Coming Out - An Emon Fanfic

Chapter 13 - Hate

Simon held onto Ethan's hand and led him into the house with Vikk and Josh following them. They walked up to JJ's room to find him playing Fifa.

"JJ, we need to talk." Simon quietly said, Ethan clinging onto his hand.

"What about?" JJ replied, his eyes on the screen.

"It's just, the way you've been acting lately. Are you ok?"

"Yeah, I'm fine."

"You sure?"

"Yes."

JJ continued playing, ignoring him and the others. Ethan could feel the anger bubbling in him. This dickhead was causing problems and he wasn't bothering to sort them. He started to walk towards JJ but Simon stopped him. "Look JJ, you're not fine." Simon spoke up. JJ paused the game and turned to face Simon. "Bro, I'm fine. You're the one with the problem."

Simon creased his forehead, he had a problem? "What do you mean?"

"Dude, you and Ethan are always together, fucking each other or something. Do you not know how gross it is?"

"JJ, we didn't do anything. Maybe you caught us one or two times hugging each other and maybe we put on a act sometimes; but it wasn't always. And when Josh had Freya over and he was all over her you did nothing. You laughed and enjoyed it."

"Yeah well, it wasn't the same."

"What do you me-"

"Simon, we should go." Ethan started to tug on Simon's sleeve, pulling him away.

"Oh look, your boyfriend's here." JJ yelled, waving his arm at Ethan.

"JJ, what's your problem?!?" Simin started to yell as he pushed Ethan behind him.

"My problem? My problem? It's your problem. You're the one that's fucked up!" JJ yelled back.

The others started pulling Simon away from JJ as he went closer to him. "Stop, this is a stupid argument you two." Josh yelled as he pulled on Simon's arm. "Simon, just leave it." Vikk said as he held onto Simon's shoulder.

"No, let him speak." Simon said as he harshly pulled away from the others and stood in front of JJ, a few centimetres away from him. He face was set with anger and his fists were clenched. Ethan stood next to the others, silently crying in fear for his boyfriend.

"Ok," JJ spoke, towering over Simon and closing in on him, "You're a fucking fag. And so is your fucked up boyfriend."