Shipwrecked On Emo Island

◌ Twelve ◌

"Pete? You ready, bro? Anytime now." Andy said, waving a few fingers in front of his spaced-out friend.

"Oh! Yeah." Pete took a deep breath and swallowed hard, closing his eyes briefly. He was ready to tell them his big secret. He kept his eyes shut as he murmured the words. "Iwnpattshvhfrapmys."

"What?"

"Wait, what did he just murmur?"

"Pete, nobody heard that!"

Pete took another deep inhale. "Iwntptrcktshvhsfdrpmss!" He whispered

"Pete! We cannot hear you!" Joe said.

"I WANT PATRICK TO SHOVE HIS FEDORA UP MY ASS!" Pete yelled before hiding his face in my hands.

Silence.

Nobody spoke.

It was so silent, even the crickets would be stunned, had there been any.

A full minute passed.

"Well then." Frank said.

More silence.

"We'll talk later, okay?" Patrick said quietly to Pete.

Pete nodded in shame.

"Well, Pete it's your turn to pick someone." Dallon said, trying to make things less uncomfortable and move on.

"Andy, truth or dare." Pete said, his voice slightly muffled from his hands that still covered his face.

"Dare."

"Break this awkwardness." Pete groaned.

"Huh, okay. How is uh, how is everyone's day today? Oh wait, that's a dumb question, we're all stranded on a remote island, everyone had a rough day. How's the um, weather out? Oh no, that's dumb it's freezing right now. Anyone have any weird dreams last night?" Andy said.

No one answered.

"We swam all night last night, didn't we? Right." Andy turned red, embarrassed at how much more awkward he made the situation.

"Well I failed so we're gonna move on now. Brendon, truth or dare?"

"Truth!"

"What's the biggest lie you ever said?" Andy asked.

"Once I told a bunch of people 'I'm not gay but I will su-"

"Enough, Brendon!" Ryan shouted. "We all know where this story is going!"

"In reality I am gay and I most certainly will su-"

"Enough!"

"Fine then, you big jerk. Dallon, truth or dare?" Brendon said, moving on and playfully nudging Ryan.

"Me? Dare I guess."

"Kiss me."

Everybody froze. Nobody dared move a muscle.

"You heard me, kiss me."

Dallon stared at Brendon. His eyes showed a complicated mixture of desire, hesitation, and guilt. "Bu- but..."

"You can't back down, Dallon! Kiss him." Joe taunted.

Ryan rolled his eyes and crossed his arms, glaring at Dallon.

"Well I mean, if you dared me to I guess I have to..."

He scooched over to Brendon, admiring his face in the dim light of the fire. They held strong eye contact until Brendon's eyelids fluttered shut. Dallon nervously leaned in and his heart skipped a beat when he felt their lips connect in the dark. They kissed for a good twenty one seconds until Dallon started to get his tongue involved.