Geoff woke up to the sound of yelling. It was pretty usual for his dad to get drunk and yell at everyone, so he decided to ignore it. He pulled his pillow over his head, hoping that it would stop.
"All three of you, absolutely useless!"
Geoff frowned. Says him, he doesn't even do anything around the house. His dad mopes and cries and doesn't even cook dinner for them, literally the simplest thing he could do for the family.
"If your mother was here-"
Geoff felt anger boil up inside him. How dare he? He didn't know what his mother was thinking.
"She would be so disappointed. Not only do all three of you do absolutely nothing, your grades are terrible! Imagine the look of disappointment on her face because you don't care."
Geoff had had enough. He got out of bed- still only in his Zelda boxers- and went downstairs. "Shut up," He stared firmly at his father. "You wouldn't even get out of bed if you could. Becky does all the cooking. Sarah and I do all the cleaning. Don't be rude. They do more than you ever will." He basically growled.
"Oh, shut up Geoffrey," his father rolled his eyes. "You don't even know what you're talking about. You don't know anything, according to your grades. A 'c-' in English? What bullshit is that?!"
"I-I tried my hardest," Geoff said quietly. "You see me do my homework! Sometimes I don't even get any sleep at night! Same as Becky and Sarah!" Geoff was upset now. "Why are you being like this?!"
"Because I feel like it. Are you kidding, Geoff? It's because I care!" His father snapped.
"You don't care and I know you don't! You never ask how we are, you never interact, you don't even talk! Do you know how many times I've cried myself to sleep this week? Most of it because of you?" Geoff whispered.
"Crying is for girls." His dad pointed out.
Geoff felt his heart break. He didn't know what else he was feeling. "Crying is normal."
"Crying is for girls. What are you, gay or something?" He joked.
Geoff felt his heart break even more. He didn't know his dad was a homophobe. He went silent, looking at the floor.
"Are you gay?" His father questioned, sternly this time.
Geoff didn't answer.
"I-I think it's time to go to bed-" Sarah spoke up.
"Shut up, Sarah!" Geoffrey snapped. "Geoffrey Donald Wigington, answer me right now!" He raised his hand to hit Geoff.
Geoff gasped out and shook his head. "No! N-no, I'm not, I only like girls!" He said quickly. "Please don't hit me!"
"Get the fuck out of my face. All three of you." Geoffrey growled. He watched as the three of them scurried off, Geoff looking terrified.
"Gee, its okay," Sarah said softly. "You can sleep with us tonight, alright?"
Geoff nodded, tears starting to roll down his face. He went into Becky and Sarah's room, helping Becky push the two beds together. "I'm sorry." He whispered, climbing into the middle of the bed.
"It's not your fault, Geoff," Becky said softly. "Go put on a shirt though, you're all hairy and gross:"
Geoff giggled quietly and got up, running to his room to pull on the first shirt he found. He ran back, diving onto the bed and consequently landing on Sarah's stomach.
"Ow, Geoff!" Sarah groaned, almost winded by the heavy boy. "Get off, you weirdo!"
He giggled cuddled up to the two girls, a smile breaking out into his face through his tears. "Guess what?" He said softly.
"What?" Becky asked, pulling her arm out from underneath Geoff. "You're the clumsiest little shit in the universe?"
"No. I-I got Awstens phone number today," Geoff said softly. "I helped him clean up his nosebleed and I sat at the lunch table with him a-and-" Geoff smiled. "We texted. And I sent a love heart to him, and he did one back!"
"Is that why you were dancing around your room before?" Sarah giggled.
"Yup." Geoff grinned. "I can't wait to see him tomorrow. I'm gonna write him a letter later."
"You do that, Gee. But you should get some sleep. Night." Becky pulled the blankets up to her neck.
"What Becky said," Sarah smiled. "Night Gee."
Geoff mumbled a goodnight, closing his tired eyes to dream about the boy he loved.
