Rolling out of bed Mitchel searched his extremely messy room for a pair of shorts. Walking into the kitchen he could see Christian and Alexa sat on the couch making out. He felt like crying, but he knew he had to be strong. He let out a subtle cough to draw attention to the fact that he was there. Christian looked over at him as he stopped kissing Alexa.
"Uhh Morning Mitchel."
"Morning."
He give a small wave while pouring himself a glass of water. It's okay Mitch, everything's gonna be okay. He thought.
"Hi Mitchel." Alexa smiles at him.
"Hey Alexa, it's good to see you."
"You too." She turned back to look at Christian.
"Hey Mitch, there's this party later today do you wanna come? Clinton and Jesse are." Christian's brows were raised eagerly.
"Sure why not, can I bring a date with me though?"
"Yeah sure." He replied quietly.
He sent Angeline a quick text and she replied within seconds.
Mitty: Hey, wanna come to a party with me tonight?
Angie💊👄: Yea of course, what time?
Mitty: Be at mine before seven?
Angie💊👄: Aight 👅🔥
It was seven thirty when they got to the party. A bunch of randoms were smoking weed in the corner, the house was crowded with people drinking and socialising. Mitchel watched Jesse and Clinton wonder off and Christian grab Alexa by the waist to lead her to the back of the house. He turned to Angeline studying her short figure, she follows him into the house to find some alcohol.
An hour later he was wasted and he couldn'tt find anyone other than Angeline, she pulls him into the bathroom on the first floor and locked the door. Pulling out four white tablets.
"What's this?" His eyebrows raised at her.
"Vicodin." She replied downing two tablets.
He was gonna ask her what it'd do to him but he didn't really care anymore. Taking the two tablets he wondered out of the bathroom in search of some strong liquore. Eventually he found some and drank until his head started to hurt. Somehow he lost Angeline in the process. The Vicodin kicked in and he found himself feeling dizzy and anxious. His eyes wondered around the kitchen blurrily until they landed on Alexa and Christian making out in the corner. It's like times stopped, the music blasting caused his ears to ring and he knew he was on the verge of an anxiety attack. Running upstairs he tried to find an empty bedroom where the music could barely be heard. He came to a stop at the first door on the left up the stairs. Slowly he opened the door to glance in to see if anyone was in there. He wasn't prepared for the scene he encountered.
It was Clinton and Jesse.
They were sitting on a bed making out. He shut the the door quiety and ran to the nearest room. What the fuck? Clinton? Jesse? Clinton and Jesse? Damn was he hallucinating? He knew they were close but not that close. Well he did love Jesse like a brother, good for them lol. He walked into another bedroom to find a random guy laying on a bed in the centre of the room on his phone.
"Oh shit sorry, I thought this room was empty." He mumbled just about to leave.
"Hey nah, it's all good you can chill in here with me if you want. The music was giving me a headache so I came upstairs." He smiled at Mitchel his dark brown eyes contrasted with his platinum blonde hair and dark brown skin.
"Thanks haha I'm in the same boat, so what's your name? I'm Mitchel."
He closed the door and walked over to sit on the end of the bed.
"I'm Keiynan." He stuck out his hand and shook Mitchel's. There was something oddly pretty about him. Mitchel never thought he was gay or even Bi. He'd always found girls attractive..until Christian that is. Who knows maybe he was into guys too.
"So what brought you to this party Keiynan?"
"If I'm being honest, the free weed and alcohol." He chuckled revealing a cute set of dimples.
"Isn't that what most people come for?" Mitchel laughed with him.
"Totally haha, that and the thought of getting laid." His eyes flickered a darker shade of brown almost black.
"Hate to break it to you Keiynan, but right now you're sitting in a room with a complete stranger who probably looks like death. If you want to get laid you may need to go down stairs haha."
Mitchel moved over so he was sitting across from him, one of my legs on the bed the other dangling off the side.
"I didn't say I wanted to get laid haha just people in general but for one thing you don't look like death, you look after sex hot, probably all the alcohol you consumed."
He winked at Mitch and he could not stop the blush that appeared on his face.
He didn't know if it was the drugs or the alcohol or both but the next thing he did shocked the both of them. Leaning in he crashed his lips against the blonde boys. To his surprise he kissed back. The kiss was nothing like the one with Christian but it was pretty damn great. His lips were soft and the hunger for more passion took them both over as he leaned over pushing Mitchel sofly onto the bed. His hand reached up his side as the door of the bedroom burst open.
"Mitchel!"
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Jsndjrjrnfjrjdnd this chapter was intense.
Is Mitchel bisexual?
Who's this mystery boy Keiynan?
Who bursts through the door?
Will Mitchel tell Clinton he saw the kiss he shared with Jesse?
So many unanswered questions.
Tune in for the next chapter to find out, and don't forget to vote 😉❤️
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