'...Ethan?'
The two boys fell apart, as me and Josh stood staring from the doorway.
'It... It's not... Not how it looks!'
I turned back and fled through the kitchen, running through the house into the garden.
I tucked myself away in a corner.
'Si?' Josh called from inside the house.
I stayed quiet.
My back pressed against the hard wall of the house, the grass at my feet tickling my ankles.
I was breathing heavy, as if I'd ran for miles.
My chest was tight, like someone was pushing against me.
'Simon...'
I closed my eyes. A moment later, I felt Josh's arm pressed firmly against mine as he struggled to squeeze into the gap left beside me.
'Is there something you aren't telling me? About... You and Vik?'
I frowned, and shook my head.
'No- not like that.' I mumbled. His body melted a little as he relaxed.
'He doesn't love Ethan.' I whispered.
'How do you know?' Josh asked, his face pale and only slightly visible in the darkness.
'I just... I know. I know he loves JJ.'
Josh looked straight ahead, obviously stunned, and then pressed his hand against my leg.
'Why does it matter? Why is it stressing you?'
I paused, taking a minute to catch my breath slightly.
Josh didn't urge me to speak; he just waited.
'You can't lie about those things.' I said, my voice coated with sadness.
'That's how people get hurt.'
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yh but does Vik love Ethan???
who knows
well me, but still
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