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Chapter 6- Who says its cruel to watch gays jump off cliffs? Skye ~~~~ Six o’ clock. My curfew won’t come for another three and a hours. If only time could freeze. “What can I get you to eat?” Jonathan asked me while fumbling through the refrigerator, looking for food for Juliette and Brandon. They sat at the table playing a game of cards. Juliette looked a lot better. “I don’t need anything,” I lied. Actually I was pretty hungry due to the fact that my nerves had eliminated me appetite earlier in the day. My stomach growled. Jonathan laughed when my cheeks turned red. “I’m heating up buttered noodles and chicken for them,” He said. “Want some?” “Sure.” I sat down at the table next to Juliette. “Want to play?” She asked. “No thanks. I suck at card games.” Jonathan put the plates of food in front of us and sat down nest to me. “You know, I like a guy who can cook,” I told him with a smile. “Ooo,” He was pleased. He kissed me softly on the lips and smiled. “Ew, gross!” Brandon was grossed out. Ah, five-year-olds. “Eat your food, short stuff,” Jonathan told her. “So is it like this a lot?” I asked. “Half the time it is, the other half, my parents are home. Usually Darrian is home, but she went to a sleepover,” He explained. “Don’t kiss, its gross!” Brandon interrupted at random. Jonathan laughed. “You know you want to kiss one of those boys you had in your preschool class!” “No I don’t!” She protested with a smile. We got up to clear Page 24 the dishes and Brandon tripped over the table leg, hitting her knee hard on the floor. “Oww!” She began crying. Jonathan picked her up and let her bury her face into his shoulder. “Shh,” He soothed. I was amazed by how caring he is of his sisters. He’s the kind of brother who would kick the a** of any guy that broke the heart of one of those girls. He looked down at her reddened knee. “This doesn’t look so bad,” He said. “Does it?” She shook her head and Jonathan tickled her, making her laugh. “You’ll be fine,” He assured her and put her down. She ran off to the other room. I went over to him and kissed his cheek. “What was that for?” He asked. “Being a great big brother,” I answered. “How’s Juliette?” He gave me a thumbs up, meaning she’s good. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Jonathan ~~~~~~~~ Eight o’ clock. Time flies when you’re having fun, but as we get older, it comes back and hits you like a boomerang. Kind of like a reality check. Skye and I were laying on the couch, watching some really ******** up reality show. The people on the screen were all crying over the dumbest s**t. They should try out a day in my life. I laughed as one gay guy burst into tears, but Skye was silent. Good sign? Bad sign? I looked down into her eyes. “You’re awfully quiet,” I pointed out the obvious. “I’ve been lost for words,” She said “Sorry.” “I won’t let you be sorry for anything,” I said, she smiled and went back to being silent. The next challenge on the zero-star-rated show by Jonathan Murray, was to bungee jump off a cliff. This ought to be something. The one Page 25 gay guy went first, screaming like a little girl. This time Skye laughed with me. “What’s the whole point of this show anyway?” She asked. I laughed. “I should call up the TV network and ask!” She laughed too. “That would be funny.” I turned her chin my direction and kissed her. We were wrapped up in making out, my taste of soda filling her mouth and her taste of coffee (Decaffeinated), filled mine. Another gay guy on the TV jumped off the cliff, his scream was the funniest s**t ever recorded. We stopped kissing and couldn’t help but laugh at this guy’s misfortune, then resumed. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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