my tight-knit family

Twenty Two / 22

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"So how was Canada?" Whizzer coughed, nearly spitting out the wine he was downing. Whizzer nodded, looking across the table at Charlotte. He hoped lying would come easy, this was like improve. Except one mess up and his life was over. No big deal!

"Uh - Canadian!" Whizzer coughed, Marvin kicked him under the table in the shin. He shot him a glare. "I-I mean swell!" Whizzer beamed, his mother nodded, smiling happily. His father noticed Whizzer looking at Marvin and was not impressed.

Whizzer was a nervous wreck. Marvin, on the other had was mad. No, he was livid. Why couldn't Whizzer just tell his parents the truth? Why did he have to go and hide all of their life, to what? Impress the family that didn't love him?

Marvin instantly went red at the thought.

No, his family loved him. Now he was just being selfish. Marvin was acting like a selfish jerk - and why? He was jealous of Charlotte. Stupid of him to say he was. Charlotte got to hold Whizzers hand in front of his parents with out it being a big fuss.

"Whizzer, darling! You seem so happy here -" his mother beamed. Marvin felt dumb, he glared at the first course that Cordelia had made. He tossed around the bread on his plate looking glum. Mendel noticed this and asked to be excused, dragging Marvin along with him. He threw Marvin in the living room, which was connected to the kitchen so the family could hear every word.

"WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU WE HAVE GUEST AND YOUR ACTING LIKE DEPRESSED CONNOR?! WHAT THE HECK?"

"I THOUGHT WE WEREN'T GOING TO QUOTE THAT SHOW ANYMORE!"

"IT SLIPPED OUT!!"

Whizzer laughed, blushing red as he ripped apart his piece of bread, dipping it in a puddle of butter hoping to drown his sorrows. "So how about that baseball game?" that set Whizzer and his dad into a full on 'who's going to win this years baseball game?' talk. Marvin and Mendel kept on bickering and Charlotte was making eye contact to Cordelia across the room. Cordelia brought the second course - linguine.

"Sorry, but we need to get going," Mendel smiled, walking past the kitchen table, pushing Marvin out the front door who was still complaining. "Maybe lunch some other time," Whizzer smiled, upset to see his boyfriend leave with his best friend.

"I can't do this anymore," Whizzer threw his head down on the table. "MARVIE GET BACK IN HERE!" Whizzer screamed his father looked at him with utter disgust.

"Marvie?" His father mocked.

"Mom dad, this is Charlotte," Whizzer sat up straight.

"Yes honey we know, your girlfr-"

"Don't finish that sentence, mother," Whizzer sighed, he awkwardly got up to join hands with Marvin. "This is my boyfriend, Marvin - that's our Psychiatrist and best friend, Mendel. These girls are together and our closest friends. THIS is my life. I don't love Charlotte..." Whizzer looked across the room to Charlotte, who was smiling at him and crossing her arms. "I do love you Charlotte! Not like that!" Whizzer smiled.

Why he hadn't kept his life a secret longer he didn't know. He felt like the lie hadn't even gone long enough. Like act two hadn't even started yet. 

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"Now that I think about it-" Whizzer started off looking around the house, it was clean sure. The dishes from dinner had to be done. The night was a flop, after his mother smiled and said she loved him, his father booked a plane back home. He said things. "We should have invited Jason over so my dad wouldn't have been so cruel with a child around," Whizzer smiled. Marvin was worried about him, he hadn't cried or gotten upset.

"Yeah - hey Whiz, you want to talk?" Marvin sat down on the couch. He looked up at his boy friend. Behind his smile, he could tell he was breaking. He never wanted this to happen. He didn't want to see Whizzer slowly breaking. Why would he pressure him to do something so stupid?

Tell the truth.

"NOPE!" Whizzer beamed, throwing himself on the couch next to Marvin, "I'm fine!"

"Ok," Marvin looked down at Whizzer, "but I'm always here if you need to talk,"

"Naw," Whizzer beamed, "so race you to the cake that Cordelia made and nobody ate!" Whizzer jumped up with Marvin at his heels.

"You're ON!"

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"Whizzer, Whizzer, Whizzer?" - Jason, Marvin & Trina