Break Away

The Night of Poker pt. 2

Tristan pov~

There are a few other kids here...one looks like a freshman but he's just really short I think. To nervous to ask...but they are kinda cu-oh hell no, I'm not here to check out guys...fuck my gay ass. I sigh inwardly. "You okay man?" Dae asked, "Yeah...just...how many more people a-are coming?" I started feeling anxious...damn social anxiety..."uhm, about 5 now I think?. Why?" ...shit..."I uh...h-have a slight c-case of s-social an-anxiety..." "Then why'd you decide to come here?" "I n-needed a reason t-to get out o-of the house..." did I forget to mention I don't have friends? Like, at all? "Is something wrong? You're shaking." Dae approached me cautiously, he helped me to the couch. I sat down slowly, my elbows on my knees, trying to calm myself down. I started taking deep breaths, knowing I was getting a few stares from the others. Two more people came in, the shorter one came over to me, he looked short for his age, definitely my age though...he handed me something and sat down on the floor in front of me...a vape..."I-I do-don't smoke..." he sighed softly "it's a tranquilizer" he spoke calmly, "its meant to help people calm down, there's no nicotine I promise" the taller one whispered something to Dae. The shorter one elbowed him in the leg. "Ow, you little shit!" The shorter one laughed quietly. "Just try it, you'll feel better I promise." How do I tell him I've never smoked or vaped before? I don't have asthma but even then, I still coughed from second hand smoke. I think just because it caught me off guard...slowly I lifted it up to my lips, I tried inhaling and then...I started coughing. He had me try again and I coughed less but my lungs burned so he didn't make me do it again. Minus the burning of my lungs, I feel calmer somehow. I guess it worked..."Th-thanks" "You're welcome." He smiled softly, "My name's Quinn." "...Tan..." "Nice, this is my brother Zayn." The taller one, Zayn, looked over at me and saluted me before going back to his conversation with one of the others. There was another kid with glasses that seemed...interesting to talk to, I was about to make my way over but uh...he got pushed against the wall and who I'm assuming is his boyfriend, was shoving his tongue down his throat so that's not an option...I turned away slowly, making my way back to the couch to Quinn. I talked with him for a while before I heard Dae yell upstairs "Brother, get yo ass down here right now!" I heard him yell back , "Give me a goddamn minute Dae!" Dae sighed, obviously irritated. Same man, same...I text Naiya real quick...

Bro😬🤓: there's so many guys here!!! Help me!

Sis🥳: r they cute???

Bro😬🤓: oh definitely but they're all straight I think...except for 2 of them...one has a tongue shoved in his throat...

Sis🥳: well damn, at least he got someone

Bro😬🤓: wow thx sis, ur gr8

Sis🥳: oh shut up, you luv me

Bro😬🤓: I hav 2 but wutever u say😅

Sis🥳: go talk 2 someone that's not me I have friends over and they are nagging me rn so go play with ur boy toys

Bro😬🤓: I will personally stab u wen I get home

Sis🥳: okie good luck ya doof

I rolled my eyes and put my phone in my pocket to look up and see everyone staring at me, and someone breathing down my neck, making me shiver. "It's game time bitches!!!" said the one with glasses, "calm yourself babe" said the boyfriend of Glasses. "Yeah, chill the fuck out Ben we're all here." Quinn added. Ben. That's his name. "Heh, sorry" he said, blushing slightly when his boyfriend wrapped his arm around his waist. I want somebody to do that to me...I had a boyfriend...he left me for a girl...I don't trust girls very much anymore...I only trust my mom and sister but even sometimes they lie too...I want a boyfriend...I sighed, getting up and going over to the table, where everyone was waiting, straddling a chair and rolling up my sleeves. "Let's play..."

Dae pov~

Tristan seemed off. He seemed oddly confident about playing poker. But- holy shit he won! Damn, he did a sneak attack and won...looks like we have competition now!

Zayn pov~

The newbie won...I usually win. Alistair and Ash won't like this...I take a hit from my vape, exhaling slowly...

Alistair pov~

He fucking sneak attacked me and won. I was so goddamn close and he won! Goddamnit, I'm actually going to have to try this time...

Ash pov~

I held Ben close, I folded, the new kid won, how? He looks like he's never played before! He was the kid Alex grabbed yesterday...I took a drag from the joint Alex passed me, shotgunning with Ben...my adorable boyfriend...I pulled him into my lap as he shuffled the cards...

Tristan pov~

I won! Haha bitches looks like you got some competition! Good luck boys...

~after a few more rounds~

I sigh, leaning against the table. "Full house. Buck up." I smirked to myself. I heard a growl from the other side of the table and then saw Zayn get punched by Quinn. Ben giggled, probably high off his ass. They all started handing over money. "You never said you were a fucking poker master!" Quinn said, "Yeah well I used to have friends before I moved so yeah." I retorted. "You seem to be doing better now." Dae stated, I nodded in response. Alistair and Ben's boyfriend looked pissed off and I smirked to myself again. I checked the time. 10:30...shit... "I have to get going...my mom said to be back by 11." I said quietly, folding up my winnings and putting them in my pocket. "Okay, it was nice getting to know you a bit, you just seemed really quiet...but your nice, maybe join us next Friday?" Dae asked, I was a little surprised, no one ever asks me over more than once... "uh, yeah, sounds fun, and thanks...for getting me out of my shell a bit...I'm k-kinda a mess I guess..." I chuckled nervously. "Don't worry, we all are- ow!" Dae started before getting kicked and shushed by Alistair, "uh, sorry." He said. I said good bye to the others, once again, Ben had a tongue down his throat, I sighed softly and went outside, getting on my bike and going home.

~at home~

I quietly put my bike away, going inside. "Hello darling. Did you have fun?" My mom scared the shit out of me by popping out of the kitchen, "Geez! Y-yeah it was fine, I-I won." Mom smiled at me, "Good, I'm glad. There's a little bit of left over dinner in the fridge if you're hungry." "Okay, thanks." "I'm just cleaning up, I'm going to bed so good night darling." She said softly, hugging me before going upstairs. "Night..." I said, going into the kitchen. I was a little hungry so I ate a little and took my medicine before going upstairs. I got lost in my thoughts. Did they like me? Or are they just trying to get to know me to use me against myself? I had to stop, I played my music quietly, slipping my headphones on after getting pajamas on, I fell asleep listening to my music.

[This next part is a little steamy but not that bad]
~in Tristan's dream~
(3rd person pov)

He laughed and smiled quietly, playing poker with the guys, Ben and Ash slightly distracted with half-making-out and half playing the game. Zayn and Quinn vaping and talking about their other brothers. Alistair and Dae in a glare match over something dumb. Alex and Bonny eating chips and talking while playing. He smiled again at everyone, glad he actually left the house for once, he gets up and goes to the bathroom. After going to the bathroom he opened the door to Alistair waiting. "Oh, s-sorry..." he said quietly. Alistair whispered, "Shhh" before pushing him against the wall and kissing him roughly. Tristan, shocked, kisses back, wrapping his arms around his neck, staying quiet as Alistair slips his tongue into his mouth and wraps his arms around Tristan's waist, deepening the kiss as he pulls him closer. They closed the bathroom door...

~4:25am~

I sat bolt up-right, panting and sweating. What the hell was that?! And why did it happen?! And why him?! I got up to go to the bathroom and open the window for fresh air...why Alistair? I wondered...I settled back in bed after a while, examining my arms...old scars...old memories...I felt the itch again but ignored it...mom said if I ever felt like cutting again to tell her...I'm scared though. The last time I cut Naiya found me in the bathroom, passed out on the floor from blood loss...it was right after we moved too...only a few weeks ago...I'm weak...pathetic...disappointment...disgusting...ugly...I sighed, not realizing I started crying, I wiped the tears away and rolled my sleeves down, getting comfortable again and drifting off to my music...