Where it Begins (Boy x Boy)

Twenty One

Song for this Chapter: "Closer - The Chainsmokers feat. Halsey" cover by Ysabelle Cuevas
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Callum POV

I didn't think Connor would cover my back.

Not after our big fight since last week.

While I was away, Connor was the one who actually clean up the house for me. I guess Dad told him about my punishment and Connor decided to help me out. He did it because he was afraid our parents would notice that I wasn't at home.

My parents have gone to our house a couple of time but they didn't stay long. They only took some clothes or other important stuff to go to work. Fortunately, they didn't aware about me since Connor made some excuses for me.

I appreciated his help but I think he did it out of guilt. This was his way for asking my forgiveness because of what happened between us. I know he try to win me over but I need more time before we could go back to what we used to be.

We have this awkward situation inside the house. There was this high tension between the two of us. I couldn't help but gave him silent treatment or ignore his presence with all my might. And Connor could do nothing about it. Good thing our parents didn't aware of it.

My mood turned sour when the two of us need to have a breakfast together. Why from all other days we have to do it now? Because our parents were seldom at home, we have a rule to have breakfast or dinner together whenever all family members were present. And this one fine morning was the right time for it.

It felt odd to see my Mom cook breakfast for us and Dad was reading newspaper at our dinner table. It was a rare scene at our home. Mom made us blueberry pancake for our breakfast and it taste amazing. I really miss my mom's home cook meals.

We sat together and talked about our mundane activities while eating our meals. Dad mostly was scolding me because of my fight but at the same time he was quiet surprised that I've got the guts to punched someone's face.

He never thought I could do it since for him I was a 'crybaby' boy who have lack of 'masculinity' because I couldn't do any sport, unlike him and my brother.

I know. My Dad often belittled me. But I was used to it.

What would he think about me if he knew that I was gay? I bet he would be more furious to know about Connor instead of me.

After we've finished our breakfast ritual, all of us back to our activities. Dad went to the hospital because he was on call. Mom was back to work with her phone and laptop in her home office. Connor went out to the school since he has practice for his basketball club.

And me?

Of course I cleaned up the house. That would be my job until tomorrow. I sighed. I've finished put all the dirty dishes inside the dishwasher, wiping the furnitures, vacuuming the carpet, sweeping and moping the floor. It wasn't too dirty thanks to Connor, so I could clean up faster than usual. All that left was doing the laundry.

I gathered all dirty clothes in the hampers. I separated the colored one from the white and put it inside the washing machine. I dropped some detergent before turning it on and did the same thing to the other separated clothes after the first one was done.

The dryer and the washing machine were now on and humming loudly when I leave it behind. I was thirsty so I went to the kitchen to get a drink. I was getting a soda from the fridge when our front door rang.

Mom wouldn't bother to open the door while she was working so all that left was me to do it. I made a beeline to our door and when I opened it, I was expecting it to be a package delivery. I never thought it would be someone who I want to avoid at all cost.