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

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~What's it going to be?

I looked at Sampson. His mouth moved a little bit like he was going to

give an answer, but then he stopped as though he had actually realized the

depth of the question. He looked humiliated and confused. The question

that Byron asked was who did he like better between Byron and I. I guess

he realized that was a really serious question.

"You can't even answer that can you?" Byron asked.

Sampson didn't even get out a word. The two of them were looking at each

other like we were in some kind of Danielle Steel novel. They all were so

serious (except me) in this lonely gaze as Byron set forth his dramatic

ultimatum. I stared smiling at the mess I put myself in this time.

Sampson looked at Byron and started to explain, "I like Syn, but you are

more of the type to be in a relationship with."

I laughed a little. I mean; it was funny shit to hear. I didn't know how

to exactly take it. It felt like a slap in the face actually. I looked at

Byron and saw the tension ease off his face a little. That felt even

worse. It was almost like he felt good hearing that I was just a 'thing'

while Sampson really wanted to be in a relationship with Byron.

"What are you laughing at?" Byron asked, with this irked tone.

"You two are so dramatic to me," I explained and then turned away, "Sampson

doesn't have to pick me. You two deserve one another."

"Fuck you!" Byron shouted at me.

I couldn't believe Byron had screamed at me that loudly. He hadn't only

screamed at me, but he'd taken a few steps toward me as though he was going

to swing at me. I backed away trying not to laugh. I mean, not too long

ago this guy was stalking me and now he was trying to fight me off.

"Fuck me?" I asked, turning my head as though wondering if he was really

talking to me, "Listen once again, I'm not going to chase your boyfriend.

Clearly I'm not his ideal relationship partner."

Sampson quickly defended himself, "Damn, Syn. I didn't mean it like that "

"Whatever. That isn't the point," I argued and then continued, "The best

thing is lets all get over ourselves. I mean; we are all young attractive

males. We don't need to be carrying all these heavy emotions, do we?"

"Fuck you!" Byron continued to hiss.

I could see he got louder. I didn't understand what parts of my words were

making him so angry. I guess it was because maybe he was really in love

with Sampson and felt like I was downplaying the strength of his

affections. Maybe Byron was just insecure that I was right in thinking he

was overreacting to this.