A Bisexual Story (BoyxBoyxGirl)

Chapter Twenty-five

 

Here it is! The final chapter! But don't worry there's still an Epilogue after. Now writing this was tricky and emotional! But I did it! lastly I want to say that this story is based on a Fairytale you might not have seen coming. Stay tuned for the Authors note after this! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

 

 

 

Blake

 

 

 

It had been four weeks since I had been kicked out. It felt like a lot happened since then. My relationship with Sean was on the rocks and the friendship with Nikita, who knew. I know I was being fair. Phil and I had talked only once but that didn’t last long. My mother had walked in the room. I doubted she knew what Phil was up to. What little hope I once held that my own mother would come to her senses, never came.

 

How would I know? Because she never called and neither had bothered to find out.

 

Skylar and I kept in contact for the most part. Matt from what I understood was busy doing something unknown. Not even Jamie would cave. Even so, Matt was still kicked out of his own home, just like me a part of me took comfort in the fact that at least one person knew exactly what I was going through. It was too bad he was busy all the time.

 

What had I been doing with all my time you might wonder? More so, I’m guessing you might wonder why I came to stay here with Leo and Brendan. Everyone’s been asking to me a lot lately. To be honest, I’m not even sure I can put it to words. So I’ll try my best here.

 

I used to take a lot of long walks while living with Nikita and happened to bump mostly into Leo. Maybe that’s why my long walks turned into something like a longer walk. At first I wouldn’t believe a word that came out of his mouth but he insisted on talking to me. He promised nothing inappropriate but that didn’t mean I let my guard down.

 

When I kept trying to walk away, he’d follow. So we’d end up taking long walks together. Eventually we became jogging buddies. Then I started asking questions.

 

“Which of you did I meet first?” He’d know what I meant.

 

“Ha! Braden by the look on your face,” he said and I tried keeping my face blank. “He’s been more of a charmer even than me. It was me that told you to chill out though. You know you guys around here are much harder to charm than everywhere else we’d been to.”

 

I didn’t answer that as we jogged. Jogging and talking didn’t mix well.

 

Being with them somehow makes me feel better. Somehow, it was refreshing and a nice change if anything. Since I didn’t have Matt (nor did I want to rely too heavily on him), I had two other people that I could relate to. Remember that girl we met at Popeye’s? The one who talked about her two bisexual twin brothers? Let me give you a moment to remember.

 

So yeah, her name was Isabel and she lived in the same house as her brothers. She kept mostly to herself but couldn’t keep the shocked look off her face when we first met. Other than that, the parents of these three had been wonderful. I still kept my distance and helped out wherever.