Cranston High

Bray • 16

I've been locked up in my room throughout the entire day just trying to escape from basically every damn thing and everyone.

I don't usually skip school like I did today but I just couldn't face Haze not after what Jay and I did to her.

I spent the whole day just lolligagging around in my room. Feeling the dissent of my own guiltiness coursing through me.

That is until Bran came crashing threw my door looking fit to be tied. His mask of anger toward me didn't assuage my depressing foul mood one single bit.

I knew I had this coming. So I just sat down on the edge of my bed waiting for the downpour of his displeasure toward me to begin.

"I am going to the library I was wondering if you wanted to tagalong with me?" That wasn't exactly what I was expecting to hear him say to me, I glance up at my angry brother with mild confusion flooding me.

"Why the library?" I inquire of him curiously.

"Haze is having a tutorial session with Dmitri for her compulsion class. I don't trust him with her so I'm going to do a little sneak and peek while they are both studying. Care to go with?" He asked me excitedly. His behavior toward me is the exact opposite of what I thought that it would be.

"No thanks. I think I'll just pass on that one." I reply to him melancholy. "But let me know how it all goes." I tack on as I lay back down on my bed.

Bran studies me curiously for a second worriedly before he just shrugs his shoulders at me dismissively, "Suit yourself." He comments dryly before he leaves right back out of my room.

I'm not too worried about Dmitri like my brother presumably is. Only because I know for a fact that he is one hundred percent gay. He still tries to keep it in the closet so to speak from others. But I've seen him with plenty of men that I know that are definitely gay. I have often caught him staring at some of the guys in our school lustfully. There's no doubt in my mind that Dmitri is in fact gay. He definitely wouldn't want anything to do with our mate.

My brother is worrying over absolutely nothing.

As I contemplate my brothers jealousy over our mate I start to feel my eyelids grow heavy lidded with pure emotional exhaustion.

While I start drifting off to sleep I don't think about my brother and his ridiculous little jealousy problems. My mind is only focused on only one desirable individual: Jay.