Spell Bound

ne said, takin

his phone, worrying that his pa

e to ring my Mum,

he never put the phone close enough to her mouth. Someone had told her about phones causing cancer and since then she was wary. Sammy figure

over to a friend’s h

sounding so deeply shocked

rling," she gushed. "Stay

back in his pocket. "It's okay,

utting me out

burden. He always felt like he was a

having me. Maybe we would all

, Sammy couldn't help but feel out of place. The art on the wall looked like something you might see in a gallery, and the surfaces and tablet

e led Sammy up two flights of stairs to his bedro

his hands and rubbed th

r away from the screen and

peated, loud

y," Sammy mumbled

mment. With his thumb and forefinger, he lifted

ine. He'd been growing his hair for years. It was his ultimate defen

iful as this," Caine said, gently pushi

snap back so hard

the

g a ridiculous shade of red b

st call me

would mean releasing the pearls of liquid swelling up behind his eyes. He tried e

ly the t

ir," Caine soothed, misunders

a panel of blurry tears, f

ong?" Cain

answer. Cou

e ridiculously handsome boy, u

and got right into his face; his crystal green eyes full

ople. It... it's cruel,"

ing you," Cai

etic. It must be so much fun to pick on me. I

. He walked over to the bed

and you attack me like this.

the moment. Was it possible Caine

that Caine finds me attractive?'

ed, tentatively making his way over to

" Caine said wi

lly sorr

ot mad. I completely understand why you don't think anyone would find you attractive. Tho

with the whole thing because Caine was a part of it. Plus, he also liked Jess. If he had

ine said rather cryptically. "Now, let me cut

to tears again. He had to swallow it back, retur

to keep as much as p

are going to look so much better

ndered. ‘I’ve on

s stands of his long dark hair fell to

as Caine pulled at his hair, m

," Caine said, eyes fixed in

d to snip, look, remeasure, and return

him over to the

is eyes to register w

the hair. It was now cut into a longer version of Caine's style. How was it possibl

' Sammy asked himself.

haircut could make so much

orking. You're starting to see yourself as you r

, still staring at his own reflection.

ve very strong feelings about

ing his mother had posted on social media. He'd always figured it was

etter if you let me dye it,"

now about that

ust too dark. Yours is the perfect colour to bleach," C

e in. He wasn't assertive enough to say no or shut him up and did

don't make me look ridi

so entirely it stung the back of his throat. It was cold as it wen

sed to hurt?

Did I forget to mention th

n. Anything else. It was useless. It felt like hot little

done," Cain

igh of relief. "You are

es and popped them into the bin along wi

. "You need to leave it

med to the feeling, but that wasn’t the case. It felt like his scalp was melting

red, looking at C

is cat-like face pressed so close against Sammy's he fe

g we could do to take your

rom the depths of his stomach. He'd never even kissed anyone as

ered, barely able to choke up the words. Every time he took a brea

cent." Caine tutted. "I'm goin

y someone. Afraid of relationships that could easily break or go badly. Part of him thoug

real. He looked at Caine, so self-assured and perfect i

in you, so please d