Best Friends, Right? (Boyxboy)

Chapter 7> Jupiter

I got in my car and slammed the door. Quickly, I shoved my keys into the ignition and sped off.

I just admitted to Blaise that I liked him. That I'm gay. I told him and Izzy unintentionally what my father did to me. I ruined everything. Now he hates me like everyone else. Like my dad. Like my mom.

My hands gripped the wheel to the point where my knuckles were white. I kept my eyes trained on the road.

I'm useless just like he said.

Tears started pouring from my eyes. Deciding it was best, I pulled over on the side of the road.

I'd thought once I got this secret off my chest I'd feel free. All I feel right now is pain. Sadness.

"You're worthless."

I yelled and punched the steering wheel repeatedly.

I can't do this. No, you're not weak. You are supposed to be proving him wrong.

With this realization the tears stopped. I wiped my eyes then started the car again. This time, I didn't stop until I was home.

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I pulled into the long driveway, parked then cut the power to the car off. I didn't even notice the two cars in the driveway. I walked up the dark wooden stairs to my front door. Just before took out my keys I heard a sound behind me.

"Jupiter." I turned around to come face to face with Blaise.

God really does hate me.

"Blaise I told you I'm—"

Then I felt his hands cupping my face and soft lips on mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him close to me. I felt lightheaded. He back up until my back hit the front door. Then he caressed my cheek before parting our lips.

His hand found the door knob. What is happening?

He opened the door then closed it behind us shoving me against it again and reattaching our lips.

No, he made you revisit your past. It's his fault. He's playing with you. Just like at the party.

I pushed him away.

"Stop. I can't. You can't. You can't just play around with me like this. You can't just show up and kiss me. I can't be p-"

He brought his lips to mine once again and I was captured in the feeling once again.

No.

"Stop, Blaise. You can't ju-" I started with my hand on his chest holding him back before I was interrupted.

"Jupiter,"I heard in the voice I've grown hate. "What the hell are you doing," she yelled loudly.

"I—I wa—was just—"

"I knew your father was right. You're the reason he left. Just because you can't control your disgusting actions! He told me you were a faggot. I said that you couldn't be. I knew I was wrong."

No. Not today. I can't deal with this today.

"Why don't you just leave with him, huh? It's not like you're home anyway. All you do is work! I see you maybe one or twice a month! It's not like you need to work we are basically rich! Why do you even live here anymore?"

"Jupiter Stokes do not talk to me like that I am your moth—"

"Don't you dare say you're my mother," I yelled. "You lost the right to say that 3 years ago when you neglected to realize I was being beat by your own husband. That I was having nightmares from the so called person you loved and married! You don't know who I am and you stopped knowing when I was 14. You let this happen. You found out only because he fucking left. Two years. Two years of beating and hospital visits over and over because I kissed a boy. Because I was being myself. I hated myself—hate myself— because of this. I'm not your happy 12 year old boy anymore. I hate who I am and I hate the fact that I look at boys differently than a teenaged boy should. I don't fucking need you to point it out. I know dad left because of me. I know you hate me just as much as him. I know I'm a parasite in your life and I know I disgust you. The only thing I don't know is why I had to be born a fuck up and a faggot. Or, how you and him could treat your only child like this."

My mothers face turned from one of disgust to an unreadable one. I dragged a hand down my face before running to my room and grabbing a bag and shoving things into it. I walked back out and she was still standing where she was. I grabbed my keys off the table.

"Where are you going?" she said her voice soft.

"As far away from you and this fucking house as I can go."

With that I snatched my keys up from the table and headed for my car, barely noticing that Blaise was following me. I threw the bag I packed into the back seat of my car and rushed over to the drivers side.

"Jupiter wait," Blaise said grabbing my arm before I could open the door.

"No, I can't deal with any of this right now. Leave me alone. Don't talk to me again."

"Jupiter," he sighed reaching to touch my face.

"Please, leave me alone. We aren't anything because you decided to kiss me and we definitely aren't friends anymore. Goodbye." I pulled my arm away and hopped in the car. Shoving the keys into the car I sped off.

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A/n: THANKS SO FUCKING MUCH FOR 200 READS!!!!!! Updates will probably be more frequent when I'm on winter break. I'm so sorry this doesn't have a picture or gif but I'm too lazy to find one and I wrote this on my phone because I just wanted to update.

~me