Coming Out: Part 3

We heard the bell ring for the last time that day and left the classroom. We walked downstairs untill someone pushed me down the stairs laughing and ran off. Kacchan helped me get up off my knees and I held his hand as we walked to the bus stand.

The boys who were there in the morning started throwing things at my head and the group of girls we were friends with leant over and sheltered it.

I grabbed hold of Kacchan's hand and we got onto the bus and sat down at the back when a few other boys came to the back and sat down next to me. I shifted a bit closer to Kacchan since I was uncomfortable, and then one of the boys started caressing my thigh.

The other two boys laughed softly, and I moved down further. Kacchan was getting suspicious and he got up and noticed that one of the boy's hands were on my thigh. He got up and punched him in the face as I sobbed. He told me to swap seats with him and look out the window. I leant on his shoulder and fell asleep on the journey home.