Summertime Vibes - LGBT Short Stories.

Jealousy// Chres & Jacob

Ages:

Jacob - 14

Chres-17

JACOB'S POV//

I sat on the couch watching tv with my Mom, Step dad Rob, and Stepbrother Chres.

"So Chres, tell me about this girl you're taking out tonight?" my mama asked in a cheerful tone. I mentally rolled my eyes and turned the tv up higher. Everyone turned to look at me and Robert raised his left brow. I ignored their stares as I waited for my step brother's  answer.

"Eh, she's just a random cutie I called up." He shrugged and got up heading upstairs. "Imma get ready, I'll hit ya'll later."

I mean mugged the back of his head until it was out of view. Robert coughed and I returned my gaze back to the tv. "Jacob, could I talk to you outside?" He asked. I nodded and mama looked between the both of us before we walked out onto the porch.

I slid my hands into my back pockets before turning my head up at him. "So wassup, Rob?"

"Jacob.. what's going on with you and Chres? Seems like lately you two haven't been getting along. All you do is give him mean looks. What's that about?"

I held my breath as I thought of a reasonable answer. I honestly didn't know why I was being so mean to him. He was a cool dude. Smart, funny, sexy as hell..Wait, nah, chill. But he'd been like a best friend to me ever since him and Rob moved in a year ago.

I shrugged and looked back at Rob. "I guess we're just going through a rough patch."

He narrowed his eyes as if he didn't believe me. But he didn't press the situation anymore. A grey Nissan pulled up into the driveway and a brown skinned, curly haired chick stepped out of it. I tried my hardest not to roll my eyes. She had to be Chres' date for the night. She walked up the porch steps all smiley and shit. Rob grinned back but my face remained blank.

"You must be Chres's date?" he asked, extending his hand to her. She nodded and shook it.

"I'm Giana. Nice to meet you."

I opened the door and went back inside before she got a chance to greet me. I hated that I was being rude, but if I opened my mouth to her, something shitty might slip out.

Chres was in the living room mirror fixing his clothes. I gave him the once over. He looked handsome as usual.

"Like what you see Jacob?"  he asked with a smirk.

My mama busted out laughing as Rob and Giana walked in, I turned to go upstairs.

"Oh, hi sweetie, you must be Giana? You're such a gorgeous girl. Wait, Jacob hunny, be a dear and use your phone to take some pictures of Chres and Giana."

My grip on the stair railing tightened and I was starting to think I'd rip it off. I plastered a fake smile and turned around, pulling out my cell phone. I went to the camera app as Chres and Giana got into position. I felt my eyes tear up from anger as I took 6 or 7 photos.

"Aight bro, send those to me, will ya?"

I nodded at Chres and turned away before the tears could completely fall. I felt like I couldn't get up the stairs quick enough. Opening my room door, I crashed onto my bed and buried my face into the comforter. I heard the front door slam shut and the sound of an engine starting. My door creaked open and I looked up to see Rob peeking his head through.

"Jacob, I'ma ask you something and I want you to  be completely honest."

I braced myself for his question. In the back of my mind I already knew what it was.

"Do you like Chres?"

The tears that I fought to keep in cascaded down my cheeks. Robert nodded and closed the door behind him. He came to sit on the edge of my bed and rubbed small circles on my back. "Jacob, don't feel bad. You can't help your feelings. Now, it is sort of weird considering he's your stepbrother but hey, at least ya''ll aint blood." he said, chuckling.

I looked up at him with a serious face. "Tell me what I should do."

He smiled. "Be honest with him. Even if he doesn't feel the same, you won't have that anger inside of you. You could finally let it go." He patted my fro and left the room, closing the door behind him. I thought about what he had said and decided I'd tell Chres when he got home from his date.

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I sat my ass on the counter and placed the carton of ice cream between my legs. I grabbed a big spoon and started digging in, not caring about the fact that vanilla was dripping all down my chin. The front door opened and closed and Chres walked into the kitchen. He took one look at me and shook his head. "Damn, bro. That  ice cream must be good."

I nodded in agreement and he passed me a napkin. I took this as my opportunity. "Chres, can we talk?"

He looked worried. "About what? Is everything alright?" he asked, standing in front of me.

I took a deep breath, preparing myself to get this heavy load off of my chest. "I like you. More than in a brotherly way. I know you're not gay and I'm sorry if this offends you but your dad said I should get it off my chest so I can feel better and stop being a hater every time I see you with a girl." I took a deep breath and waited for his answer.

There was none. He stared at me in shock and I couldn't tell if he was angry or overwhelmed. "I'm sorry, Chres."

He nodded and smiled, rubbing the back of his head. "Well, you're right, I'm not gay, but I don't have a problem with you liking me. It's kind of cute." He pinched my cheek and walked upstairs, leaving me looking dumbfounded.

(A/N : This is just fiction. Remember that. The characters aren't gay in real life.  I'll do a part 2 at some point. Enjoy, comment, and vote. I'm still taking requests btw.)