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Chapter 17- Danny

I woke up around six. This was the day I was planning on telling the guys about Aron. It had been around two to three months since we had told Jay, and now I was ready.

Ready for the rage.

And the shock.

But most importantly, the outcome.

I didn't care if they kicked me out. Sure I might become another Deuce but did that really matter?
I had a place to go.

I would get a normal job.

We could move to a different place.

But...they wouldn't kick me out. If they knew what could happen to the last person, then they wouldn't do it again.

I hope.

Jay had no idea what I was doing. I had only discussed it with Aron, considering if I told him afterwards, he would only get angry with me. And trust me, you do not want him on your bad side.

I finally got the nerve to get up. Pushing aside my blankets, I got dressed and went to go brush my teeth.

Jordon and George were sitting at the island, both drinking. I didn't want to guess what, probably some kind of beer-vodka mixture. They both looked up, and I gave a small smile.

Okay Daniel, you can do this.

"I've...been seeing someone..." I said, grabbing some juice and sitting down on the other side of the island. Jordon took a drink, narrowing his eyes at me over his cup, and George just sat there.

Of course. I haven't even told them who I'm dating yet..

"It's....Aron."  

Jordon swallowed a bit roughly, spitting the rest out back into the cup. George raised an eyebrow, roving his eyes over me.

"Aron....Aron Deuce? The..." Jord broke off, spluttering. I gave a tiny nod, squeezing my eyes shut.

"Oh....that's fine man, as long as your happy." Opening one eye, I glanced at George.

"Are....You going to yell at me or...anything?"
"No...no.. I mean...I don't know.."

I was the one to be shocked.

Jordon sighed quietly. "Over the past few years we've all been having second thoughts about kicking Deuce out. Now is....the perfect time to get him back." 

I nodded, debating the whole situation. "I can call him and see if he wants to come over later. Then we can talk everything out."  

George gave a quick smile. "Yeah, that could work."
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I paced around my room. It was around 1, I told Aron to come over 1:30. I had already told Funny and Kurlzz and told Jay that I had told them all. They all were cool which was weird, maybe they really did regret kicking him out after all.

Sighing, I flopped down on my bed. There was a knock on my open door, and I looked up to see Jay. 

"Hey." I mumbled, he leaned against the door, smiling.

"When's Aron gonna come over?" 

"Sometime."  

"Thanks for the clarifications.." 

"Anytime."