The Preppy and the Tramp (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 8

"Whenever I'm sad, I stop being sad and be awesome instead."
~Barney
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Roger's POV

"Are you getting worried?" I asked Cecilia as she painted her nails, all she did was shrug. Of course she's not worried.

"He's not some kid, we don't need to be worrying about him all that much." She said sounding extremely bored. There was a scratch at the door causing Cecilia to jump off the couch and open it.

Oh no! Not again!

"Cecilia!" I yelled feeling my panic level increase. It's the monster. If we let it in, he will destroy us! "Get ir away!"

It's demon eyes look at me but it's voice started to wine.

"I think it's scared." Cecilia said picking it up.

It's already taken over my sister.

Wait. "Get it to sniff out Acendro."

"Sniff him out? Roger," Cecilia said bring the dog close to me, "let him be. He's probably sleeping with that Elvis kid."

"Cecilia! Don't say things like that!" I exclaimed picking up the dog and lifting him up. "Find! Acendro!"

The dog stared at me with its cold blooded eyes and opened its mouth to eat me like in that IT movie.

A giant pink thing came out of its mouth and came at my face, licking me.

Disgusted. That is how I feel right now. Ew. That it. He just.

"Cecilia!" I cried throwing the dog at her. It flew through the air, Cecilia screamed and quickly caught the dog.

"What the hell? This is a living innocent creature! Not some toy to throw around!"

"It licked me!" I can't believe her! She's actually defending some beast!

"So what?! You sucked a dick! It's not that gross!"

"Cecilia! What the hell?! That was a secret that was to never be brought up again!"

"Why? Because you made the guy fall madly in love with you?"

"Shut up or I will kick that monster!"

"You wouldn't dare! This is Acendro's dog, he'll be pissed to find a simple bruise on the dog."

"Oh yeah? Where is he then? He'll never find out and that monster can finally return to hell, where it belongs!"

Cecilia ran to the other side of the living room, behind the couch and closely hugged the beast. The dog looked at my sister like it was going to eat her in her sleep.

"It's controlling your mind! Don't you see? It's making you go against your dear brother! Drop the dog!"

"Roger, get over yourself. It's just a cute dog and you're jealous because it's getting more attention than you."

"Oh really? If I needed attention all I'd have to do is hang out with your little group of friends." I snapped back, feeling proud of myself. Cecilia gasped and put the dog on the couch, stomping towards me.

"It's one friend! One friend that likes you!" She yelled getting up in my face. "But look at it this way, I have nine more friends than you."

"You only have nine frie-wow. Really classy. What do you call my gang then? Strangers?" I asked putting my hand on her hips. Cecilia laughed and shook her head.

"Those are followers, not friends."

"They are my friends!"

"Are not!"