I Never Hated You

Dante's POV

Hakim stared at me with his green eyes full of disgust. Those emerald green eyes that I loved so much were now cold and icy. He hated me with all his guts, and he never failed to show that with every little chance he got.

" Fag", he hissed. He couldn't get creative with his abusive names. It usually made me feel obligated to sit him down and teach him how to properly use abusive names.

" What did I do this time, Hakim?" I asked, trying so hard to keep my composure as his eyes bored into mine. Some students walked past us and saw what was happening, but the terror in their eyes could only allow them to stare at the whole thing from afar off.

" I'll tell you what you did", Hunter interjected, " I saw you staring at our dicks in the locker room, and it wasn't your first time doing it, you fucking pervert", he spat on my face.

" Spare me the crap. You guys flatter yourselves too much, they wasn't even much to stare at", I said as I wiped the spit off my face, trying to wriggle myself out of Hakim's grip but he was just too strong.

" Don't give me that bullshit Dante. I've caught you staring at me so many times in the past and it's just freaking annoying, you fucking homo. It's time to teach you a lesson", Hakim snarled.

He was wrong, but at the same time he was correct. I had been staring, but who wouldn't expect me to stare? The dude was drop dead gorgeous, with a chiseled body and a sex god physique, even his face card was something else. If being handsome was a crime, he would've gotten a hundred years sentence.

I've always had a crush on him since middle school, and he wasn't always this hateful. He was my friend.

Our mothers basically grew up together and went to the same high school, and we lived next door to each other, and so the friendship was transferred from our mothers unto us.

He was born a few months earlier than me, and was always the protector, while I was the protected. He was more like a mixture of a big brother and a friend, but all that changed when we got into sophomore year.

His attitude completely changed. He joined the school football team and started following Hunter and Hazel, and it was only a matter of time until he became popular, so popular that even seniors were swooning over him. He started dating the hot, popular chicks in school, and our bond slowly faded away.

It was gradual and intended, and I couldn't resent him for it. I was the nerd, the soft, unpopular, skinny guy while he was the king of Northwest High, but never would I have imagined that he would turn into the demon staring at me right in the eye.

" Are you even listening? You demented stupid creature", he said, following up his words with a slap to the face, one that had my tooth flying from my mouth. I could only hope that it wasn't my front tooth.

" So what if I did? Huh? What if I did stare at you? I've always liked you, and I am not ashamed of that", I said with rage, tasting my own blood. I didn't know where the stupid courage had come from, but I knew that I was overcome by a certain kind of madness, the kind that could only suffice because of Hakim, and I prepared myself for the worse, fully aware that the flying tooth was just a tip of the iceberg; he was warming up.

" You like me?" His question sounded more like a statement, and the taunt on his face made it obvious that he had desecrated his tongue by repeating the statement. For a moment I thought I saw something in his eyes, a flicker of an emotion, an emotion other than hate, but in the blink of an eye it was gone, back to the scrawling hateful, spiteful, cold eyes.

" Yes Hakim. I've never tried to keep it a secret, nor did I ask you to reciprocate my feelings, so what's the point of all this? Please, just let me go", I said, desperately trying to free myself from his grip, all to no avail.

That dude was strong!