Jayy had moved from his desk to his bed. He starred at the ceiling. He had nothing to do, he had already finished his homework and his mother had gone to work.
He pulled out his phone from his pocked and checked the time. The others should have been let out of school by now. He played with his phone for a while before Jayy got an idea.
He scrolled through his contacts before finding the one he was looking for. He laid back on the bed, with a smirk on his face, as he waited for the other teen to pick it up.
”Hey, I'm bored as fuck. Why don't you come over and entertain me for a while?"
Dahvie woke up to his mother lightly shaking him.
"Honey, dinner is served"
The colorful teen smiled kindly at his mother. He got up and walked over to his closet, he picked out a pair of red skinnies and a purple Hello Kitty top. He got dressed and walked down the stairs to his family.
Dinner was already served when Dahvie came down and sat next to Sasha. He looked at his sister to see if she had told the parents about the day’s events. When she shook her head in the negative, he breathed out. He couldn't let his parents know. They didn't even know he never hung out with Jayy anymore. They never really had time for their kids anymore. Dahvie knew they cared; they just didn’t have the time. The only one, who actually had time for him, was his sister. And she would be gone tomorrow.
Dinner went uneventfully just the avenge questions, ‘how was school?’, ‘are you doing good?’, ‘what about your grades?’ Dahvie lied of course. He told his parents everything was just as it should be, while nothing was as it should be.
Dahvie carried his plate to the kitchen and put it on the countertop. He walked out of the kitchen and made his way upstairs.
Dahvie closed the door behind him and sat on his bed with a sigh. The colorful boy laid down on the bed and pulled his old notebook from under his pillow. He opened to a new page and started writing.
Dahvie had no idea how long he had been writing for, when suddenly the door bust open, startling the teen. He turned and saw his sister in the door, with a grin on her face
"Slash, what the fuck?!
His sister ginned and sat on the bed next to Dahvie. She patted his head and he scolded at her.
"Just came to say goodbye baby brother."
Normally Dahvie would have thrown a pillow at her head for calling him that, but he was stuck at the 'goodbye' part.
"Wait... What do you mean goodbye?! I thought you left tomorrow!" He looked frightened at his sister.
"I am sweetie, tomorrow morning, 4 am. That's why I came to tell you now before you went to bed, I wouldn't be able to tomorrow."
Dahvie looked at his clock beside his bed. 11.36 pm. He really should go to bed, he had school tomorrow after all.
Dahvie turned again and hugged his sister.
"Bye Slash..."
"Bye Dahv. Promise me to take care okay?"
Dahvie nodded into his sisters neck. They stayed like that for awhile, before they pulled away. Saha kissed Dahvies forehead and got up from the bed. Dahve looked after sister 'till she closed the door behind her. Dahvie looked at his bedside clock: 11.51. It was late and he was tired as fuck.
Dahvie got undressed and got under his Hello Kitty covers, not giving a fuck about teeth hygiene. He already missed his sister, and he wouldn't be seeing her for a long time. Ten teen closed his eyes and cried himself to sleep.
Jayy pulled out and laid back down, still slightly panting, on the the bed and took a cig from his nightstand and lit it. He took a deep drag form the cancer-stick not noticing the other boy getting dressed. The silence broke when the other boy spoke for the first time.
"You know Jayy, maybe next time we could try swi-”
The boy stopped when Jayy almost choke on the smoke.
" The hell we can switch positions you fucking cunt! The only guy I would EVER bottom for is Satan alright?!" The other teen looked intimidated at Jayys outburst. He managed to nod slightly.
"Good! Now get the hell outta here Bruce!" Bruce got on his shirt and quickly left the room. Jayy took a last drag and put out the smoke in the ashtray. He looked at the clock on his wall, 11.43 pm.
The Shutcall yawned and took his covers and dragged it to his sofa. No way in hell he would sleep on those sheets! He would change it the the next day. He laid on the couch and stuck his feet out under the covers, it was simply impossible for him to sleep with his feet under the covers. Summer or winter, hot or cold. His feet would stick out.
Jayy looked at his ceiling and remembered the nights events. 'And people thinks he's straight' Jayy laughed at his own thought. 'I wonder what would happen if I told his girlfriend'. The teen imagined Bruce's girlfriends face for a moment, he bust out laughing at the imagine, he held his stomach and he got trouble breathing before he was able to stop himself.
He tossed and turned but he couldn't get comfy. Jayy got up and put on his boxer shorts and got back to the couch. He laid down again. A bit better. But... Something was about to happen. Jayy could feel it. The feeling got worse and the hair on his neck and arms rose. This was bad, he had only got this feeling one time before. He began to shake.
'No Jayy! Stop thinking about that night, just stop!' He took deep breaths and the shaking soon stopped. Jayy calmed down and was suddenly feeling very exhausted.
He closed his eyes, and fell asleep, terrified what was gonna happen.
