Syn#1:Heaven is a Syn away MxM (Staten Krown)

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I was sitting in the dining room with the speakerphone on. T-Boy was
there. Sampson was on the other line.

He had just admitted that he wrote that poem for me.

"You wrote that for me?" I asked.

I had asked it as if I hadn't heard him the first time. It was a stupid
move because Sampson repeating it would just further confirm all the
emotions that were in that poem.

"Yeah. I know it was selfish. I wanted everyone to know. I see all
these guys chasing you and T-Boy was over there claiming you. I know you
was never really mine, but I felt like I was robbed."

I looked over at T-Boy. He looked pissed. I shouldn't have made the
call. I should have just left it alone. I had no idea that Sampson felt
that way about me. The way he was speaking was so beautiful though. He
was letting so much of him out. If T-Boy was feeling this, he didn't know
how to voice it. Sampson was good at that.

"I never knew you felt like that."

T-Boy was just sitting there silent. He was biting his lip as though
trying not to spas. I thought about hanging up the speakerphone, but T-Boy
looked like he was going to spas anyway. What did a little more matter?

"Yeah I did. Ha, its funny cause I was such an idiot with Ma's
situation.
I still don't believe she did that, but even though we have our
differences I still love you."

"I love you too, man."

I just felt like I had to say that. I didn't want to sound rude.

"No, not like that well I do love you like that. I do have that
brotherly love for you, but sometimes it gets a little deeper then that."

That was when I saw T-Boy get up. It was almost like he wasn't still
wearing a cast. He walked across the room without the aide of the crutch.
He walked right up to the speakerphone in fury.

T-Boy yelled into the speakerphone, "You jealous piece of shit!"

"T-Boy," I said, pushing him away from the speakerphone as though I was
breaking up a fight between the two of them in real life.

T-Boy smacked his hand off me, "Don't touch me!"

As he smacked my hand back he want over to the wall as though trying to
calm himself down. I wondered why he didn't want to leave the room. He
was still trying to hear the conversation.

"Sampson did you write the notes too?"

"Yeah, I'm so sorry. I made Shane give them to you. I know it was wrong
to do all those things. I really regret it. I know I can't be with you
but even though it's hard. I'll accept that. I just at least want to be
friends."

"Ok oh, Sampson. I liked the poem."

I had to tell the truth. I didn't care if it made T-Boy mad really. My
theory behind why I kept adding to the flame was because T-Boy was already
mad. He was already acting like a baby about the entire situation. He
always wanted to get his way. Sampson just said he just wanted to be
friends. What was so bad about that?

T-Boy walked out of the room. I myself, said goodbye to Sampson and then
hung up the phone.

I went around in a state of euphoria. I couldn't believe it!

Sampson had a crush on me! This whole time! He sounded so sweet even
saying he wanted to stay friends.

I hugged my pillow tightly as soon as I got in my room. It was so
fucking hard to believe. I mean Sampson! I also sighed to know that Shane
wasn't gay and didn't like me. That meant I could keep being friends with
Shane.