The Key to My Heart (Or to Baz's Diary)

The Catacombs

Simon

I'm stunned into silence. I don't know what I should be feeling right now. I'm going to the Pitch mansion for the break, stuck playing the role of Baz's boyfriend?

The first thing that comes out of my mouth is, "I didn't know you liked boys." I'm doing my damn best not to get heated too quickly. I'm going to be stuck doing this for a week.

Baz just continues scanning my face. "More so, I've liked a boy. Just one. Never been attracted to anyone else so I guess that makes me gay, yeah."

"So your family is expecting you to bring a boy home for the break and you just roped me in to this shit?" I can't help the sharp edge to my voice, my temper is flying out the window.

Baz looks at his feet. "Well, that's not really the case. Partially though." He takes in a shuddering breath and I can't help thinking that Baz is going to cry in front of me. He doesn't though. But I can tell he's close.

"My family doesn't know I like boys. I never told them. I figured that this was the perfect opportunity to tell them. By bringing a boy home instead of a girl. After the break I'll just tell them you and I broke up. At least then my sexuality won't be a surprise."

What? What?  So I could be walking in to a house full of homophobes, pretending to be their son's boyfriend? Hell no.

"I thought you wanted a small favour Baz!" I stand from my spot on the bed, fists balled at my sides. Baz continues to look at the floor, refusing to meet my eyes. He runs shaky fingers through his hair.

"Please, Simon." It almost scares me. Baz said please and called me Simon. But I can't. There's no way in hell that I can put up with a week of this with anyone, let alone my sworn enemy.

"What'll happen if I don't do this favour? What will the magic do to me?" I ask. It can't be worse than this trip.

I glance at Baz. He's really crying now. I never thought I'd see the day that Baz fucking Pitch cries in front of my face. He gets up and walks to the door. His hand pauses in the knob.

"If you're willing to take that option, find out the consequences yourself." Then he just- walks out. Not another word. I can hear his near silent cries for a few seconds before he disappears down the hallway.

If he's not going to tell me what the consequences are, I'm forced to fucking go. Knowing Baz, he'll probably have this stupid magic bound deal be the death of me if I don't comply. I wait a few seconds before sprinting after Baz on silent feet.

The entire time I trail a few metres behind Baz, making sure that I go unseen and unheard. He stops outside of the boys building and starts -what the fuck- picking flowers?  His crying has stopped, but Baz lets out a couple quiet sniffles as he bunches flower stems in his hand.

When Baz has what appears to be a little bouquet of flowers, he resumes walking, and this time I pick up on where he's heading before we get there.

Baz

I don't know how I'll be able to tell my family if Simon doesn't agree to this. He just watched me break down and I couldn't care less. Let him think what he wants.

So I made myself leave. He can find out what my damn spell will do to him on his own.

Instead, I make my way outside and gather a bunch of flowers before I get to where I've been heading. The only place I can go.

After descending a few flights of stairs, I reach the catacombs. I place the flowers in front of me and kneel down before the only person who I can talk to. The only person who'll listen.