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The River in my House
By Chyna Rose
Disclaimer: I don't own... Actually, I own the whole thing- seeing as even I don't know who's telling this. This is just the product of my sick mind. Again with the silver nail polish fumes. I have no literal translation for Baka- other than it's not a good thing. I think it amounts to something like bad, but I could be wrong. And yes I have a Japan fixation- not to mention an anime addiction and access to a site of names with their meanings.
I should have seen it coming. All the signs were there. But no. I just had to ignore the truth. I can be such an idiot sometimes. Baka me, I guess.
It's not like I've always been taught that this was wrong. It's not. I even got in a fight with someone who I thought was my best friend over it. Just because I never thought it was wrong and she did.
I just never thought about my brother being one. And the way I found out just shocked me. It was a normal Wednesday afternoon. I muddled through school, and hung out with my best friend. You know- gossip and slyly checking out guys. Just your normal weekday for us. Kiyono had a doctor's appointment, so I couldn't hang at her house like I usually do. Because I was pretty much home alone, I decided to hang with my brother and his best friend.
His best friend who I happen to have a total crush on. God, I always thought I was so obvious about it, and that he didn't have a clue. The two of them are inseparable . And they try to ditch me whenever they can- my brother's not blind to my crush, ya know. If they're home, they usually hole up in my brother's room. Sometimes they lock the door- but not this time.
That fateful afternoon, I took a few cans of soda from the fridge. I wasn't that thirsty, I just wanted the pretence for going into my brother's room while they were in there. And if I stayed longer than that, well, that was up to me. So I took the sodas and went up the stairs. I got to the door and blithely threw it open. The cans fell to the floor unopened.
There in the middle of the room, sat my brother and his best friend. Both of them had their shirts off and were in the middle of a heated kiss. I just stood there, mouth open. Then I turned and ran. I was gone by the time they registered the sound of the door hitting the wall.
I mean, it's not like I was surprised to seem him with another guy. My whole family has known he was gay for about a year now. I just was kinda surprised to see that they were more than just friends. Same kind of reaction you always get when you see your crush kissing someone else. And it hurt- but it also made some sense. I could see that they really did love each other. But what really hurt, was how I found out. It probably wouldn't have been so bad if he'd have told me before. I thought he trusted me.