A Song For You//[Thonny]

Chapter Fourteen

"You kissed him?!" Colin asks loudly, his hands gesturing around frantically. "Are you crazy? Did you not learn the first time?" He looks more horrified than anything, his already wide eyes impossibly wider.

Jonny crosses his arms over his chest and rolls his eyes, leaning back against his counter and looking unimpressed. "So, you're going to ignore the whole 'I sat down and actually talked with him' part?" He asks, his voice dripping with sarcasm. 

"For now, yes! What were you thinking? You are only making this harder for everyone to deal with." Colin says, running his hands through his hair and gripping the roots like he was actually going insane.

"So what if I did? That shouldn't matter to you." He rolls his eyes once more which earns a glare from Colin, a glare that burns holes into Jonnys own eyes. Jonnys face hardens further. "This is why I don't tell you things. You freak out if you catch word that I did something just slightly out of your own comfort zone."

Now Colin looked pissed, so pissed that it almost made Jonny step down. "Maybe you should think before you run off and tell Ed about everything. You may have forgotten, but I've known him since before you could even walk."

"Maybe you should stop leeching off of other people to pull information about me! You may have forgotten, but I'm not a baby anymore. I don't need you to hold my hand through everything and I don't need you to know everything about my life!"

"I'm your brother! It's what I'm supposed to do! It doesn't matter how old you are!"

Jonny clenched his jaw, narrowing his eyes at Colin. "No, Colin, what you're supposed to do is trust me to make my own decisions."

Colin threw his hands up in frustration. "Trust you? How am I supposed to trust you when you're clearly not thinking straight? Kissing Thom again—after everything he put you through? Are you seriously that dense?" His voice was growing louder, and Jonny could see the veins in his neck start to bulge as he paced back and forth across the kitchen. Coin was never mad, but this made him furious.

Jonny pushed himself off the counter, standing taller, his arms still crossed tightly over his chest. "I did think about it, alright?" He scoffed, shaking his head. "I know it's complicated, but you're not the one who has to deal with this. I am. So stop acting like you know what's best for me."

"Complicated?" Colin's laugh was cold and bitter. "Complicated doesn't even begin to cover it, Jonny. Thom disappeared without a word, and now he just waltzes back in, and you kiss him like none of it mattered? That's not complicated—that's you being an idiot."

Jonny's face flushed with anger. "You don't get it, do you? You don't know what it was like! Thom's the only person who ever made me feel—" He cut himself off, biting his lip hard as he turned away, running a frustrated hand through his hair. His chest was tight, emotions twisting inside him.

Colin's voice softened slightly, but it still had that edge of anger. "I get that, Jonny. I get that it's hard, okay? But you can't just pretend that everything's going to go back to the way it was. He left you. You can't just let him walk back in and do this to you again. For once, can't you just leave it be? Realize that maybe things would be better if you let it settle instead if stirring it up over and over again?"

Jonny turned back around, his eyes blazing. "You think I don't know that? I'm not an idiot, Colin. I know it's not going to be the same. But maybe—just maybe—this is my decision to make, not yours."

Colin stopped pacing, his hands gripping the back of one of the chairs as he glared at Jonny. His face was flushed, his chest heaving from the argument, but the look in his eyes was still sharp with frustration. "You're right, it's your decision," Colin said, his voice dangerously calm. "But that doesn't mean I'm going to sit back and watch you get hurt again. Not if I can help it."