Diary of a homo | PewdieCry

Dear Diary - Bryan

I walked into the school office, thinking and choosing the words I'd chose for making them expel me. Why? I don't want to see Cry. I don't want to see his hatred towards me when we sit in Biology class. I don't want him quivering in fear every time he sees me, even tho I just caused it.

"None of us ever made a call!" I hear a deep raged voice say. Is it his father or someone else? As far as I know, the school called one of Cry's relatives. "Where is my brother?!"

"Mr. Terry, calm down"

"No!! My brother just disappeared! I've been looking for him! And now you call me and tell me he dropped school?! How can I calm down?! I'm worried sick!"

"Brother?" I mumbled and walked towards the seats. "No. I never allowed it. You should have called ME first before actually letting him drop!!"

"Mr. Terry"

"Don't call me like that bastard!!" He yelled and the door flew open. A man with black hair stepped out. He was rubbing his temples annoyed "Ryan.." He mumbled.

"Why do you know Cry?" I asked, staring at him. He perked his head and I felt a shiver run down my spine when his eyes laid on me.

The man had dead red eyes, a small scar running down his right eye to half his cheekbone. His black hair was making an illusion with his eyes, making them shine and glow. He was wearing a black tank top and some jeans. His arms were covered in tattoos and a few more scars. "Why do YOU know Ryan?"

"I'm his friend" I said "One that hurt him" I whispered that last part.

The man arched a brow and walked up to me "Well, nice to meet you. Bryan Pain. Ryan's brother"

"Cry has a brother?" He nodded and sat next to me. He leaned on his hands, supporting his elbows on his knees "We're not blood related, but.. Our mother asked me to take care of him before she passed. It's school a drag these days.."

"Then why do you do it?"

He glanced at me and then chuckled "I never had a brother, and when I met Ryan he was a small kid. I was 13 I think.."

~Flashback Bryan's POV~

I kicked a rock, stuffing my hands into my pockets "Bryan! Come here!" I turned and found my fake mother "What?" I asked turning. She panted, leaning on her knees "I.. Have to.. Show you.. Your brother.." She panted. With a deep breath she straightened and smiled gently.

"He's not my brother. I'm adopted" I hissed.

"Yes you are, which makes you part of this family from now on.."

I sighed and nodded "Where's the kid?"

"Brother" she corrected. I rolled my eyes and nodded "He's by the sandbox playing with the sand.. Please take care of him while I sort the papers out" I nodded.

She was getting divorced from her husband because he didn't want to adopt me.

I move towards the sandbox and find a small brunette boy with navy eyes playing with the sand. He giggled and made a castle. It fell down, making him pout, but he soon laughed at it and started redoing it. "Hey" I say. He stops playing and stares at me.

"Hey! How are you?"

"I'm good.. You're Ryan right?"

"Yes! And you? Who are you?" He asked. He stood and brushed the sand off his jeans with his small hands "Are you my brother?"

"Uh.. Yeah.. I'm Bryan"

"Nice to meet you Bryan!" He said happily. I smiled back at him and sat in the grass so I was at his eye level now "Say, wanna play with me?" He asked.