Closets Or Not| j.sims+c.johnson

Chapter 3

Jakes POV

"Hey get a room!" I look up and see that Casey and yelled at a couple of guys. A gay couple. I look at him with anger on my face.

"Casey." I hiss and hit his arm. He looks at me and shrugs. I scowl at him and he shrugs it off. I sigh and look away.

"What. You know how I feel about-"

"I don't dare how you feel about it. What you did isn't right." I snap and everyone's looking at us. The boys are glaring at him and I sigh.

"I told you I wasn't-"

"I know you did! But I don't really care how you feel about it. But keep your God damn homophobic stupid opinions to yourself." I hiss and stand. I then storm out.

I keep walking even though my legs tell my to turn around and tell Casey I'm sorry. But I'm not sorry. I meant what I said to him. But. I wish I had said more. That I had said that I knew what it was like.

I got back to our flat and shut the door hard. I then threw my jacket off and flung it across the room. I was pissed and I wanted to scream. But I couldn't because there were others who live next, above, and below us.

So instead I smashed my fist into the wall. I whimpered for a moment and clenched my hand. But once the anger took over, my other hand was feeling the same way.

Then came the tears. They rolled down my face and I couldn't see. My vision was blurred and I ended up on the huge couch. I was curled in a ball and I couldn't breath. I felt as if I was in a small box with a small home at the too to breath out of, and I was too short to reach the hole.

I shook like crazy and I couldn't feel anything. I felt numb. Every time I heard Casey say anything like that or even remotely homophobic I did this. I flipped out and the freaked out. There was nothing I could do. The guy I was in love sit was homophobic! he's my best friend and band mate. If I say anything about it then then the Irene's may kick me out of the band and my life sucks right now.

I can't do anything. Even if I tried. I wasn't sure if I could move. Casey and I only ever fought over stuff like this. Not about anything else. But I wanted to know why he so homophobic. I mean, his brother isn't. Chet's best friend is gay.

The door opens and I don't move. I hear someone sigh and I still don't move. My eyes are closed but I can't still tell where he is. He walks past me without a word. When I knows we left the room I sit up the best I can. Again all eyes are on me. I look down and walk past them and go to the kitchen. I grab a glass of water and fill it. I then turn around and I come face to face with my band mates. I look down and try to move past them but James grabs me.

"James let go." I whisper with a small broken voice. He narrows his eyes but doesn't. He closes his grip around me.

"Jake," Here it comes. Are you gay? Maybe. Well than you can't be in the band. None of us want some animal. What you are is sick. No one wants some gay fag boy in the band, Casey made that clear.

"Are you okay?" He asks gently. I shake my head and hold back tears again.

"What's wrong? Why'd you flip out on Case like that?" I pull away from him and walk towards the counter. I sit next to Reece and he places an arm around me. I don't answer but Reece does.

"Because what Casey said was wrong. We all know how he feel about it. But doing shit like that isn't right." He hisses and I give him a look. He nods.

"He's up in his room. I'm not going up there." I whisper while shaking my head. James sighs and comes over.

"No swet, you can sleep with Chris and I." James says and I glance at Chris nervously. He smiles that Leonard smile and nods. He walks over to us, throws an arm around me.

"Okay if it's not...." I trail off and they hug me. I smile and then follow them upstairs. All the boys behind me. We pass Casey and out room and the door is creeped out.

Casey's sitting on the floor with his face distorted. His hairs a mess and I feel pain in my chest. I wanted to talk to him but I knew I shouldn't.

I knew I was right. I knew I shouldn't say sorry. I wasn't going to. If Casey wanted to talk he could come find me.

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A/N

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