Bad Boy Can't Kiss

Chapter 6

A/N: I want to emphasize again, that I know theres a lot of mistakes. But also, I'm a full time student and I work full time so getting it fixed will take a good month. Maybe I can finish it in December :)

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As soon as I got home I dashed to my room and closed the room with too much force.

"Damn what's wrong with you?" My sister asked, although it should have been a concern kind of question she managed to make it look like she didn't care, she just continued to text on her phone.

"Nothing." I answered lowering my eyes and went into my bag to get my own phone. Quickly I dialed Briana, she had no six period due to her ability to be as smart as Google.

It rang three times before she picked up.

"Hello?" She asked. I could hear the typing in the background and I remember she had an English essay she had to complete by tomorrow. As usual she waiting until the last minute to do it.

"Briana are you busy?" I asked laying down on my bed.

"Kinda doing an essay, but I can take a brake, I've been working for an hour already and I'm having some writers block." She said, the typing suddenly stopped and she cleared her throat. "So what happened?" She asked. The sound of her chair echoing as she turned.

"I-I'm having a bit of a difficulty with a situation." I said softly. My sisters eyes finally came up, I could tell she would try and listen for as much juicy gossip if I stayed in the room.

"You with a difficulty?" She laughed loudly and the heat slowly started rising to my cheeks.

"Actually yes- wait a second." I covered the phone and I looked up to my sister that was staring at me as if I grew another head. "Can you get out?" I snapped, not in the mood to deal with her.

"Um- no? I was here first." She huffed and turned her attention back to her phone.

"Fine you twat." I rolled my eyes and got up to exit the room. I put the phone back to my ear when I got to my parents vacant room.

"Briana?" I said hoping she didn't hang up like last time.

"Yeah?"

"Oh, anyways where was I? Oh yeah- eh." I closed my eyes and thought carefully how I was going to word this. I didn't want to reveal Xavier's secret to her, but I was so conflicted about what I was suppose to do.

"I know you don't do this often but-"

"I don't know what to do for a situation." I blurted out feeling embarrassment spread through the me. I've never had that problem.

You know what you have to do, you're just to much of a wuss to do it.

"If you don't mind me asking what exactly in this situation?"

"A person, has this certain phobia and I don't really know how to get rid of it." I said, grabbing the piece of hair that was hanging in front my face.

"Well, if you don't mind me asking again what phobia is it?" She asked. I threw the small strand of hair to its rightful place.

"I can't say, I promised not to tell." I said, chewing slightly on the inside of my cheeks. Briana sighed, murmuring something I didn't catch.

"Okay, we'll have you tried google?" She said, that's the problem- I couldn't go to google this time. So she was the second best thing.

"No- I mean yeah, well I didn't really because I know how to deal with this problem. It's just- I don't know what to do." I whispered.