Best Friends, Right? (Boyxboy)

Chapter 17> Jupiter

Blaise stayed true to his word. As soon as we got to his house after the morning practice he practically dragged me up to his room, ignoring all of his sisters questions and comments about me, and closed the door.

"Take off your shirt."

"What d——"

"Do it," he repeated in a stern voice. I do as he says, turning back to him.

"Well, what now," I ask genuinely confused. He doesn't answer, but instead pushes be back, staring at me intensely, until I fall into the bed. He slowly lowers his body just inches away from mine and presses our lips together. My eyes flutter closed as I sigh in pleasure. Suddenly, Blaise stopped, only to remove his shirt before pressing his body against mine again. He gripped my waist tightly as he devoured my lips. Suddenly his door flew open--the idiot forgot to lock it-- revealing his sister and his mother.

"Honey, why is your sister telling me that y——" His mother stopped speaking when she saw what we were just doing and the position we were currently in.

Blaise jumped off of me, and I sat up quickly.

"Mom, what are you doing? Can't you knock," he yelled.

"Oh my god, were you about to have sex with him," Bianca gasped looking at me then back to her brother.

"Shut the hell up Bianca. Mom please tell me what was so important that you had to barge into my fucking room without knocking," he yelled again, clearly he was angry. I just don't know who he was angry with.

"I-I n-nothing," she stuttered out before walking away.

"This is your fault you little shit," Blaise yells pointing a finger in his sisters face, then dragging a hand down his face. "Why are you such a baby? You're 16 year old stop running to mommy every time you don't get your way." Bianca stood there with a stunned look on her face, as if she is about to cry.

"Okay, Blaise, that's enough," I say standing up.

"No she's always in my business, maybe if she had friends of her own she woul——"

"I said enough," I yelled putting a hand on his chest pushing him back lightly.

The tears in Bianca's eyes spilled as she ran away.

"See, Blaise? Look at what you did," I shake my head, "she's your family and you hurt her. Why are you so angry? You know what, I don't even care. You're going to stay in here and figure out what is wrong with you while I go comfort your sister and maybe even you're mother because I sure do know you never talk to her like that and you probably hurt her too." I put on my shirt, and began to walk out of the room.

"Why do I always hurt people," I heard him whisper as I was closing the door. I pause, sighing before closing the door and making my way down to Bianca's room. Slowly turning the doorknob, I peak my head through.

"Can I come in?" I heard a muffled 'whatever' and sniffles so I fully opened the door, closing it behind me. I sat down on her bed next to her.

"I'm sorry about what Blaise said. I know he didn't mean it. I'm guessing he was just angry and scared."

"Scared of what?"

"Probably that you and your mother would hate him."

"Why would we hate him? Because he was kissing you?"