Page 3 of Bend Him, Break Him
The two of them hadn’t come because of Isaac’s presence in the class, which should’ve been a win for him, but knowing they came here to reel Colton back into attendance only managed to piss Isaac off more.
“We’d love to see you again,” Mina said with an obnoxious amount of enthusiasm.
Isaac huffed at the phony cheer oozing off her.
“Yeah, bro,” Cunt-A-Saurous Leon Coleman shouted with a flippant attitude. “Theywanna see youthereagain.”
Leon put a heavy emphasis on the pronouns, mockingly, of course, because he was a cunt that Isaac wanted to throat punch on a regular basis. Every time the douchebag spoke, Isaac cracked his knuckles and reminded himself that unless he had the pleasure of finding Leon without witnesses, he shouldn’t swing first.
“Shut the fuck up, dude.” Colton cast his eyes down and crumpled the flyer up before leading his baseball team members away.
Leon turned back and cheered for Pride sarcastically until his team cut the corner.
“He’s a piece of work,” Mina said without missing a beat and flipping off Leon.
“What the fuck are y’all doing here?” Isaac asked, unconcerned by the interested new members of GSA hovering nearby.
As the secretary of the club, Isaac often took notes on future agendas, and nothing said his fellow board representatives would be lurking outside his class.
“We’re recruiting new members,” Jazz said as the bulk of the crowd cleared out after a meager five minutes.
“Yeah, and your reason for posting up here?” Isaac stared, unblinking.
“Thought we’d persuade the campus hottie with a bi body to speak again,” Mina said, still eyeing the direction Colton had walked off in.
It annoyed Isaac how the one club, the one place, refuge, sanctuary, he’d found had opened its doors for Colton motherfucking Lennox like he was some damn hero.
“You realize he’s not that special,” Isaac snapped. “Just some annoying jock who likes dick occasionally.”
“He’d make a huge difference in attendance,” Jazz said, her brown eyes turning into some annoying pleading expression.
“Everyone loves a hero.” Mina led the way toward the student courtyard.
“Hero?” Isaac snapped. “He got fucking outed. That’s not heroic. It’s sloppy—just ask your local senator.”
Okay, normally, Isaac would hold more sympathy. In fact, he had held more sympathy by keeping Colton’s DL queer status to himself all through high school despite how it might’ve benefited Isaac to snitch on everyone’s favorite jock for being a big ole homo.
“Do you know how brave it is to own your queer identity when being outed?” Mina leapt to Colton’s defense. “As a bi, masculine athlete, he could’ve easily denied the allegations.”
“Not that easy, given the cumming out factor,” Isaac said, alluding to the rumors Colton was caught mid-blowjob, which supposedly forced his hand to come out before those photos came out.
There was something super infuriating about Colton being praised as a queer idol, a hero for his bravery in coming out. Isaac knew Colton long before this bullshit. He wasn’t heroic, and chances were he tried to throw someone else under the bus to salvage his reputation before being forced to embrace his homo status.
Every time someone praised Colton, congratulated him for his bravery, Isaac was reminded of every year he’d weathered the hatred of his peers by coming out in high school. No one offered him a medal, no one demanded Isaac speak at club events, no one made reels by the tens of thousands about him. Though, honestly, Isaac was grateful for that factor. Part of him empathized—as best he could—for Colton when the online baseball gay pitcher posts started up with everyone giving their opinion on the bi batter with a bad attitude.
“I just think his popularity is overrated and fizzling out,” Isaac said, hoping his fellow GSA representatives would realize they were wasting their time on recruiting Colton as a member or a speaker. “He’s not that special.”
“Oh, but he’s so hot,” Mina whined.
“He really isn’t,” Isaac said too quickly, then went quiet to throw off suspicion.
“You know, normally, I don’t go for that whole macho brute thing,” Mina continued on her campaign to defend Colton’shonor. “But last year, he fought two guys to protect the honor of a girl he was dating.”
“Yeah…” Jazz cringed. “But he did put one in the hospital.”
“So hot, I know,” Mina swooned. “Total bi daddy gentleman vibes all the way. And I would let him go all the way and further.”
“You know, they weren’t actually dating,” Isaac clarified because, of course, he had to drop the fact that he secretly knew everything about Colton. Everything he could learn without going stalker mode, at least. Okay, without going full-blown stalker mode. “Your Prince Uncharming was flirting with the girl when the other guys started hitting on her, too. It wasn’t chivalry; it was caveman mentality.”
