🥀𝓐𝓬𝓽 𝓛𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓜𝓮🥀 𝓜 𝓐 𝓘 𝓡 𝓘🥀

¤Twenty-Two¤

¡Kairi¡

°five years ago°

Being in Eighth grade, and feeling affectionate towards your best friend wasn't my legitimate goal. But could I really be blamed for such thoughts? Yeah, okay maybe I can. But, Mattia, man, Mattia Polibio is just a different breed.

Good and bad. (Iykyk)

He's funny, caring, cute, and just overall my type. But, it scared me. Scared me to even think that I liked him, or wanna date him. "Kairi! Mattia's here!" I groaned, sitting up from my bed. I yelled back an 'okay' and sat in my desk chair, waiting for him to burst through the door.

"What's up fucker!" He yelled, throwing his bag on my bed, slamming the door. I widened my eyes, standing up to cover his mouth. "Shut the fuck up, Mattia! You tryna get me in trouble? You already know how she is about cussing." I exclaimed, and he shrugged, moving my hand.

"I know Kai, I'm not dumb. I just like making my grand entrances." I snorted, crossing my arms, "you're hella dramatic." But I suppose that was something I took a liking for. If I had any other choice, it would be to like a girl. A girl, a girl, not a guy, let alone Mattia, gosh of all boys it had to be Mattia.

For what reason?😡

°Present Time°

°Wednesday°

"Kairi, what do I do?" Mattia asked, pacing around his room. His dad was gonna be home any minute, and he was terrified. "Mattia, you need to relax. Everything will be just fine." I tried reassuring him, but he was too focused on his father's beaming voice through the house.

"K-Kairi you gotta go. Like, I'll talk to you later, but right now, at this very moment, you have to leave." He muttered, fixing his hair, as well as his clothes. "Mattia, listen to me. I'm not leaving you. It's okay, I'll stay by your sid-" "no! No, please kai. Please." He begged, and I couldn't help but nod.

"Okay, okay. I'll see you later. Don't go M.I.A on me do you understand?" I questioned him, as I was putting my shoes on. He nodded, "I promise kai, I won't. I'll talk to you later, let's just hope things won't go bad." He muttered, wiping his hands on his pants

I stood up, placing my hands on his shoulders, "Mattia, I can't promise anything, but just know that I love you. Okay? Everything is gonna be okay, and if not, well, you can always come live with me." I half joked, who knew what Mr. Polibio was gonna say, I didn't.

From what mattia told me yesterday, it really did make me scared for myself. Mr. Polibio the man I called my second father, the man I thought who loved me as his own, hates us. Us as in gays, and that really did change my perspective of him.

"Bye Kairi." Mattia whispered, caressing my cheek, I smiled, kissing his cheek. "Bye mattia." I let him go, and walked out his room, and down the stairs. "Nice to see you back, Mr. Polibio. How are you?" I spoke, when I seen him standing in the kitchen. "Is that Kairi? Ah, don't tell the rest, you've been my favorite! Ive been great! How have you been?" He asked, patting my shoulder.

I smiled, 'I won't be his favourite for too long now' I shrugged. "I'm doing great as well. Nice seeing you again, bye Mrs. Polibio. Tell Mattia to call me later." And I left just as quick. I know I shouldn't leave mattia.