Sepia Makes Everybody Cry With a Dyle Fanfic

seven

"So let me get this straight..." Will said, holding out his hands as if they'd help to convey his point. I almost had the nerve to laugh at his choice of wording. "You... and Kyle?"

I winced and shook my head slightly. "No... Not really. It's just..." I sighed. "I'm just feeling differently toward him for one reason or another. I don't think he's feeling the same way toward me, though," I admitted, "but I'm almost positive he's at least confused as well."

Will nodded quietly. "Wow... That's unfortunate."

I rolled my eyes and got up. "Well, my first plan was to ignore it. I mean, come on. He's my friend, and this is our band. Like you said, we don't need this kind of stress getting in the way." I shrugged. "Besides, it's probably just another ridiculous crush, you know? I've never... liked... guys before." I bit my lip and tugged at my hair again. "So... Yeah. If we could just forget about it, that would be great."

Will didn't stop me as I headed toward the door. I turned around before exiting. "Hey Will?"

"Yeah?"

"Can you... not tell Kyle?"

"Yeah. Sure. Whatever you need, mate." He smiled, nodding. I smiled back at him, breathing a sigh of relief.

I wasn't completely sure where I was going. I couldn't very well go upstairs—Kyle would be there—but I had to go somewhere.

I can't believe I told Will. If Kyle found out—like, really found out—I'd be dead. What would he say? What if he said he did too? What if—? My thoughts appeared without welcome and I grabbed my head in my hands, leaning against the wall. Shut up. Shut up. I don't need to think about that right now. It's out. He's not going to tell Kyle, and I'm just going to ignore the weird feelings like I planned. Besides, he already said we were just friends... He can't back out now. That would be stupid...

I wandered around the rooms, eventually finding myself standing in front of the lounge door. I cringed and backed up. I nearly jumped into the door as I backed into someone behind me. I heard an "oof" and flipped around to see Woody.

"Hey mate," he greeted, rubbing his neck awkwardly. "So, uh... I just talked to Will..."

My heart sank even further as he continued to struggle with beginning. "He said... He... told me you...? It's kind of... I mean..."

I coughed and smiled half-heartedly and edged my way around him to go back down the hall. "It's okay, you don't have to..." I tried. "I'm just gonna go..."

"No, wait a minute, Dan," he stopped me. "Sorry. I'm such a idiot, I couldn't even start a sentence." He forced a laugh but it cut short when I didn't return it. He cleared his throat and nodded behind him. "Can we head in there to talk?"

I eyed the lounge and debated saying no just to get away, but something told me to quit being so querulous and take a step in the right direction. If that means telling everyone but Kyle about it, then I guess I'm gonna have to deal. I groaned inwardly and followed Woody through the doorway.

He sat back into the couch. "So... uh... Will said you're feeling a bit confused lately? Kyle's been a little closer than normal..."

I paced around. "No, no, Woody," I interrupted. "I mean, yeah." I sighed and tugged at my hair. "Okay, here's the thing: I heard that the fans think Kyle and I belong as a couple, okay?" I blurted. Faster is better. "So that's kind of gotten into my mind and, well, now I don't know how I feel about it. About him. And some things have happened and I don't know how he feels. I mean, I would've known if I liked guys a long time ago, right?"

I sighed and plopped down next to him, cringing in wait for his response.

Woody blinked and took a long breath. "Well, yeah, probably. Wasn't that what high school was there for?" He laughed quietly and fiddled with his hands. We sat without saying anything for a few minutes. Then he coughed again and clapped abruptly. "Okay, so here's the thing: I wouldn't press things with Kyle yet, until you know for sure where your interests lie. If you've changed at all," he advised. I smiled at the floor. "Maybe try... I don't know, look around. You've been 'courting' girls for plenty of time. So... just switch teams and change out your scope for now."

I laughed and looked back at him, sitting up straighter and feeling stronger. "Yeah... Yeah, okay. There's nothing wrong with testing the waters. And if things go sour, I wouldn't want to risk our friendship."

Woody whooped and let out a huge sigh of relief. "Great! Glad that's over. Kind of explains your weird behavior too, huh?"

"Yeah," I breathed. "That was... why..."

Woody stood up and reached over to help me up as well. I almost grabbed his hand on instinct, but jerked it back at the last second. "N-Nah, I'm good," I stammered.

He frowned. "Don't worry about it, mate. Really. I'm not interested, and I've got a girl, so you don't need to be worried." He offered his hand again with a reassuring smile. I only hesitated for a few seconds before pushing through my irrational barrier and allowing him to pull me to my feet.

As we chatted idly on the way out, I couldn't help but feel betrayed by Will. I'd told him something really personal and he'd shared it. At least it was only Woody... I shuddered. It could've been much worse.

I'm sorry for the shortish chapter and long wait! xoxo