Still Zeke’s P.O.V.
“Zeke!” someone was calling my name, why is some random...oh right. The memories of yesterday and early morning came flooding back to me.
“What?” the sound was muffled by the pillow so it came out as ‘wat’.
“I think your uncle is here, at least that’s what he told me.” I wonder which uncle it is, maybe Uncle Nate.
I shot out of bed grabbed my shirt and pants from the side table. I put my clothes out so I wouldn’t have to go through the trouble of getting them out of my bag. I got my shirt on, but my pants on the other hand, was another story. I already got one leg through, but me being in a rush tried walking towards the door all while attempting to put the other leg through without falling. I had mange to put my leg halfway through, but walking while putting on pants not good combination. I fell hard, my head landing first then my body.
“Owie,” So much for my plan of getting dress.
“ZEKE!” the door open banging against the wall loud. I was busy rubbing my head from when I landed.
“Are you alright?” why does everyone ask ‘if you are alright?’ when they see you on the ground, but in my in case the floor.
“Yeah I’m ok my head just broke my fall.”
“Well as long as you ok,” she turn to walk away, really walking away when I could be injured,” I’m just kidding, let’s go before your uncle thinks I murder you,” she came back and grabbed hold my arm.
“Wait I’m not dressed yet,” we looked down and saw that I only have one leg through my pants leg. How did my other leg make it out of the pants?
“Fine hurry up though cause between me and you, you’re uncle kind of scares me,” she shut the door. I really hope it’s not uncle Nate, the only reason I shot out of bed is that Uncle Drew doesn’t like being kept waiting.
If it’s Uncle Drew, then that’s a whole different story. He would be the one to be laid back and keep clam, go with flow kind of guy. He’s my dad’s brother, while Uncle Nate is married to auntie Storm. Weird names for my dad’s siblings right, but I find them to be unique unlike my name.
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After finally getting my clothes on properly and gather my things, which somehow manage to scatter all around the floor (A/N: hahaha it’s almost like that Lady Antebellum song.) I went to downstairs. As I was approaching the stairs I heard muffle voices like whispers. They were coming from the door that was left of the stairs. That is if you were coming up, which makes the door to my right, since I going down the stairs. Ok that was pretty pointless information.
I know eavesdropping is bad, so I slowly crept up to the door and leaned my ear against the door.
“What do you mean you kissed him?” the voice sounded like it belonged to Keagan.
“Great just great now this just got more complicated then it was before,” yup defiantly Keagan’s voice, but who is he talking to?
“No it hasn’t so he likes him, now all he has to do is tell him without scarrying him,” now who’s this?
“As long as we tell him before he confuses,” how many people are in this room?
“What the hell am I going to do?” hey that’s Stryker’s voice, two down, only two more to go.
“You could always do something romantic, no wait you don’t do those kind of things because of your precious reputation,” the second voice from before spoke with sarcasm dripping at the end.
“Ray give it a rest would you, you guys broke up two years ago, I think,” the third voice said to Rayden.
Ok so far there’s Keagan, Stryker, Rayden and who else’s in there. Come I want a name. I push my ear hard against the door, but foot accidently gave me away. I somehow slammed my foot against the door.
Panic start to build up. What am I going to do? I know, I turned and ran down before the door even opened. I’m in the....
“WHOA!” I missed the two last steps. How? No clue. Not a good time to be clumsy Zeke. The stomping of feet coming down the stairs and from the living room came to a halt to where I lay on the foray.
“You really got to stop being clumsy Z,” sad, yet cheerful voice said from above me. I didn’t even know my eyes were close ‘til I open them to see my uncle Drew standing over me.
I immediately got up and hugged him. He was the first person I came out to. Then slowly my grandparents, I eventually told my whole family. They didn’t care as long as I was happy. He help me through so much. Especially when I was a kid, when everyone had dads to help them with baseball, basketball and all kinds of stuff you do when you’re young. Sadly he moved away with his family. I promised long time ago I wouldn’t cry ‘cause only babies cry.
I was twelve when he got promoted from his job. He went from being at the bottom of the working ladder to running his some company. Did I also forget to mention my auntie is rich also, she too worked hard. If modeling is hard that is.
“I thought you were Uncle Nate, that’s why I was rushing down the stairs,” I muffled against his chest. He chuckled making my head bounce a little.
“Well we better get going,” he pushed me away gently and grabbed my bag from Hopper. I didn’t even realise that they were all standing there. I felt my cheeks burn from embarrassment.
“Before we go could I get your names please,” what is he doing? “I just want to say thank you for looking out for Zeke at time like this. He had us worried when we didn’t find him at home.”
“Oh, I’m Stryker,” Stryker was the first to speak and he pointed out who was who,” that’s Codie, Hopper, Maddie, Keagen, Rayden and Archer .”
“Thank you, especially you December for looking out for Zeke,” her cheeks tinted slightly pink from all the attention she got from the others.
“Not to be rude or anything, but how did you find Zeke if he wasn’t at home?” Maddie ask my uncle.
“From the police officer, he gave me the address to where he dropped off Zeke,” he state like it was simple.
“Can we go now?” I ask him.
“Oh yeah we better hurry before your aunties kill me,” before we left I hugged December, then Maddie, Archer and Rayden. I would’ve hug Keagan, Codie, Hopper and Stryker, but they don’t look the hugging type. So I just turned and left.
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The drive home was silent. Once we pulled up to the driveway of grandma’s house I was pounced on by all my cousins, then my aunties give me death like grip hugs. Eventually we stopped hugging and went into the house and talked about the good old times of things we did in the past. Then Auntie Emily told us we had to get some rest because the day after tomorrow is granny’s funeral.
So here I lay waiting for sleep to take to dream world, which wasn’t happening. I kept tossing and turning. The conversation that I eavesdropped on was playing over and over in my head. Not to mention the kiss, my first kiss nonetheless, I shared with Stryker was it real or some dream that I made up. Nah, it couldn’t be.
What does this all mean does he like me? Is he gay, bi-sexual? Or just messing with me for some sick joke?
Thinking too much eventually landed me in dream world. With last thought.
I wish my dad was here.
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Life is Complicated *BoyxBoy*
Teen Fiction(Use to be called 'How Did My Life Get So Complicated?" but figured it was too long and decided to shorten it and give a different description than it was before). Zeke's life was that of a simple nerd who liked being in the background unnoticed an...
