No Homo? (boyxboy)

Chapter V

JAKE'S P.OV

I drop on my bed with a loud sigh of relief and happines. That one hug has meant the world to me, and I'm not planning to let go of that feeling quite yet.

I spread my arms and hug the air, pretending it's Nick. Oh handsome, strong Nick. I wish he were here right now. But no, i sent him away by pretending I wasn't feeling all too well, while in reality I have never felt any better.

I imagine myself pressed againt his broad masculine chest again. I loved the way he smelled. Even without his colon he still had this odor that just draws me in. Once in a magazine I read that you can see if people belonged together by the way they smelled to each other. If that is true Nick and I are ment to be toge-

My train of thought gets interrupted by a blonde hurricane entering my room. A hurricane that smell like expensive perfume and nail paint. A hurricane named after my sister, Madison.

"Hey vaJayJay." she mocks and blinds me with her pearly just-a-shade-too-white smile.

"It's Jay for the friends. You can call me Jake. Or just like, not talk to me at all."
I answer, throwing her a shady look.

"Oh geez, Mr. Grumps is in the house." She rolls her eyes  and plops down next to me.

"Anyways," she continues "I have to tell you a little gossip, you'll love it." she squints her eyes and grins mischievously.

It unsettles me, but I don't give her the satisfaction of looking interested in what she has to say.

She leans in closer, and puts her red nailed fingers around my jaw.

With a breathe she whispers : "Nick's as gay as Christmas."

I don't react.  "Slow reaction time, nuthead?" she pushes my head away with the hand around my jaw.  "I said, Nick's a gay fish! Word spreads fast honey-boo. The whole school knows. Perhaps it's because i tweeted it.

 Her sadistic smile gets wiped of her ignorant face when I still don't flinch. I seem calm but it's a war inside my head. What is she trying to accomplish with this?

"Oh," she puts a hand over her mouth like Betty Boop, but sluttier. "You're not going to tell me you already knew that!" she starts laughing. "Oh JayJay you naughty little boy, what have you been up to with Nick while we were gone?"

She cackles loudly, points one of her long nailed fingers towards me and hisses. "Looks like we got ourselves a poof in the family!

My mouth drops wide open. I'm struck by a paralyzing fear. Noone has ever confronted me about being gay so directly.

Wait till mom hears about this, she turns around but gets scared when I awaken from my thoughts and rapidly grab her arm, printing my fingernails in her soft peachy skin. She breathes in sharply and turns around. "Stop it you bitch! Bumdriller, you fag, pansy!"

She pries her arm loose from my iron grip and massages it with her other hand. Must've hurt.

Good.

She takes a step backwards, out of my reach. Perhaps she's scared I'd grab her again. I can see her eyes smolder with anger.

Although her eyes spit fire she speaks to me with a voice as soft as honey. "But don't worry, dear brother. I'll cleanse Nick from this," she pauses. ".. disease." she finishes. the last word she spat out like venom.

I open my mouth to react but she cuts me off.

"As i wanted to tell you, until you rudely grabbed my arm, and nearly bruised my arm, I am taking Nick to Britney's Sweet 16 tommorow, and just for the record, you're not coming anymore, agreed?"

I open my mouth to protest but it seems that she has made up her mind already.

"Listen to your sister for a second, Jay, I know what's best for you."

"I'm going , Madison, you can't stop me." I narrow my eyes.

She gives me a sassy half-smile "No, I can't, indeed, but just think about what mother would say. Or what father would do. Have you ever seen uncle Carl again after he confessed he was gay? "She smacks her lips and cocks her head. "Oh no, you're not going sweetheart. And i'm going to show you my kind heart, this one time, because i feel pity for you poor, poor miserable creature.  I'm going to clean the smut of Nick's name for you."

She walks out of my room and turns around in the doorway when I finally am able to force a question out of my mouth.

"What are you going to do?" I ask with a raspy voice, trying to control my emotion. She knows she has me in her power now, i'm screwed big time. I may consider my life to be over.

She gives me a warm smile. "Oh Jay, you'll see" she gives me a concerned frown, like I'm stupid for not approving.

Her smile and cold eyes makes me feel  like theres a rusty dagger being thrust in my back.

"But-,"  I start. "No buts brother." she interrupts me. "I-"

I shoot up from the bed and scream : "What am i going to tell Nick?" I start crying. and drop to her feet. "Don't tell mom please, don't tell dad!" I am begging her, like an an animal.

She kicks me with her high heel, and pokes me with it like a kid pokes a dead animal with a stick.

She looks down upon me with no trace of compassion, or mercy in her eyes.

"You're pathetic." She scoffs. "Tell him you're still not feeling well. He'll understand, he has a.. Soft spot for you. Atleast you seem to know your place. She pats my head with her hand, belittling me, taking what was left of my dignity, reminding me painfully that she owns me now.

"Don't you care at all?" I bring out with a shaking voice.

"Honey,"  she jeer's as she prances out of the room.

"Have you met me?"

AUTHOR'S NOTE_____________________________________________________________________

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Robijntje