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~Skye's POV~

“He hates me. He said I’m not worth it. I’m alone it this world…I have no one.” I said before I broke down in tears.

Blake didn’t say anything for awhile, making me believe that he agreed with my father. I covered my face with the blanket. The whole world was turning against me, just because of who I was. Why was it so difficult for them to accept me? I was a human being too; I had feelings just like the rest of the world.

I heard Blake take a deep breath. “Who hates you Skye?”

I peeked at him from under the blanket. I didn’t want to tell him. Absolutely no one knew my secret, why would tell it to someone I just met a day ago? I chose to remain silent.

“Skye, who is it? I can’t help you if you don’t comply.” He sounded like he really wanted to help him. But what if I told him, and he ran away from me as if I had or was a disease.

Wait, he was actually willing to help me? Impossible.

“If you don’t want to say anything, then I’m leaving.” He got up and made his way to the door.

“He was about to pull the door open when I said, “My dad. My dad hates me.”

I was pretty sure if I could see his expression it would have weirdo written all over it.

“How can your dad hate you? He’s gone.”

“He hates me because I’m…” I was hesitant. I was now or never. I guess the truth had to come out sooner or later. I honestly preferred later.

“You’re? What Skye, what are you?”

I pulled the covers over my head again. “I’m gay.” My voice was muffled but I knew he had heard what I said.

Blake let out a huge sigh. “Damn Skye, I thought you were going to say you’re a suicidal maniac or something. How could you scare me like that?”

I uncovered my face and stared and him in disbelief. Was he for real? Wait, maybe he was buttering me up so he could beat me senseless. I continued to keep my guard up.

“Are you serious?” I asked with raised eyebrows.

He looked at me strangely. “Of course I’m serious Skye. What’s wrong with you?”

“So you’re not going to go all psycho on my ass and beat me up, now are you?” he let out a laugh.

It actually sounded like he was laughing because made a joke, and not because he was making fun of me.

“Dude, you can be assured, I won’t beat you up.” He was still recovering from his fit of laughter.

“So, you’re cool with me being gay?” I asked slightly hesitant.

He nodded and smiled at me. I was so happy right now. I wanted to run around and jump for joy. He accepted me. Someone actually accepted me. The smile on my face faded what if he suddenly changed his mind? What if no one else accepted me the way Blake did?

“Uhh Skye? Could I turn on the light? It’s really dark in here.” Blake said, his voice sounding so near but not really knowing where he was.

I was a little shocked at his question. I had completely forgotten that the lights were out. I had been sitting in the darkness for the entire day that I guess I became a part of it.

I nodded at him. “Yea, it’s cool.”

Within a minute the lights came on and my eyes had to adjust to this new found light.

Blake gasped when he saw me. I looked at him in horror. “Blake, what’s wrong? Is there something on my face?”

I felt my face and looked at my hands. There was absolutely nothing on them.

“Skye, you look…horrible. It’s as if you’ve been living in the woods without clean water or food.” he said still looking at me.

I got up and went to the bathe\room that was connected to my room. My mouth fell open when I saw my reflection.

My hair was all messed up and the bags under my eyes were so bad, it looked like I’d been beaten up numerous times.

I walked back into my room and forced out a smile. “I see why you looked as if you were watching a horror movie; I look like I just stepped out of one.”

He smiled nervously. He probably didn’t want to laugh at my ‘joke’, because he didn’t want to offend me.

“Anyway, I’m going to take a shower now. You could wait downstairs if you like; I’ll only take about twenty minutes.”

He smiled then left the room. I walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower so the water could get heated up. I looked in the mirror again. Oh boy, did I look horrible! I felt like I had the urge to scream. I always took care of my appearance. This would definitely not happen again.

I stripped down and stepped into the shower. The warm water felt like heaven on my skin. I closed my eyes and let the water just take me in. I grabbed my shower get and soaped up my body.

A few minutes later, I walked into my room with a towel around my waist. I gasped when I saw Blake knelt down at my bedside.

“Blake, what are you doing in here?” he got up quickly, his eyes going wide.

“Uhh…I’m sorry Skye…I…uhh…I left my cellphone inhere. I just came up to get it.” He averted his eyes to the window.

I looked around and spotted his phone on the other side of the bed. “Hook, there it is.”

I bent down to pick it up, but as I came back up my head bumped into Blake’s causing him to put his hand to his hand causing the towel to slip from my waist in the process.

Both our eyes grew wide. I couldn’t move; I seemed to be frozen. Blake was sitting on the floor and looking me up and down. He shook his head and moved back against the bed.

I picked the towel up and covered myself. “Uhh Blake, I…”

“Skye, I’m sorry. I’ve got to go.” He said and hurried out of my room and down the stairs.

I slapped my palm against my forehead. It wasn’t like I was the cause of what happened, but I still felt awkward. What if he really hated me now? Or worse, what if he thought I was coming on to him.

I dried myself off and put on a pair of boxers. I mean, what if this got out at school? I started to panic. I walked around my room and stopped when I heard a knock on my door.

“Skye? It’s Sam, can I come in?”

I rushed to my closet for some clothes. ”Hold on a minute, I’m getting dressed.”

Once I was fully clothed, I walked to my bedroom door and opened it. Sam was standing there looking tired of waiting.

“Yea, what is it?” I asked, not really caring about what he had to say.

“Uhh, Blake left and he told me he’d see you in school tomorrow.” My eyes widened. Did he mean it? Did he really want to see me again, well my face at least.

“Oh, okay cool.” I was about to close the door, but Sam stopped it with his foot. “Sam, what is it? I want to close the door.”

“We need to talk.” Shit. The four deadly words.

Usually when a girl said it to a guy, it meant ‘it’s over’. But when anybody else said it, it basically meant, ‘run dude, you’re about to die’.

“What about?” I asked half interested and the other half scared beyond belief. No, actually I was more scared than anything else.

“I’d prefer to come in. we can’t talk about it out here.” he said. He had that serious look in his eyes, the one people had when they were making an important business transaction.

I stepped aside so he could come in. I checked outside to make sure the hallway was clear before I closed the door.

There was an awkward silence. This as weird because Sam and I could talk about almost anything. I mean, my parents forced me to give him ‘the talk’. I shivered involuntarily.

“This is important. I mean, I’ve had an idea but I just need to make sure.” He said while playing with his fingers.

“Sam, you’re not making any sense.”

“Uhh…how do I put this?” he seemed to be searching for words.

“Sam, just spit it out!” I was starting to get a little bit annoyed.

“Skye, are you gay?” I though I just had a heart attack and died.

Fuck! How the hell did he find out? I made sure to hide it. Dammit, five years down the drain.

“Well Skye, are you?” he was still waiting for his answer.

A simple word, yet at the same time, a word that could change my entire life. “Yes.”

I just couldn’t lie to him anymore. He was my brother, the only family I had. I knew he’d know if I was lying, so I chose to tell him the truth.

“Damn,” Damn? What the hell was that supposed to mean? “I should have bet on it.”

I looked at him in awe. A bet? He wanted to bet on my sexuality? I was so angry, but surprise overcame that.

“I’m not really sure I understand what’s going on here.”

“I had an idea, I mean I’m not stupid.” He said matter-of-factly.

“But how?”

“One; you’ve never had a girlfriend. Two; you talk about girls in a nice way and never insult them. Lots of guys treat girl like shit.”

I had to admit he was right there. Most guys treated girls like they were toys. You get those super sweet guys who really care, but then the girls turn out to be fucked up.

“And three; you think I never noticed how you gawk at the guys when we go to the beach? I told you, I see everything.”

Damn, this kid didn’t let anything go unnoticed. “So what does this mean?”

“Skye, you’re my brother. It doesn’t matter who or what you are, nothing will ever change that. Besides, it’s not my business if you decide to bat for the other team.”

I gave him a quizzical look but left it at that. I went to my brother and hugged him. I thought he’d freak out, today must have been my lucky day.

“Come on, let’s go.”

“Where we’re going?”

“Pizza. Wait, you did your homework right?”

He gave me that ‘you’ve got to be fucking kidding me right?’ look. “Who are you, my dad?”

I flinched at the word ‘dad’. No but I have that right to tell you what to do. I’m the older one.”

“Yea, you get old and die first.” He said pushing past me and running down the stairs.

I ran after him and he ran out the door. This kid was fast, definitely too much sugar. I caught up to him and we play wrestled on the lawn.

We heard someone clearing' their throat. I looked up and saw it was John. I got up and helped Sam up too.

“Oh, sorry John. We were just kidding around.” He smiled and nodded.

“You boys can have your fun, just not on Vanessa’s flowers. She’ll have a fit.”

“Hey John, could you drive us to the pizza place down town. We’re kind of hungry…for pizza” I flashed him a wide grin.

He laughed. “Sure, let me go get my keys.”

I looked over at Sam and lightly punched his arm. We ran to the car laughing, whole fighting for shotgun.

We ended up having a pizza party back at the house. I felt as if I died and went to pizza heaven.

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