely thought that he would be able to face her at the end of the day in class let alone right NOW!
‘Maybe I don’t need to face her, maybe I can just sneak into her class, find my stuff and then get the hell out of there.’ Quinn thought. He figured most teachers would be in the staff room right now and they usually left the rooms open so that students could go in early if they liked. Quinn started walking to room 234 praying that Mrs. Walsh wasn’t there, it would certainly be awful to see her, he just knew she would chastise him for having an erection in class, she’d probably get him suspended or something! Then Quinn thought about the fact that she was a world religions teacher, that must mean she’s religious, Quinn thought to himself. If she believes that he’s gay than she is going to be real angry he thought. Being gay is supposed to be extremely bad according to the bible, isn’t it? Quinn felt as thought he were going to start hyperventilating as all these thoughts ran through his mind and just then he felt something on his back, it felt like a hand. He jumped thinking someone was going to beat the crap out of him but when he turned around no one was there.
Quinn still felt whatever it was on his back, it started to move, rubbing his back as if to comfort him. That’s when it hit him, it was Galen’s hand! Quinn remembered Galen was with him, and realized Galen must have sensed that he was scared and wanted to comfort him. He no longer felt as though he were going to hyperventilate, he was still scared, but a hell of a lot calmer than he had been just a few seconds ago, knowing that he wasn’t alone in this made him fell a whole lot better. Quinn could still feel Galen’s hand on his back as he came up to Mrs. Walsh’s room, he silently prayed some more that she would not be in her room. As he opened the door he saw that his prayers went unanswered. Mrs. Walsh was sitting right at her desk, she looked up when the door opened and Quinn immediately looked down at the floor in shame.
“I-I-I j-j-j-just n-n-n-nee-eed m-m-m-m-my s-stuff” Quinn said, he noticed he was stuttering a lot more than usual.
Mrs. Walsh got up from her chair without saying a word, she walked over behind Quinn and shut the door gently so as not to startle Quinn with any noise. She could tell he was extremely nervous, the poor boy looked like he was about to wet himself, she didn’t want him to be this way though, she really liked Quinn as a student, and happend to know all of his teachers did, they all had very high opinions of him. After talking to one of her male colleagues who also taught Quinn about the incident that had happend on Friday she learned that it is actually quite common for an adolescent boy to get an erection in class, those things are hard to control. With regards to the accusation of Quinn being gay he didn’t have anything to say as an erection in class can’t be a basis for someone’s sexuality. She walked up to Quinn and put her hand on his shoulder, he flinched under her touch.
“What happend yesterday was perfectly natural Quinn, it happens to a lot of boys.” She said in the most gentle voice she could.
“I-it d-d-does?”
“Yes Quinn. they do, Ryan had no right saying those things he said and will be punished accordingly.”
“Y-y-you m-m-mean a-a-about m-m-me b-b-being g-g-g-gay?”
“Yes, he didn’t have a right to say such a thing based on what happend, he doesn’t know whether or not that is true and he not only embarassed you infront of the class but made you a potential target to others for bullying. He will be suspended, it is just being decided how long, however long it is, his suspension will be effective tomorrow.”
“Y-y-you d-d-don’t th-th-th-think I-I’m g-g-gay?”
“Quinn, whether you’re gay or not doesn’t matter, what people don’t understand about that whole thing is that being gay or straight doesn’t make up who you are. All it determines is who you are attracted to, it doesn’t determine whether you are a good or bad person. People don’t see how small a part sexual orientation actually plays in who a person is, I’m sure there are some extremely horrible gay people out there as well as some amazing gay people, just the same way there are some horrible straight people I’ve met and some truly amazing straight people. My point is, whether you are gay or straight does not matter to me, and if you are in fact gay and need someone to talk to, I am always here, because I know how hard it is for someone to go through that same situation and not have anyone to talk to.”
Quinn’s eyes widened when he heard the last part of what she said, he looked up to see her smiling down at him. “Y-y-you kn-kn-know?” He asked.
Mrs. Walsh leaned in close so that she was whispering into Quinn’s ear, “My brother is gay.” She pulled back to look down at Quinn with a smile and than winked.
Quinn couldn’t help but smile back and nod, he felt like he would cry tears of joy that someone else knew, all his life he wanted to be able to talk to someone about how he was feeling. And then Galen came and he was able to talk about it, but now he had Mrs. Walsh too and he really felt like he could trust her.
Mrs. Walsh made her way to her desk and picked up Quinn’s bag to give to him as the bell would be ringing soon. She handed it over to him and told him he needed to head to first period and that whenever he needed to talk she would be there. Quinn nodded and then left, making his way to his history class.
Galen felt joy at the fact that Quinn’s teacher had accepted Quinn and didn’t say anything bad about the fact that Quinn was gay. He followed Quinn to his history class to continue watching over him. He knew Quinn liked this class, especially now that they were learning about world war two and what happened with the Holocaust. It certainly was horrible what happend to all of those people, those from the spiritworld looked on it as a time when humanity showed their dark nature. As that class ended and everybody left Galen continued watching over Quinn.
The day went by without any trouble, Quinn had just finished his psychology class and it was time for lunch. Galen was happy to see that no one was bothering Quinn and that Quinn seemed to be happy and pretty confident that no one was gonna hurt him. Galen figured that everyone that saw what happend Friday either forgot about it or just didn’t really care. Quinn finished off his lunch in the cafeteria and made his way towards the bathroom with Galen close behind him. Quinn entered the washroom and Galen was just about to do the same when he suddenly stiffened and let out a silent scream as he watched Ryan Miller walk into the bathroom close behind Quinn with an angry and determined look on his face.
To Be Continued …