The Youth House[BoyxBoy] & [BoyxGirl]

Chapter 13

**Blaine**

 Roger says he’s ready to tell me what made him the way he is. This time, he is really ready, I can feel it.

 We’re on his bed, his head rested on my shoulder. He pulls away and sits in front of me.  “Well, I had the perfect family. Beautiful mom, hard working dad, lovely home.... friends. but it was all taken away from me. When I was only four, my life went downhill.” 

 He pauses, he looks so hurt. I don’t even know if I want him to continue. But I nod, so he goes on.

 “My dad got fired, we had to move away, into a crappy little neighborhood. It wasn’t long until he spent the little money we had left on alcohol. He drank so much... he started to beat me and my mother.” He winces, and so do I. But he goes on. I cannot believe how strong he is. I’m proud of him.

 “We would try to talk to him, tell him he needed to get a job. He would just slap us in the face and tell us to get a job. Whenever I stood up to him and told him not to touch my Mommy....” he gulps down a sob. “He would whip me and tell me never to talk back to him again or he’d kill her. It didn’t matter if I talked back or not, he killed her anyway..... and made me watch.”

 He chokes that last part out and falls into me. We hold each other tightly. Now we’re both crying.

 I can not believe he had to be put through that at four years old. And since he was adopted at six, he lived two years of his life in foster care, with no one to love him.

 More tears fall come as I think of that. He needs so much to be loved, but he’s made fun of, even by some of his siblings. 

 “No one is ever going to hurt you again.” I whisper. He nods and clutches me tighter. My chest is soaked from his tears, but I don’t care. 

 He looks up at me. He’s calmed down a bit, but tears still roll down his cheeks. I wipe them away, he closes his eyes.

 I can’t help myself. Suddenly, I bring my face down and brush my lips against his. I pull away, and he looks shocked. Shit. I really should not have down that.

 Before I can speak, he brings his face up and kisses me back. Now I’m shocked.  

 He pulls away, but doesn’t say anything. He rests his head on my chest again and falls asleep. 

 I’m so confused.

 **Sydnee**

 Sarah’s been upset lately. So I have decided to help her. 

 I drag her into the washroom. I go searching through my drawer and pull out a whole bunch of beauty products.

 “Oh no” she says, but I know she’s kidding around. “Oh yes!” I squeal! 

 We spend two hours in the bathroom giving each other facials and manicures and pedicures! It is so much fun! I forgot how amazing Sarah is. We’ve all been growing apart.

 When we’re done, we’re both glowing. Sarah especially. I helped enhance her natural beauty. I imagine Eve looked just like her.

 I walk her back to her room and she gives me a giant squeeze. “Thank you so much! I already feel a lot better” she says, and I smile. “Theres more tomorrow morning, so get some rest!” I say as I skip away. 

The next morning

 I rush into Sarah’s room at six o’clock am. She’s still sound asleep.

 “Rise and shine!” I yell at her. She barely even stirs. Wow. I go over and shake her awake. 

 “I’m up, I’m up” she mumbles sleepily. She stretches and yawns and then gets up and goes to the washroom.

 When she gets back I have an outfit already picked out. She brightens and throws it on. She looks in the mirror. I chose a tight fitting, but not to revealing purple dress with light flowers on it. 

 “Wow.... Sydnee... I look.... good” she says, clearly amazed at my ability. “Of course you do! It’s all you honey, you just needed something to flatter it!” I say happily. 

 I get out my makeup and put some on her. I chose a light purple to bring out her pretty brown eyes, and some shiny lip gloss to plump her thin lips. I put a flower in her silky hair. 

 She looks beautiful. And I know she feels it. 

 Later

 “Now go get ‘em!” I shout at her as we enter the school. She smiles and waves as she walks into her class. 

 Lets see what Maximus thinks about her now. I smirk and walk into class.