UNHOLY

Even If This Is Sin, I Am Not Turning Back (2)

Femboy. 

Sissy. 

Rami frowned at the words. The meaning of these words didn't describe Sami. Not in the least. He wasn't feminine. He wasn't a coward or a weakling, either. Why did he was suggested these words when he searched for pretty boys...

He was pretty. His eye lashes were long and silky. His hair was fluffy and really adorable. He had a smooth, long neck and his figure was slender. But no way he could be mistaken as a girl. He was way too long for a girl and his arms and legs were so strong. Rami rubbed at his jaw. It still hurt where Sami had hit him after he was done crying. And now that he thought about it, it as the first time he had seen Sami crying like this. Even as a kid, Sami was too conscious of people. 

"Hmm...hmm..." Rami cocked his head and slipped his phone into his pocket. Where the hell was this boy, now? 

"Auntie, where's Sami?" he poked his head inside the kitchen and asked, "I haven't seen him since I woke up."

"He went sightseeing with your cousins," she replied. His mom turned and said, "I think they went to the bridge."

"Again?" Rami and his other aunt said at once. Rami nodded, "Yeah, they went there already."

"What if any of the girls fell down? There isn't much water left, but they'd be stuck in the mud," she grumbled. Rami thought it would be rather funny. But he knew better than to say that in front of his mom. He left the house and headed for the bridge. 

"Oy!" he called oud loudly when he saw Sami standing against the railing of the bridge, "Why didn't you wait for me to wake up?"

Sami glanced back at him once and then turned away. One of their female cousins came to show him something. Sami started smiling at the thing in her hand. Rami grabbed her hand as soon as he reached them, "What is it? Show it to me too."

It was a little wild flower with a strong grassy smell. She snatched her hand away and made a face at him, "What'd you understand of beauty, huh? All you know is how to race on a bike and how to smoke."

"You little-" he poked at her head. She slapped his hand away and went to join the others at the other base of the bridge. He turned to look at Sami, "Hey, are you still mad at me? Even after you hit me so many times?" 

"They weren't near enough," Sami told him as he sat on the railing. Rami stepped closer and put his hands on either side of his cousin, "Hey, don't be so angry. I don't like it. Forgive me, please."

"Move! There are other people here, you jerk!" Sami said, glaring at him. 

"I will, if you forgive me," Rami said, leaning in, "Is it fine for me to do this when we're alone, by the way?"

"Ugh, you're so annoying," Sami tried to back off but suddenly realized there were only void behind him. 

"Hey," Rami grabbed his arm and pulled him down from there, "You'll fall into the mud, dummy."

"Let go. Don't you dare ever touch me ag-"

"What the hell, you're being mad for too long this time," Rami grabbed his waist and heaved him over his shoulder. The girls squealed and laughed, pointing at them. Sami kept cursing him and punching his back. When he could take it no longer, Rami put him down. They were halfway on their way back home and this part of the village was quite spooky...

"Cut it out," Sami shouted at him, his face turning pink, "Last night...was terrible. And now you're doing this kind of stuff at broad daylight, too? You're disgusting!"

"Huh?" Rami stared into his eyes and suddenly had an urge to pour his heart out to this guy. 

"Hey, are you even listening?"