[I can't love you, I wan't to love you] chapter 1

[I can't love you, I wan't to love you] chapter 1

Chapter 1: And it all began with a simple book

The day started like any day. The beeping noise of my alarm clock interrupting a strange and some my say disturbing dream I'm having every night. I reach out from under my pile of blankets that's strangled on top of me to grab my alarm clock and throw it against a wall like every morning. I slowly sit up and scratch my head, running my hand through my brown thick locks before stretching and yawning. I look down and poke at the bulk that that I see through my covers.
“I'm a sick individual...” I say to myself. Suddenly I hear Faylen, one of the two friends I live with, yell from downstairs.
“ROY! GET UP OR YOU'LL BE LATE!” I sigh and slowly get up, gathering my clothes that are scattered around my room. I went downstairs clothed in a dark blue t-shirt, black baggy pants, with a red vest tied around my waist and a yellow scarf around my neck. In the kitchen was Faylen backing eggs and pancake's and her huge brother Faylon eating his enormous stomach full on them. I sit down staring at my eggs which surprisingly haven't been claimed and eaten yet by Faylon.
“Eat up and get moving or you will be late again.” Faylen said from the stove she was standing at. I shove my plate over at Faylon who happily eats it up and stands up again to grab my book bag and left.
This is how every morning begins, Faylen yelling at me and her brother as the mother figure she thinks she is and me just taking it cause I've other things to think about in the morning. I recall the dream I had as I walk to school. Suddenly a force throws me to the ground and I look up seeing I bumped into someone who also got knocked on the ground and not just anyone. A hand that scratch a head filled with silver hair, a sign of ancient royalty here in Falena, and saphire blue eyes glance over to me to see who bumped into who.
“Ohw hey Roy I didn't see you there.” the silver haired male said clothed in matching red clothes. He stood up and before he could extend his hand to help me we both hear a very familiar screaming.
“FREY! Are you okay?! Are you hurt?!” Frey's best friend Lyon came running towards us and checked if he was okay before looking furiously at me.
“Roy! Aren't you getting tired of molesting Frey everyday?!” She yells at me making her black short hair a mess as she shakes her head while yelling.
“Frey lets go before he molests you again!” She says as she pulls away her friend towards school.
I slowly get up wiping the dirt of my clothes muttering. “bitch.” under my breath before I make my way again towards school.
The first class is history and I arrive to late, making the teacher look coldly at me.
“take your seat Roy since time is on no one's side.” she coldly says, I nod and take my seat a few tables behind the familiar silver haired boy. Lyon glanced at me angry as always and I just simply stick my tong out and she looks back in front of her offended. I chuckle and take out my book.
“today we are going to learn about the second civil war that occurred here many years ago.” the teacher began. “some of you might heard about this since your ancestors fought in that war.” the teacher glanced at Frey, Lyon and soon at me as well.
“The civil war was between the infamous Godwin faction, who captured and took hostage of that times princess Lymsleia, and prince Freyjadour and his army.” She wrote some notes down on the black board. “My ancestor Zerase, whom I'm named after, also helped the prince.” she turned back to my class. “I want you to make a presentation about your ancestor and show it in the Sol Falena's History banquet that will be held next month.” she sat down.
“If you don't have a ancestor that was in the second civil war then you must make a paper on the different strategies that the two armies used.”
The rest of the class went calmly, since teacher Zerase doesn't give us much homework for the 2 hours that we sit there anyway. Next up is lunch but I go to the library instead to look for information about this so called ancestor everybody keeps telling me about. I myself am an orphan so I never had parents to tell me about the person I'm named after.
Many students are in the library looking for the same kind of information and I spot a familiar silver haired rich kid sitting with his best friend doing the same.
“Roy you'd better not be here to make trouble again!” the old librarian Alhazred yells at me.
“hold your horses old man, I'm here to gain information like the rest of the clueless bums here.” I tell him before making my way to one of the many book stands that are labeled; history of falena I slide my fingers over to some books grabbing a few of them. As my hand slides over one book in particular a vision crosses my mind.
I see myself and Frey standing on a dock of a castle in the middle of a grand lake, wearing ancient looking clothes and armor.
“After this is over...we can't see each other no more.” I hear the silver haired male say. “We are just from to different from each other, from to different worlds and standards.” He turns away from me. “People wouldn't understand anyway, the love between two of the same gender.” he says with a hint of sadness.
I'm pulled out of the vision as I feel a hand on my shoulder. I look and see Frey look at me concerned.
“the bell rang and you looked so spaced out.” Frey said as he took his hand back. I looked at the clock and saw that Lunch was already over. I shook my head and grabbed the book my hand was still resting on.
“are you okay Roy?” he asked as he followed me to the next class.
“I'm fine and I suggest you stay away from me.” I tell him without looking at him. “I don't want to be accused of molesting again by your best friend.”
“I'm sorry about Lyon.” I hear him say but I pretend I didn't hear him and the same hint of sadness I heard in my vision.
Next was rune class and luckily the teacher; Jeanne, was to busy flirting with the students to pay attention to the fact that Frey and I were 5 minutes late. Lyon looked at my angry as if she was about to accuse me of molesting Frey again. I ignored her and sat on my usual spot as did Frey sat on his next to Lyon.
The class went smoothly like every day, even tho I couldn't focus completely due to the vision I had. I brought out the book I grabbed earlier and started reading it. It contained the history of every person who fought in the second war. I gulped softly as I looked for my name, knowing that what I would read would change my view about myself drastically, if I would believe my vision.