If lies could be read

I know what its like

Kevin's POV

I feel as though I can tell him he just poured his heart out to me so I should do the same this feels like a safe space.

"Well once upon a time....."
"Seriously?" He interrupts.
"Shut up its my story."

"Once upon a time....there was a 10 year old boy he always knew he was different but couldn't work out why.
Before you ask no it was not because he was gay or because he was obsessed with Star Wars ."
I feel Clyde's head look up at me but I carry on.
"His mom had this terrible condition no one could ever fully control it and never has anyone been able to get rid of it.
The mom and dad did their best to keep her stable but it wasn't her they had to worry about. The couple had of course a son and daughter, twins they were the best thing they could have asked for but little did they know that one of their precious kids were just like their mum. I'll give you a hint it wasn't the daughter."

I feel a tear form in my eyes. Clyde notices and wipes it away. "Go on" he says softly.

"The boy had always acted strange, one minute he was happy and full of life the next he was talking about death and wouldn't get out of bed.
The mom always tried to talk to him but he would scream at her to go away. It was then that she knew he was like her he had....." I take a deep breath "b-bipolar". Clyde is hugging me tightly.
"It's rare in kids so she wasn't sure, she went to the kids father and they took him to a specialist and of course their fears were correct he did have this incurable disorder.
At the age of 13 he got out of control. His mum became unstable because of the stress and tried to kill herself in a manic depressive state, and so she was put into a mental hospital until she was thought to be secure.
The boy was becoming more mania than depressed which was the opposite to his mother and his dad didn't know much about mania.
The boy saw multiple therapists and specialists who helped him through everything. He was given treatment and to this day still takes it but he isn't as messed up as before." I conclude still teary.

"Thank you for trusting me with this" Clyde said with Care. "Well you opened up to me this is like our safe space."
"You're right, ok we'll make a pact you may be bebes 'GBF' but your my.... 'BFF'" Clyde says shyly. I've never had a proper best friend except for the whole Bebe thing. "Ok then but I've never actually had a best friend." I admit.

"Neither have I that's why we'll be such good besties because we don't know what we're doing" Clyde chuckles.
"So besties" I say putting a hand out for a fist pump. "Besties" he returns making the same action cupping his hand around my fist. "Dude this is super gay" I whisper jokingly.
He sighs, "Seriously, we're having a moment and you just have to go and do that again."

"Yep its my thing to ruin moments, literally there was this kid in my old school he tried to kiss me and right at that moment I bent down to tie my shoe laces." Clyde bursts into fits of laughter. "I'm just imagining it in my head." He says through chuckling.

"God if only I'd got it on video I could have made some cash" I say laughing.

*Time skip 1 hour*

"Ugh do I have to go?" Clyde argues.
"Yes you do, Bebe wanted to look her best for you and that means that you will play in this football game."
"But I hate football" Clyde whines "I'll get my shirt dirty"
"And I thought I was the gay drama queen". I mutter.
Clyde huffs and we walk out his house.
"Do I have to?" He whines again for the 4th time.
"Yes you do you're the quarter back you're ment to be more enthusiastic"
"But....but"
"Just think about Bebe do you want to disappoint her?"
He sighs and stops we are about a minute away from the school now.
I bet he'll start to throw a tantrum.

What a baby.
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