How gay- I mean how may I help you?

Confessions

This is dedicated to Am3rican because she helped me write and gave me more ideas for the book. (She also picked Jasper's race ;) ) Also it feels really weird to write while the sun is up lol. Also sorry there's more dialogue than  action in this one. It's just i feel Trick and Lucas never talk. This part is mature 0K

When I drive my body takes me to Trick's house. I guess since we are so close my body just knows at this moment he's the person I need to talk to. 

I only have to wait an hour because I left school at 7th period. (I think.) When Trick finally gets here I have no clue what to say. 

"Hey man, sorry for calling you a baby and shit this morning," he says when he walks in, "I thought a little bit of Trickster would cheer you up or something, I don't know." 

I'm kind of spacing out while he's talking, but I hear him, though I'm not looking at him. He rushes on as if I'm still mad at him (which I never was in the first place), so i interrupt him, "Is Troy still upset with Stk?" (Btw you pronounce Stk like steak) 

Trick looks at me dumbfounded, "Uh, yeah I think so."

"What are we gonna do about that? Like is he not part of the group no more or what? This feels weird man. Like there's us, and then there's them, and then we're together as a group, y'know?"

"When you put it like that it sounds gay," Trick says, grinning. I know he's joking but I feel my face heat up and he sees, "No offense or anything," his grin falters.

My face heats up more and I curse myself.

Trick throws his bag down on one of his couches and walks over to me, "Dude are you like... gay?"

My eyes fly up to his and bulge, "Uh, no." It kind of comes out as a question and I hope to God he doesn't catch it.

He searches my eyes but lets it drop, "If you say so."

"Trick, do you think I'm a bystander?" I clear my voice.

"Do you really want me to answer that," he says, almost serious, as he searches his shelves for some Marvel comics.

"Yeah, honestly." A shiver goes down my spine involuntarily.

"Well, you kind of are man, but at least you aren't taking sides or anything."

"Are you a bystander?"

He turns around and smirks, "Only to my own demise." 

Of course he'd say that, "But, seriously, what about when Troy bullies people and everything and we just stand there man?"

He looks taken aback, "Well, um, it's not our fight so-"

"But it's wrong." I say loudly, and we both flinch. 

"Well damn Bone, what is making you say all this?"

I look down at the ground as Trick sits to read his comic, "It's always been there, the feeling of doing something wrong. Y'know, ever since my dad-"

"Woah, woah, woah. Hey, your dad's death was not and I mean not your fault." Trick is the only one I told that I felt my dad died because of me. Stk doesn't even know about my dad's death, he just knows of it.

I pinch myself and blink back tears, "I don't know. Being a bystander gets people hurt. Seriously."

"Is this about Jasper?" My head pops up fast.

"What?" 

"Jasper, y'know, Puerto Rican kid, gay."

"What about him," I gulp.