Does the jock want the cock? (boyxboy)

Chapter 22

*Joseph's P.O.V.*

   "Mom, was he being serious?"

I yelled. When I did my chest hurt, so I settled back down into my pillows.

   "Yes, oh honey," she held my hand, "are you sure? I mean, you were head over heels from what you told me when I walked in on you guys kissing goodbye. You really liked him."

    "I'm sorry mom, but that just sounds gross." It does. He has a dick, and I just... he's not "cute." Even if I was gay, I wouldn't date him. I feel like shit though. He was crying. That was really shitty I had to hurt him like that, but it's not my responsibility.

    "I'm not the one you should be talking to about this..." She said softly.

   "Well, first, I'm in the hospital... what else am I supposed to do? Second, what do I say? Sorry I'm not gay? It's not my fault mom." It's not, and I shouldn't be punished for this.

    She frowned. "I'm sorry honey, I'm just thinking how Trevor feels. And he loved you, and now you suddenly don't love him. He's probably pretty shocked." She's right.

   The nurse walked in. She smiled at me, then said, "Hey Joseph! You're looking better!"

   "Yeah..." I said.

    "Well, everything seems to be almost fine. You do have a concussion, and a few fractured ribs, and a fractured wrist. That's a lot better than the long term problems most coma patients receive." She smiled. Are you kidding me?

   "Well, what are you going to do about it?" At least the season's over, and I was happy to learn we won that last game.

   "You will have a small hand cast, and pain medication, but we can't do anything for your ribs except wait for them to heal." My mom gave me a gloss eyed smile. My dad still seemed worried.

    "Thank you!" My mom shouted.

   So, I'll be in the hospital for four more days, then I'll go talk to Trevor. He'll understand. it won't be that bad!  

          5 DAYS LATER

      *TREVOR'S P.O.V.*

   "It's been devastating," I said.

   "I can only imagine."

   "All I do is cry. I thought about cutting again, but I couldn't bring myself to do it."

   

   "I completely understand, sometimes I get worried about you. Just know I'm here for you."

   "Thank you, you've been such a good friend." I said to Declan. Something flashed in his eyes. I couldn't quite catch it though.

   "No problem," He half smiled. It was cute. No it wasn't. What am I thinking?

   My phone started ringing. It's Joseph!

   "Joseph is calling me!" I yell. Declan's face goes flat.

   "Hello?" I say.

   "Hey. Before you say anything else, I still don't remember."

   "Oh..." My nose burns.

   "But, if what my mom says is true, we should hang out just to see." My heart skips.

   "Yeah, tonight?" I ask.