Chasing Blue

-TWENTY ONE-

-JJ's POV-

He pulled open his bedroom door with force. He pulled harder than he needed to. As the door slapped against the wall next to it the loud noise rattled through the house. JJ didn't even flinch, instead he marched to his bed and threw his suitcase carelessly onto the floor. He curled up his body and led with his face looking at the White wall.

"JJ! You're home, how was it?" Kyle's voice sounded from the open door. JJ ignored him, pretended to be asleep. "You can't pretend to be asleep, I heard you almost take the hinges off of the door," Kyle wasn't no fool, JJ knew this so he gave up.

"What do you want?" He said as he sat up and turned to face his little brother. Kyle frowned.

"I was just wondering how your trip went, don't need to crap yourself over it, dang!" Kyle raised his hands in mock defence. It only irritated JJ more. His anger bubbled.

"If you're not going to say anything useful get out," JJ told him. Kyle ignored him and sat on his bed, uninvited. Pest.

Kyle knew there was something off with JJ, he never acted so cold. "What's wrong?" He asked.

JJ rolled his eyes. "I'm fine, now piss off!"

Kyle folded his arms. "Right, okay, your being an angry arsehole because you're fine, sure," Kyle's sarcasm was funny sometimes, now was not one of those time.

"I'm on my fucking period, okay?" Kyle giggled at JJ's comment, although JJ was aware it was funny, he didn't laugh, he was far too pissed off.

"Please tell me what's wrong, please! Pleaseeee!" Seems like Kyle has turned to plan B, aggravation. JJ simply ignored him. Pretended as though he wasn't even there. "PLEASE!" "PLEASE PLEASE PLEASEEEEE!"

JJ began breathing heavily. He felt the heat rise in his face. "You want to know what's so fucking wrong? I'll tell you!" JJ shouted. His mind wasn't straight. "My best friend just dumped my ass because I told her I was gay! Not only that but the guy who's dick I sucked, the guy who I really fucking like, the guy I trusted, the guy who I had preformed my first sexual acts on, yeah that guy wants nothing to do with me! I did nothing wrong, But yet again I still get dumped like a bin bag!" The words were spilling out like word barf. He couldn't control himself. It was like Kyle pressed a button and everything exploded out, even his tears.

JJ took a deep breath and wiped away a stray tear. Kyle looked up at him, flabbergasted. Kyle swallowed. "T-that's great?" He awkwardly held up two thumbs up but JJ slapped them. It was an awkward situation for Kyle, finding out his brother is gay and that he had oral sex for the first time, JJ was aware of the awkward atmosphere but he pretended it wasn't there.

"It's not good though is it, Kyle? I really fucked up," his voice was shaky as he spoke. His anger had died down and his sadness shone.

Kyle's face held something unreadable. JJ didn't think much of it though, Kyle always had this weird look on his face when he was deep in thought. "You know what, fuck em," Kyle clapped his hands together.

JJ smiled slightly at Kyle's attempt at a pet talk. "I care, it's hard to not give a fuck, Claire and I were quite close you know? And I really really like this guy," Kyle listened and nodded as JJ spoke. Kyle places his clasped hands on top of his crossed legs.

"Does it hurt more because Claire left you or because she left you for being gay, is it the gay part you're upset about?" JJ was taken aback a little. He hadn't thought about it that way before. Was it Claire who he couldn't do without or was it the fact she left because he's gay? The question buzzed throughout his mind.

"When did you become so wise?" JJ asked, changing the subject. Kyle didn't smile though, he just shrugged.

"In certain circumstances, you have to be wise, JJ, I can't afford to be careless," He mumbled on his words.

JJ was confused. "What does that mean?" He asked, reaching out to grab Kyle's shoulder but Kyle moved back a little.

"Don't worry, it's nothing," he shrugged. "Anyway, are you alright now?" He asked as he climbed off of the bed. Aside from his crushed heart he was feeling alright, he wasn't angry anymore, he felt calm. "I'm better, thank you," JJ said.

Kyle nodded. "My company is such a mood lifter, I know." With his ego in tact Kyle strutted out of his bedroom.

-Blue's POV-

Blue walked into the kitchen, where his sister sat, colouring in a picture of a spotty dog with some of the crayons Blue had bought her. He gave her a small smile, but she wasn't paying attention. Too engrossed in her art. "Hey, mum," he said as he spotted his mother with a glass of wine in her hand. She stood above the stove her free hand holding a wooden spoon.

"Hey, my love," she put the spoon in the pan with the mince meat, leaning the handle against the the side of the pan. "Tell me how the trip went then."

Blue blushed as he thought about night with JJ. "Erm, J-Just some activities, you know archery and stuff," he laughed nervously. Would she notice? Could a mother tell when her son had been unholy? He felt as thought the words 'I was sucked off by JJ!' Were written across his forehead.

His mother nodded. "So you had a good time?" Blue nodded and sent her a reassuring smile. "Oh, you got your hair done, I just noticed," His mum put down her wine and started running her hands through his newly coloured curls. "I like it."

"Thanks, I used the money you gave me for the trip, I didn't end up spending it because they're wasn't anything to buy, you don't mind do you?" He asked. His mum gave him money incase he needed to buy water or snacks throughout the couple days but seeing as it wasn't used he put it against something useful; his hair.

She shrugged. "I would've preferred if you asked first but never mind," she said before turning around to the cooker.

"Sorry," Blue mumbled.

"Don't worry about it," His mother began stirring the mince meat. It was beginning to  change from the pink to a nice light brown colour.

Blue walked over to Jessie and pulled her onto his lap. Her eyes sparkled as she send him one of her signature grins. "I wrote a poem for you," she pulled out a piece of lined paper from under her colouring book and handed it to Blue. He was confused, He'd never noticed that Jessie like to write. He opened the paper and saw her writing. It wasn't a piece of calligraphy art, obviously, but for a five year old it was decent and he was impressed. "Read it then," she said as he put her arms around Blue's neck and buried her face in his neck. One of her straggly curls was tickling him in the nose but he ignored it.

Blue coughed dramatically. "Big brothers are like mothers," he began the first line and smiled as he did. "But big brothers are more fun," he laughed. "My big brother has blue hair," he spoke. "And mine also looks like a pear," Both Blue and his mother began laughing at her rhyming attemps.

"Your rhymes are very good," Blue said, still giggling. "I love my big brother," he read. "And his blueberry hair," Blue finished off reading the poem and placed the paper down on the table.

"I love it, thank you Jessie," he said, giving her a big hug. "Okay, you can get off now," he said as he shoved her off of his lap and back onto the bench.

"Okay, guys, dinner will be ready in a minuet so pack up your things please, Jessie," Their mum said before taking a sip of her wine.

"I don't want to," Jessie whispered to Blue. He laughed.

"You have to, you're only five, you shouldn't rebel until you're a teenager," he said ruffling her hair. She groaned but did as she was told. Blue helped her put away her crayons whilst she put away her unused paper and put her drawings in a separate pile. She gave him a warm little grin as she placed her pack of crayons on her drawing pile. JJ would love her, he thought to himself. He remembered that time him and JJ met at the pub, JJ had mentioned his love for children. It seemed like years ago, even though it was only weeks back. Blue sighed and placed his elbows on the table. He couldn't help but laugh when Jessie copied his action. "I'm just like Boo," Jessie said, giggling at herself.

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It was inexcusably bad, I'm sorry, I don't know what happens here, I'll make the next chapter a lot better.
-KILLJOY'S GHOST XXX