<Finn>
After Wyatt left it was just Jermey and I. And soon he couldn't take the pressure so it was just me.
Football was my life. Without it, I wouldn't be able to go to college. My family didn't have the money so all this was new for me. After a few minutes alone I ventured outside. I spotted a pool and dipped my feet in. I stared at my reflection in the water and noticed another person appear, it was Jack. His face was all fucked up from today. So was mine. He had a black eye and a busted lip. His cheek was bruised and he looked like he was in pain. He sat down next to me, close, but not too close.
"Do you want to talk about today?" He asked. I didn't answer, I kept my eyes on the water. "Look, I get what you're going through but that's not fair to me. It's not fair to call me out like that in front of the whole school or to use me." Jack started to raise his voice.
"Life isn't fair." I mumbled and was about to get up but a hand grabbed me.
"It's 2020, Finn, I know damn well that everyone in this building accepts me. They accept you." Jack explained.
I didn't think before I spoke. "I'm not a fag like you." I hiss. Jack let's go of me and stands up. I regretted it right away.
"What's wrong with you, Finn!?" He yells. And he looks hurt. "You can't just use me like that! I'm not a toy you can play with whenever you feel like it! I have feelings! You're just lying to yourself if you're saying you aren't gay. Because you kissed me and you liked it. I know you did." He paused to catch his breath and I notice the tears in his eyes and it hurt me. Why was I doing this? And what he was saying... was he right?
"You can't treat people who care about you like shit! I don't know what happens at home but I actually care about you. But I probably shouldn't right? Right! Because you're too much of a pussy to realize who you really are!" And he was gone. I sat back down with my feet in the water. I placed my head in my hands.
Why don't I come clean and just not tell my homophobic father? I mean, he abandoned me, didn't he? I can't stand hurting Jack and yet I keep doing it to save myself from a heartbreak. Because the same thing always happens. I let someone in and they don't like what they see. They take what they like and they leave.
After half an hour of just thinking I search for a room. There are four rooms and Wyatt and Jaeden are already two to a room. Jermey and Chosen are already two to a room. Sophia is the only girl so I'm stuck with Jack, not that I'm complaining.
I knock on the door and he opens it only to close it. I notice the tears on his face. I knock once more. "Please, Jack," I beg. "I'm sorry," I plead. He opens the door and wipes a tear. He crosses his arms and looks at me sternly. "You're right, okay. I grew up in a homophobic household and that's not an excuse. I'll tell the guys if you want me to, just forgive me." I'm practically on my hands and knees at this point.
He moves out of the way and lets me in. I unload my stuff and realize it's one queen size bed. "If you don't want to sleep with me you can sleep on the couch downstairs." I nodded my head. It was late at this point and we both changed into our pajamas. He was wearing plaid pajamas bottoms and a grey t-shirt. I was wearing black joggers and a white t-shirt. We both got in bed and we were pretty close together.
"I'm sorry for what happened at school." I apologize.
"Me too." He agrees.
He turns over so he's facing me. I look at the damage I've done. I frown and kiss each spot on his face and then his lips. "I'll never hurt you again." I promised. I rested my head on his forehead. He cuddled in closer to me.
"You better not." And then we were out like a light.
