In Love With My Gay Friend (EDITING)

Chapter twenty six

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Joey Lerman

        Oh no. I did it this time. 

        Andee's head was down. He was sitting on my couch, his hands on his head. He was mad.

        Ellis was cautiously biting her nails and I knew deep inside her, she was silently praying. And maybe I need one too. I knew Andee has all the right to get mad at us. I mean, me. Over-all. What we had put Andee through was a low blow for him. I mean, it was me. I never saw him before that... pain.

        I actually wanted to slap myself over and over again when I saw him entering the room. The worn-out aura surrounding him was very evident. And I fairly knew as well that the timing was clearly the worst among the worst. I knew he would be exhausted from his paperworks on that stupid Student Council. And what did I do? I added up on his problem.

        I sighed. 

        He was still not talking to me.

        He was not even looking at me.

        The way he cried and apologized over me, I mean, the dead body, was something. I felt a sudden rush of overwhelm coursed across my body. I couldn't help but smile while I was at the door. I was listening all throughout. Ellis really sounded convincing back there.

        I couldn't help but be overwhelmed because I have known that there's a hot guy out there who loves me more than anyone else. My parents didn't even cared for even once like how I saw Andee did. I never felt so special. And... well, loved.

         "Guys... I'll leave you alone." Ellis muttered. I glared at her and she shrugged.

        Oh, that's how she's playing this, huh?

        I narrowed my eyes at her while she was exiting the room. Gosh! Why does this feel so hard? I mean, it's just Andee. Heh.

        That's the point, stupid. It's Andee. The one you've caused extreme pain. What a sadist you were.

        I rolled my eyes at my subconcious. She could be a bitch sometimes. And I wanted to slap her if she wasn't all imaginary and all, though.

        The moment the door clicked closed, I slightly jumped. I mumbled a mental prayer.

        I was fidgeting. Gosh! This. was. so. hard!

        How do you even breathe?

        Okay. Don't answer that.

        I took a deep breath before walking closer towards Andee. I stooped infront of him leveling his head with mine. He was still not looking at me.  I shivered. Why does he had to make things hard?

        I caused him this. Yes. But I didn't expect him to go all breaking-out-now-do-not-disturb on me. 

        Then silence.

        That's when I finally heard him.

        He didn't spoke. He cried.

        And I was about to break down.

        But, I didn't.

        I winced and bit my lower lip. I was such a bitch. Why of all pranks to do, I come up with this. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Joey Lerman, you're fucking stupid.