𝐋𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝐏𝐨𝐥𝐲 𝐁𝐋

𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲-𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧, 𝒎𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆(𝒔)

Caleb

They've been fighting ever since we've gotten back to the room. Luckily Cameron is out with Mia by the lake and Blake is with some of his friends.

Damien started it, he knew Milo had figured out why Lisa and Brandon were targeting me. While Milo kept denying that he had any leads. But Damien knew that Milo knew was smart and had at least one lead.

I didn't want them to argue, but I knew better than trying to stop an argument. That never goes well.

"Why are you so persistent!? I said I don't know!" Milo yelled as he stormed up to Damien's face, who was already fuming.

"I know you do! What the hell are you hiding from!" Damien screamed back in his face, "I know you know something!

This isn't good. They haven't yelled at one another like this in a long time. In weeks.

"Guys, you know yelling isn't gonna solve anything." I say, trying to stop them from yelling at one another, but they only ignore at me.

"Shut the fuck up or I swear-"

"What? You swear what? Say it pussy!" Damien raged as he grabbed Milo by the shirt and Milo gripped Damien's wrist so tight that his knuckles turned white.

I see from the corner of my eyes Brandon running away, which concerned me.

He was gonna tell

I quickly rushed between them and shoved them away. "You two stop! This is fucking ridiculous!"

"Get out the way Caleb." Damien demands me, but I don't listen

"No, Brandon went and-"

The door flies open and there stands Brandon and Mr Axel. They look like they're smiling almost. I knew he went to go get someone, but I should have known it was Mr Axel.

"Once again you three are fighting. I guess I have no choice but to separate you three." Mr Axel said and my eyes widened. And I could feel all the anger and rage within the two calm down and panic rise as they stiffened.

"Sir please, they- I- we-" I just couldn't get the words out, like there was a lump in my throat.
I know they were angry at one another, but I don't want to be separated from them. I feel safe with them.

"Cat got your tongue?" He said before clearing his throat, "I want Caleb in the river road cabin, and he will be swapped with Brandon. And I want Milo in the Star Gazers cabin, he will be swapped with Aiden."

"Sir you can't-"

"Well I am, you have 30 minutes to get all your stuff and have it your new cabins. Or else." He said before turning his back and walking off. Brandon smile before turning away and walking off as well.

We stood in the room alone

I felt my anger rising

At them

I turned to them and both of them were stunned before snapping back to reality. They locked eyes with me and saw the anger that was painted across my face.

"Cal-"

"Save it." I say, and it shuts them up I push past them and and begin to grab all my things and pack it up. I hear a small sigh before Milo begins to get his things and pack them.

After several minutes I have all my things packed in my bag and as I attempt to leave I felt their hands stopping me and I turn around and see them.

"We're sorry-"

I slap the both of them and they are stunned. I clench my fist as I glare at them with tears threatening to spill.

"Stop! I can't with you two! You guys were so blinded by rage that neither of you wouldn't listen to me!" The tears spill over and their eyes widened. "I told you to stop! And you wouldn't listen. Fuck this, and fuck you two. I hate you guys! I don't even care about them trying to kill me, I hope they succeed so I never have to see either of you again." I turn around and slammed the door in their faces. I don't want to hear them, I don't want to see them, I don't want to talk to them as long as I live.

I quickly wipe the tears from my eyes, drying my face. I'm about to be sharing a room with four homophobic guys.

Great

I take in a deep breath before opening the door and Brandon packs up the last bit of his things before standing straight up and facing me.

"Bye bye faggot boy." Was all he said before pushing past me. I let out a small groan before putting my things where Brandon's things were.

I can feel everyone's eyes staring, and I do my best to ignore them, but that doesn't seem to last long before I felt an arm around my shoulder.

"So faggot, you and those other two guys fight again?" One guy asks me with a small smile. I really would like for him to get his arm and armpit off me because you can tell he hasn't showered in a few days nor put deodorant on.

"Yes." I say blandly as I remove his arm from around me and tuck my bag under the bed. There are five beds in here, two bunk beds and one single bed. I'm using the single one.

"That's craz-"

"Get the fuck away from him Aiden." A guy said as he shoved the guy named Aiden away and wrapped his arm around my waist.

"Let me introduce myself, I'm Tyler." He winked at me before clearing his throat, "But, what did you guys fight about it?"

"None of your business." I say as I remove his hand from my hip. Even though I hated Milo and Damien, I still crave touch from them. I want them to be the ones with their hands around my hip.

"Alright, I won't pry anymore." Tyler said as he just sat on my bed. "So, you like anyone?"

"Why are you so curious about me?" I ask as I blankly stare at him as I sit down next to him.

"I just am. You seem like a very interesting guy." He tells me, and I feel a small smile pull my lips.
He's not judging me because I like men, he isn't disgusted and thinks I like him. He's just genuinely interested in me.

"So, do you like anyone?"

"Well... yea, but no. I just hate him right now, he just yells so much, and I... I feel like my voice is irrelevant." I say as I put my head in my hands and let out a large sigh. I say him rather than them so he won't question it.

"Ignorance?"

"Maybe. What do I do? I want him, but I want him to listen and apologize. But he's too stubborn to give an apology."

"I don't know what to say. But what I would do is ignore him. Make him question why you're ignoring him until he realizes. And maybe if you ignore him long enough, he'll want you back enough that he'll apologize."

"What if he never apologizes?"

"Then... he might not be the one."