Jerome's POV
We sat there for a good while. Just staring at each other.
My eye swelled up, and now my vision is all wonky. Damn stick. Curse you for living on the ground.
Oh well, not like I'm going to be need sight right now. I crossed my legs, and rested my head on my hand. Man was this boring. If I had the right weapons, I might have already taken these two out. Or at least scared them enough to leave me alone.
Well, they were already scared of me before, so what gives? Why did they even kidnap me if they were scared? They must have baccanapped me for some reason. But what was it?
I desided to break the silence. "So, why did you guys kidnap me?"
Nothing. They just stared. Figures.
I sighed, and grabbed the stick. I started drawing lazily the the dirt. With nothing happening, I started thinking of Mitch.
Surely he has a better start than I do. He probably already got a bow, and maybe some arrows. He must be so hyped about this, he was made for this kind of thing. I bet he wouldn't get into this kind of mess.
I guessed I dozed off too long, cause Jared spoke up.
"What.. What are you drawing?" He was much closer now than he was before. He was kneeling down in front on me, looking at my drawing.
I looked down at the dirt. I apparently drew a picture of Mitch and me. He had a sword and I had Betty.
I sighed, and dropped the stick next to the picture. Jared kept looking at me, I think he wants an answer.
"Just a picture."
"Who's the people in it?" He tilted his head. Why did he want to know about my stupid drawing?
"Me and my buddy, Mitch." I pointed at the drawing of Mitch, then at myself, "That's him, and that's me."
"Is Mitch the guy you were talking about earlier?" Jared sat down, still looking at me.
I didn't feel comfortable with him just staring at me like that and asking all these questions. But it wasn't hurting anything, so I just answered.
"Yeah. He's my best friend. He's pretty cool."
Jared didn't say anything much after that, and just looked at the picture. I looked behind him. Alex was still eyeing my down. Yesh, did this kid ever blink?
"Are you gay?" Jared's voice startled me. And his question startled me even more.
"Excuse me?" I blinked, hopping I heard that wrong.
"Are you gay?" He asked again.
This question dumbfounded me, and made me feel embarrassed. My face felt hot.
Jared clearly noticed, and pointed at the drawing of Mitch.
"Is Mitch your boyfriend?"
My face felt hotter, and I couldn't speak. What was up with this kid?
"Leave him alone, Jared. It's none of your business." Alex's voice caught me and Jared by surprise. My one good eye shot a glance at him, he was sitting down now.
"Just trying to get to know our prisoner better, Alex." He looked at me. "So is he?"
I shook my head no, face still beat red.
That answer seemed to make Jared not happy. He frowned.
"Well do you like him that way?" He pestered on.
I couldn't answer that. I wasnt sure myself.
Did I have a crush on Mitch?
