"Ash?" Drew knocked on my door. I ended up not going downstairs after Jace left and spent the rest of the afternoon watching Netflix and reading, anything to get my mind off of Jace and what had happened. I still couldn't believe Jace would do something like that, and I had no idea why I even trusted him.

I eventually came to the conclusion that everyone in my life were assholes, with the exception of Drew and my mum. I threw a shoe at the door to let Drew know he could come in. Yeah, I know it's a strange thing to do, but my dad had always done that when we were kids and I guess it rubbed off on Drew and I.

Drew opened my door and I immediately saw his face, which was plastered with concern. He came over and punched my shoulder softly. "You okay, bro?"

I raised my eyebrows at him and pulled him down to sit next to me on my bed. "Is Jace still here?"

"No, we fought after he left your room. He wouldn't tell me what happened, and you didn't come down from your room, so I told him to leave."

"He's an asshole. Oh, and I'm gay." I word vomited, but I guess he needed to know if I told him some of the things that had happened between Jace and I. I wasn't going to tell Drew all of what happened but just enough, hopefully. You couldn't ever trust my word vomit.

Drew let out a wild laugh, and placed both of his hands on my shoulders. He looked me square in the eye and rolled his eyes.

"I know that, idiot. Did you think you were hiding it well? Ashy, you look like a gay sonic boom. A word of advice though, don't tell Dad or Mum."

"Oh my shit, you've learnt sarcasm. I've rubbed off on you. Also, 'gay sonic boom'? I do not!" I said, placing a hand over my heart and sighed, feigning hurt. "And as for your word of advice: I don't even talk to Dad so I'm not gonna tell him and Mum won't know, because I happen to like living here. "

Drew nodded at me and his expression got serious. "So what happened between Jace and you?"

I sighed and told him everything; despite wanting to only tell half. "I'm so sorry, Ash. I knew Jace was an ass, but I didn't know he was that bad. You're like his little brother and he used you! I can't stomach that." Drew said in confused shock.

"Yeah, well, imagine how I feel! But it's fine. Really." I lied just to get him out of my room. I loved Drew and all, but I hated sympathy. It made me feel weaker than I already am. Although I've got my sarcasm and sass as a defense - which helped - I still had my bad moments. Like now.

"Okay. I'm going to go and see Macie anyways."

"Why are you going to go see Macie? Isn't she with Louis?" I asked, confused. It wasn't unusual for Drew to go see Macie; she was like our little sister, but I thought she was with Louis.

"Not right now and because she needs help with her maths homework and since I'm good at maths..." Drew trailed off. I could tell Drew was lying right now, but I didn't push it because I was way too tired for any more drama today.

I rolled my eyes at Drew and motioned at him to stand up and leave my room. "Yeah, we know, we know. Hey, don't tell Jace I said anything okay?"

Drew gave me a thumbs up and smiled at me, leaving my room. I sighed and flopped back down on my bed. How did life get so confusing?

I rubbed my eyes and checked the time. 4:00 PM. I might as well go get some food. With that thought in mind, I made my way downstairs. I grabbed a banana and turned the TV on, only to find out that the news was on. I groaned and shut the TV back off. I sunk into the couch, eating my banana. I had school tomorrow; which meant I had to see Jace and Macie and Louis. Why couldn't it be holidays already?

"Ashy, is that you? Or Andrew?" My mum called out, coming down the stairs.

I stayed where I was and sighed. "Have you ever noticed that you say Drew's full name but not mine? Is it because Drew's the more proper one?"

Mum chuckled and came and sat down beside me. "We've always called Drew 'Andrew', your father and I. And you've always been Ashy. Though, you're right; you're my bad boy and Drew's my good boy."

I scoffed at my mum, and chuckled bitterly. Drew? A good boy? Please! If only she knew that he was going out to clubs with Jace, she'd ground him for life. Just because we lived in the rough part of town didn't mean we were like other South Siders. Our family didn't have house parties until one in the morning or yell and scream all night long.

Well, that is, after my father left, we didn't, but Mum and I often like to pretend that he doesn't exist by not talking about him.

"Sure, Mum. How'd you sleep anyways?" I asked her, getting up and throwing my banana peel in the bin.

"You really should eat more than you do, Ashy. You're too skinny. If you want a nice girl, you gotta bulk up." Mum said, changing the subject. I didn't know why she did it, but I didn't feel like pursuing the matter.

"What, like Johnny down the road?" Johnny was a really bulky and hot guy that I'd known since I was three, he was five years older than me.

"Yeah, except Johnny's gay, didn't you hear? It's disgusting." Mum spat as my heart sank. My mum was a huge homophobe. I nodded at her, trying to hide my disappointment.

"Really? I didn't know that, but I don't really care anyways. I'm going back up to my room." I said, going upstairs and not waiting for Mum's response. Once I got to my room, I got into bed and banged my head against the wall. Mum would kick me out of the house if I told her I was gay. I don't think I would survive that. Mum and I were so close.

I sighed, pushing my bad thoughts out of my head and played on my phone for a few hours. At around 7pm, I decided to go to bed, for lack of ideas of something better to do. That is, until my phone started ringing.

Calling: Jace the Fatty.

Should I accept or decline?

Edited by: LarryShipSails
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