A Bisexual Story (BoyxBoyxGirl)

Chapter Thriteen

To the right there is the sad music video that gets mentioned and a picture of a Ferris Wheel that will be in this chapter. So rather than have a lengthy Authors Note.... Enjoy ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Blake

At least I didn’t throw up but (excuse me) Aunt Meg thought I was hilarious.

“There’s just so much that can be said about a person you take on a roller coaster,” she said but I wasn’t following her logic. “You handle your downs quite well.” She wasn’t really saying what I think she was saying was she? “You take them in strides actually and silently. Life isn’t all about the ups but the downs too!” I still wasn’t quite following. “I think Sean was right to pick you too.”

I gave her a very confused look and she just swatted her hand at me, “Now really you thought I didn’t know. Nikita tells me everything, well maybe not everything but what she does tell me matters! Now don’t go thinking that I didn’t approve of your relationship. It’s really none of my business but honestly times are changing! There’s so much in the world that we don’t understand. What you’ve three got is something called love and don’t listen to what anybody tries to tell you differently. They should be learning not…,” She struggled with coming up with another word, “Oh! Whatever the opposite of that was again! Truly I find both my niece and you as my idols!”

This could turn out worse than Shane’s obsessions. I could picture her taking notes from this though.

We were just exiting through the gate but at least I felt normal-ish.

There were running footsteps though and Sean with Nikita hand in hand ran up to us.

“Oh thank you dear,” I heard Aunt Meg say to one of the gentlemen that worked her. She even asked him if he could hold her hat for her so she wouldn’t lose it on the ride. He must have been handing it back to her and was obviously charmed by her accent. She was rightfully so to lose the hat briefly because there were a lot of sideways turns and upside moments. They didn’t call it a raging dragon for no reason. This dragon was beyond peeved.

I was still griping at the bars for support when I heard, “Oh man Blake! Honey! Sugar cake?”

Sugar cake?

My eyebrows did that little twitch thing.

“Sugar cake! Sugar cake!”

“Seriously what the fudge!” There was a nice lady behind me so the language had dim down. “What in the world were you freaking thinking when you came up with that?! I’m far from anything that would be called sweet! Why can’t you come up with a better nickname than sugar cake because it also makes no sense and sounds disgusting! I’m also sure I’m so mad right now that I could do worse than give you cavities!”

He did stop in his tracks at least.

I also ignored that Nikita was covering her face to keep from laughing.

“Dude chill,” I heard someone say and haven’t I heard that voice before?