6: Dream

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by kllcarlxD

by kllcarlxD

Caesar POV

"Elijah..you know I-" I couldn't say it. Not yet. I still hadn't decided if I could accept this. If he could accept me.
Maybe he could. But not right now. Not after I screwed everything up for us.
Silence fell as tears slid down his face— and mine as well. Kissing him wouldn't help at all, but my mind seemed to wander there.
"Go back to lunch, Caesar" was all he said as I stood and walked away, my sunglasses I pulled out of my pocket veiling my puffy eyes.

Jumping into bed that night wasn't difficult. What followed was.

The party was bright with activity— and lots of moaning and screaming and sounds of wretching, no doubt from the alcohol they would all consume. That I'd consume soon enough as well.
"Caesar...." a voice spoke behind me. Turning, I met Elijah's eyes as he approached me with a glass of whiskey, offering it to me. I shook my head, confused. Gone was the pain and hurt I saw in the bathroom. It was now lust. For me.

He leaned in and kissed me so hard I stumbled back in front of everyone. No one seemed to mind as he made out with me, the sunglasses I now favored on me. It felt ethereal and unreal. Deep down I knew it was, but still I grabbed tighter to his shirt.
Suddenly, he fell away from me and Jet kissed me on the cheek as I stood up. Confused, I tried to look at him, but his face was veiled in shadow. So was everyone other boy at the party. The girls I could see— Auzy and Trixie glarely at me with drunk blushes on their faces. I found myself swarmed with boys.
"You loved it Caesar" rang in my ears so loud a tear fell from underneath my shades. "You love this. Being with all these boys" Elijah's voice stuck out as I saw his red hair poke out from behind Jet, who shoved aside.

"Elijah! I'm sorry! Please!" His eyes were now gone. No lust or love or any emotion. Just...nothing. "I love you! I do! I admit it. I'm gay! Please. Please..." I choked out a sob as 5e boys around me seeme to vanish and Elijah lifted my sunglasses to the top of my head and kissed me soundly. He disappeared as soon as he pulled away, eyes yet again distant, but a white light shining in them for half a second. More tears came as I laid down the floor— Jet's carpet from his house, where the party was held.

It soon vanished into a void. My face red hot.

I awoke and cried out only to stifle my voice so it could not wake my mother. She'd be angry. I'd be angry at myself for the dream I had. The twist and turns of it had me sobbing myself back to slumber.