I woke up the next morning in the arms of a sleeping Kevin. I smiled. It was Halloween.
But then I remembered what had happened. I wasn't in the mood for candy or parties.
And I'm to the point where if anyone tried to ask me for candy, I'd become physically aggressive.
I just wanted to lay here. With Kevin. I wanted it to be only us two in the world. I wouldn't have to worry about someone hurting him. Or make him want to...
I sorta curled up into a ball. Everything was all wrong. Why can't things be different? Why can't the people I love be happy?
Was it because of me?
I froze at that thought. It could be.
I'm starting to wish Bob just killed me right there when I stared at his mask.
The door swung open, waking Kevin. Evelyn stood at the door. She was holding a piece of paper. Her eyes had been tear stained.
"W-what's that...?" I silently asked.
She looked like she was in denial. "The note..."
I sit there, frozen, Kevin sitting beside me, holding my hand.
"Can you read it?"
Evelyn sighed.
"Dear loved ones,
It is with deep regret that I have to do this. Believe me, I don't even know if I want to. But I have to. I do this because I have been caught with a man. And now I'd miss out on nearly everything the church had to offer. My mission was meant to be extended, but this discovery from my mission partner ruined everything.
My dear brother, Streber, please don't think that this was your fault. And I'm sorry I had to leave you like this. I love you, little bro. And that'll never change, even from beyond the grave.
And Evelyn, you're the best sister anyone could ask for. Smart, talented, and you got me out of a lot of trouble, haha...
Bye... -Arnold"
I feel tears streaming down my face again. He was outed on his mission? I was slightly reassured that his death wasn't because of me, but I wanted to kill whoever outed him.
I stared at Evelyn, unsure of what to say. "Do mom and dad know...?"
Evelyn nodded. "They're freaking out about it. They reacted slightly better than I thought they would to...you know..." She looked at me, catching herself. "I still don't think it's safe for you to come out."
Hold on. I never thought my parents had it in them to accept gay people. Maybe this opened up their eyes? Yeah, sounds about right.
"B-but-"
"I know what you're thinking, but I still don't think it's a good idea." Evelyn interrupts. "It's still new to them..."
Kevin sits there, unsure of what to do. His bandaged arms are clear to Evelyn.
"Kevin? You okay?" Evelyn asked, a concerned look on her face.
Kevin tries to reassure her, but probably makes her more worried by shakily saying, "I'm fine, Ev..."
Evelyn then gave me a concerned look. "Uh...mom and dad are...gonna be here soon...don't tell them."
Well, thanks Evelyn. You successfully have made me actually want to come out to my parents.
I had never wanted to before. I thought I'd just stay in the closet from them my entire life. But you constantly telling me not to is making me want to.
I didn't say that out loud. I was too tired to argue, and I didn't want Kevin seeing me angry. I just rested my head on Kevin's shoulder and softly muttered, "Okay..."
I felt as if I was nearing my breaking point. Like I was going to explode at any given moment. And that Kevin, here with me, was the only one who could delay the explosion.
I just then got a notification from the local news network. The killer had been apprehended. Huh. Great. No more innocent lives are lost, I guess.
The police reports come back, and wow. Shocker. It's none other than Bob Velseb. I had just seen him days earlier. I wished he'd attacked.
"Streber..." Evelyn walked over to me and Kevin.
"Evelyn, I'm not a little kid anymore!" I yelled. "And I'm tired of being treated like one! I'm almost 17!"
I immediately retreated. Kevin and Evelyn were both staring at me, horrified. I didn't mean to shout. I didn't mean to say anything at all.
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A Sweet Tooth For You(Kevin x Streber)
FanficThis is pretty much how I imagine them meeting and eventually falling for each other. It's filled to the brim with headcanons lol. Also the cover art does not belong to me.