Zane's POV
I found a note inside the microwave. I read I and sighed. "Jeydon, you have to feed the dog." I say and I swore I heard him cry. Why is he crying? Is it because he has to feed the dog?
"Do I have to?"
"It's fine. I'll go feed him." I say and fixed Jeydon a bowl of cereal.
"Thank you!" he said grabbing a spoon from the cabinet.
I kissed his cheek and grabbed the dog food. I'm going to die today. Mr. Chomper, Blake, better be on a leash or something. What if he has rabies or something?
I walked to the basement door and took a deep breath. I opened the door and closed it behind me. It's freaking freezing down here! Why isn't there any heat down here?
I silently walked down the steps. It's not helping with the stairs creaking with every step that I take.
I saw the doggy bowl and filled it up with food. now, where is that dog? It smells like crap in here. This reminds me of the time when I was four. Garret's uncle had a pit bull and let's just say dogs don't like me. This dog would bite me all the time.
"Blake. Come and get your food!" I say and heard growling. Oh shit. Run.
I tripped up the steps, sliding down. The growling turned to viscous snapping. Why do dogs hate me? I never did anything to them!
"Okay, Blake, I'm your friend. I'm the good guy here." I say and he snapped his teeth.
I dashed up the stairs only to have Blake biting my leg. Oh my gosh! These are my only pair of jeans. "Bad dog." I say hitting it on the head. Wow. I hit like a girl.
"Zane, is everything okay in there?" Jeydon asked on the top of the steps.
"This dog is trying to kill me!"
"Grab onto my hand."
"Just go into the living room. I'll b up there in a second." I say trying to yank my leg off from this death grip.
Jeydon left and I kicked the dog. It whined and scampered away. My pants are ruined! I'm so going to kill that dog.
I walked up the steps and found Jeydon sitting on the couch. I sat down next to him and he snuggled up under me.
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I woke up with Jeydon sleeping in my arms. He's to adorable. I can just eat him up! I checked my cellphone and saw that I had a missed call from Garret. I deleted the voicemail and turned my phone off. I'm not ready to talk to him just yet. That was just wrong for him to do that to me.
Was he gay? He did almost give me a blow job. That has to mean something.
Should I tell Jeydon? What would he-
"DON'T HURT ME!" he screamed. I jumped up off from the couch. I got up and shook him awake.
"Jeydon!" I say.
He opened his eyes and cried into my arms. I can feel his his heart race rapidly. What happened that caused him to scream like that? He won't even tell me what he's having a nightmare about.
"You're going to be disgusted with me if I tell you this." he cried.
"I just want to help you. If you can't tell me then I can't help you."
"Last year-"
Ding Dong.
I got up and opened the door. Standing there was Garret and Phoebe. What are they doing here? How did they find me?
"So this is where you're hiding at." Phoebe said walking in. "Oh, hey Jeydon."
"You have the gay boy here? Who's place is this?"
"Not mine. I'd appreciate it if you left."
"You haven't responded to my texts or calls. What's so important about that gay kid that you can't even talk to me?" he asked.
I looked behind me to see if Jeydon was okay. Phoebe was in the kitchen doing whatever she's doing.
"He didn't try to give me a blowjob while I was high!"
"So? I bet he tried something on you."
"Leave Jeydon out of this."
"First name basis I see. I thought you were going to find out more about him." he said loudly.
I growled. "Find out what about me?"
I looked at my boyfriend. Crap. What do I say?
"He heard you had a past and wanted to find out what it was." Garret smirked. That bastard.
"Why?"
"Because he's a nosy guy. I wouldn't trust him if I were you."
I punched Garret in face. Jeydon gasped. "Anything else?"
"I gave him a blowjob."
Garret said with a smirk. "That's not true Jeydon."
"What am I suppose to believe? You let someone suck you?"
"I didn't! I swear."
"Get out." he said calmly.
"I didn't do anything."
"Go away." he said with tears forming in his eyes.
Is he breaking up with me?! No!
"Let me explain."
"Not now. Just get out." he cried and ran up the steps.
I glared at Garret. He started laughing. "So it is true. You really are dating the queer."
"No I'm not." I say. I cant let him know I'm gay. That would be so bad. I know he's not a good friend but he's there when I need him.
"Whatever. See you later man. Phoebe. Take him home." he said still laughing. Phoebe followed him out while I grabbed my jacket.
I shouldn't leave him here all alone. But if he tells me to go then I guess I should. I walked out of the house and shut the door. I got into Phoebe's car and drove off.
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