Walking Sins (BoyxBoy)

"I'm Gay"

Hello all, leaping straight off from the last chapter ^^ Sassie above.
(Not really edited)

I stared at my phone, locking it and then throwing it on my bedside table. I groaned into my hands, cursing myself and my pitiful existence. The vibration echoed with the help of the wooden dresser, and I grabbed my phone without much thought.

I have a big day ahead of me

Night

I wanted death. I wanted the ground to consume me - as painlessly as possible, thanks - and take me straight to hell where I could feel at peace.

Night

I had made it awkward. Of course I had, after all when did anything ever really go in my favor? But right as I was finally getting closer to Erik? Just my luck, really.

I threw myself into my mattress letting it consume me and my shame. I rolled over, reaching for my lamp. My door opened as I clicked it off, and I shouted in frustration as I rolled over and switched it back on. Sassie stood with a smirk on her face even before I started glaring at her.

"What do you want?"

She raised an eyebrow. "Dinner didn't go too well, I assume?"

I scoffed, "Dinner went fine, thanks for asking, it was actually an annoying sibling that had to be a dick right on bed time."

Yes, that and the fact that I told a decently attractive person that my dick was up to standards. Geez, accept your gay and suddenly a wave of oppressed hormones slaps you with a 'hey'. And my dick was slightly bigger than average at best.

"So, how was it?" she grinned. I frowned.

"How was what?"

"Dinner."

I glared, "Like you care, go away."

"That's fine, I'll just ask Dylan, he'll tell me all the juicy gossip, all about how you messed up..."

She was smirking. Dylan could also tell her about that make out session you shared, couldn't he?

"Dinner was fine, I messed up once, though it turned out alright, and then messed it up again. The food was good too. Now, if you're done, could you please leave?"

I wanted to sleep, my day had been emotionally exhausting as much as it had been physically. I wanted to cocoon myself in my blanket, rest my little old head on a comfortable pillow, and disappear into dreamland. Preferably, have some dreams with no Allison, no Dylan, no Erik.

"Fine fine, I'll go." She closed the door and I reached over to turn my lamp off, the door swung open again right as I flicked it off and I swore.

"For Christ's sake, Cassan-"

"Also I'm gay,"

"-dra." 

  "Goodnight."

I stared at my door. Paused, blinking warily. ...wait what? Sassie was gay? Did I hear that right? Was my mind playing games with me? I tried to think of a time where there was a boy, and found none. It made sense if she was. It really did, but there had to be more to it than that.

I groaned and ripped the blankets off me, my sister might be gay and that was more important than the blanket cocoon waiting for me. I opened my door, walking across the hall and into her room. She was on her bed, some business book in front of her. I closed the door behind me as I entered, watching her look up.