He's What I go to school for- Chapter 8
Title: He’s What I Go To School For
Author: Kimmi
Pairing: Vam
Summery: Ville is the school Goth freak who no ones pays attention to, let alone knows he exists. But when the bullying starts to increase is there any point in staying in school, well there is when he meets his new Media teacher.
Disclaimer: I do not own them -although I wish I did- As real as Ville’s tiny pecker xD
A/N: New story! I was just so bored while waiting to fall asleep last night that I just started thinking about how hot teacher and student Vam relationships are xD
[Heeellllllllllllllllllllllllllllllloooooooooooooooo Hello. nice to see you again!!! hope you enjoy and sorry its so short, i have a dickhead of a friend here xDDDD hehe only joking she's she kinda nice lol]
I stopped dead, ringing still echoed around the room, piercing sounds rung in my ears.
I reached a finger to the green button lighting up on my phone, pressing it and placing the phone next to my ear. I was afraid Mr. Koskinen had told my parents, afraid my mum would be disappointed in me. There’s nothing worse than that.
“Hello?” My nervous voice squeezed out, a small squeak erupting from my throat in the form of a greeting.
“Ville? Where are you honey? Mr. Koskinen just called, asking if you where home” My mother’s worried voice answered.
“I’m with Mr. Margera” I stated, nothing more nothing less.
“Honey, don’t you think you are spending too much time with him?” My eyes grew wide and I shook my head, realising my mothers couldn’t see me I spoke.
“No Mama, he is the only friend have”
“What about Linde, Mikko and Juska? They are your friends” Her voice was beginning to hold some anger. I knew she was just concerned about how close I am with Bam, all mothers are like that, but I loved him, I just couldn’t tell her that.
“They are but…” I trialled off, not knowing what to say.
“I think you need to stop seeing Bam out of school” My mother’s voice was stern. I knew that voice all too well, the voice that told me that whatever she says she meant it. Nothing will get in the way of what she was thinking and this broke my heart, tears falling down my cheeks.
“Please mama, don’t say that” I sniffed, letting her hear the tears and hurt she was causing by saying that one simple sentence.
“You are becoming too close Ville. I like Bam but he seems weird to me. I know for a fact he is gay, I’m scared he’s going to hurt you Ville. I don’t want him turning you into a queer” The scowl she had on her beautiful aging face was heard in her voice, more tears falling from my greens orbs.
“You don’t want a gay son?” I asked. A whole new fear crossing my mind, a fear of abandonment.
“I want the family to continue honey. I want grandchildren and I won’t get that with a gay son” She let out a laugh. I saw no humour in this situation, my own scowl growing. My heart tensed as I breathed heavily in annoyance. How could my own mother say these things to me?
“Mama, I don’t know how the fuck you can say that. Do you realise how much you just fucking hurt me? Like it or not Mama but I’m gay….gay with Bam because I fucking love him! Disown me, I don’t fucking care anymore!!” I screamed into the phone, hanging up but struggling to find the button through the tears that blinded my sight.
I threw the phone to the other side of the room, placing my head in my hands and started to sob, sob more than I had ever done before. I had just lost all respect for my mother, from just a few words, she ripped my heart out and threw it on the floor before stamping her heel right into it and then ripped it to shreds, leaving it bleeding and unable to be fixed.
For the first time in my life, I truly felt like I hated my own mother.
[hope you enjoyed, well you can't really enjoy Ville being disowned but *shrug* well i will get better! please do me the biggest favour and rate my poem. I entered a competion online and i'm in the finals so I need votes!! click here to vote]
Author: Kimmi
Pairing: Vam
Summery: Ville is the school Goth freak who no ones pays attention to, let alone knows he exists. But when the bullying starts to increase is there any point in staying in school, well there is when he meets his new Media teacher.
Disclaimer: I do not own them -although I wish I did- As real as Ville’s tiny pecker xD
A/N: New story! I was just so bored while waiting to fall asleep last night that I just started thinking about how hot teacher and student Vam relationships are xD
[Heeellllllllllllllllllllllllllllllloooooooooooooooo Hello. nice to see you again!!! hope you enjoy and sorry its so short, i have a dickhead of a friend here xDDDD hehe only joking she's she kinda nice lol]
I stopped dead, ringing still echoed around the room, piercing sounds rung in my ears.
I reached a finger to the green button lighting up on my phone, pressing it and placing the phone next to my ear. I was afraid Mr. Koskinen had told my parents, afraid my mum would be disappointed in me. There’s nothing worse than that.
“Hello?” My nervous voice squeezed out, a small squeak erupting from my throat in the form of a greeting.
“Ville? Where are you honey? Mr. Koskinen just called, asking if you where home” My mother’s worried voice answered.
“I’m with Mr. Margera” I stated, nothing more nothing less.
“Honey, don’t you think you are spending too much time with him?” My eyes grew wide and I shook my head, realising my mothers couldn’t see me I spoke.
“No Mama, he is the only friend have”
“What about Linde, Mikko and Juska? They are your friends” Her voice was beginning to hold some anger. I knew she was just concerned about how close I am with Bam, all mothers are like that, but I loved him, I just couldn’t tell her that.
“They are but…” I trialled off, not knowing what to say.
“I think you need to stop seeing Bam out of school” My mother’s voice was stern. I knew that voice all too well, the voice that told me that whatever she says she meant it. Nothing will get in the way of what she was thinking and this broke my heart, tears falling down my cheeks.
“Please mama, don’t say that” I sniffed, letting her hear the tears and hurt she was causing by saying that one simple sentence.
“You are becoming too close Ville. I like Bam but he seems weird to me. I know for a fact he is gay, I’m scared he’s going to hurt you Ville. I don’t want him turning you into a queer” The scowl she had on her beautiful aging face was heard in her voice, more tears falling from my greens orbs.
“You don’t want a gay son?” I asked. A whole new fear crossing my mind, a fear of abandonment.
“I want the family to continue honey. I want grandchildren and I won’t get that with a gay son” She let out a laugh. I saw no humour in this situation, my own scowl growing. My heart tensed as I breathed heavily in annoyance. How could my own mother say these things to me?
“Mama, I don’t know how the fuck you can say that. Do you realise how much you just fucking hurt me? Like it or not Mama but I’m gay….gay with Bam because I fucking love him! Disown me, I don’t fucking care anymore!!” I screamed into the phone, hanging up but struggling to find the button through the tears that blinded my sight.
I threw the phone to the other side of the room, placing my head in my hands and started to sob, sob more than I had ever done before. I had just lost all respect for my mother, from just a few words, she ripped my heart out and threw it on the floor before stamping her heel right into it and then ripped it to shreds, leaving it bleeding and unable to be fixed.
For the first time in my life, I truly felt like I hated my own mother.
[hope you enjoyed, well you can't really enjoy Ville being disowned but *shrug* well i will get better! please do me the biggest favour and rate my poem. I entered a competion online and i'm in the finals so I need votes!! click here to vote]