I walked in the house, expecting everyone to be asleep. Anthony had
left me in front of the house. He was pissed. I had said goodnight to him
several times, but he just drove off ignoring me. I didn't feel that bad
though. He was using me to get attention anyway. I was on display the
entire night.I was just depressed as I made my way up the stairs. I was dragging
my feet. I couldn't believe Sampson had played me again, but this time in
front of all those people. It was hard to believe."What's up?" Byron asked, as soon as I got to the top stairs.
He was sitting outside his bedroom, which was right at the top of the
stairs. He looked like he was more sad then I was. I was surprised that
he was talking to me, actually. I thought he would be sort of pissed since
we had been arguing earlier."Um nothing, it was good," I answered, softly, "What's up with you?"
"Nothing," he said and smiled, "I was just thinking about what you
said earlier. When you said that I should be real with myself instead of
being well phony.""Oh," I replied. Byron definitely was kind of phony.
"Well, what if that is really who I am?" he asked, "What if my
personality 'really' is helpful and nice?""Is it?"
Byron paused and just stared, "I really don't know anymore. I was
just thinking about that. I want to thank you though because you were
right about something else.""What is that?"
"You were right in saying I fall in love too quick," he said, looking
at me.I went in front of his door and sat with him. Byron's issue of lust
was something that everyone felt. It was only that Byron's feelings were
intensified. He thought lust was love immediately because of how strong
the feeling came on. I wondered if Sampson too felt lust when he had told
me he loved me. Sampson had known me for a lot longer then Byron before he
said it though."I was just bullshitting," I lied, just so I didn't have to say that
I'd told him so."No, you were right," he explained, "its deeper then it really is too.
It is about my past."Talking about Byron's past! He hadn't told me anything about running
a multi-million dollar organization as of yet. It was almost like he
skipped past that part in his whole little introduction to me."What happened?" I asked, really interested.
"I used to have a friend," he explained, "We grew up together. He was
my best friend. I would have done anything for him not to get hurt, but in
the end he did get hurt. His name was Robbie.""Robert McKnight?" I asked.
"Yeah," he said, not surprised that I knew the name, "Robbie became
leader of the Syndicate at 18. He was really just a symbol, but I went
along with him for the ride. Robbie only loved two things though. He
loved power and he loved a boy named Damien.""He didn't love you?"
"No not the way he loved power and he loved Damien," Byron assured me,
"It made sense that Byron and I should have been together. We just
happened to both be gay. It didn't work out though. I couldn't even
approach Robbie romantically because he was always so draped with thoughts
of being with Damien.""That sucks," I said. It really fucking did.
"No, what sucked was that Damien didn't love Robbie," Byron explained,
"Damien loved another guy. Robbie did everything in his power to get
Damien to love him, but it didn't work. Damien and the other guy had this
connection that I'd never seen before. I'm yet to see it."
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Syn#1:Heaven is a Syn away MxM (Staten Krown)
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