BAD CUPID

Created By; Snow Marisvega

Chapter 67

Dylan's P.O.V

It's Sunday, the end of the world for me. I'm supposed to be worried about Eric right? But the first memory I woke up with was of Henry, was of my stupid confession last night. I barely slept, I mean I haven't had up to four hours of sleep since Eric's blackmail, he's depriving me of the one thing that I love.

Last night I ended up thinking about how I fell for Henry. Was this what liking someone felt like? It was too much. I was attracted to everything about him, I never found a fault. Of course I liked him, that explained the stupid way I felt, why he made me happy and just the mental thought of him made my day and why him not responding to my texts bothered the shit out of me.

I like Henry Ashcroft.

It makes me sad for many reasons even when I should be excited.

Johnathan even knew before I did, how was I the last person to know about my very own feelings? And I stupidly told him all about it last night cause I panicked, cause I was mad at him. I told him the way I felt not up to thirty seconds of figuring it out myself, I always end up crying in front of him and didn't care about it. I'm a mess. Was this why my everything trusted him even when I didn't want to? My heart did and would let me do things that I wouldn't, like share my food and cry and tell him about my problems. That's it, isn't it?

I need to put an end to whatever I'm feeling, it shouldn't be that hard right? I mean you can unlike someone if you want to, right?

Who am I kidding? If I wanted to, I would have been able to hate him a long time ago even before I realised my feelings for him.

You fucked up, Dylan. Big time.

I frustratedly looked away from my reflection in the mirror, I walked out of my bathroom and straight out of my room. As much as I wanna hide up in my room since four people know about this and the fact that I even confessed it to Henry which is the most embarrassing thing, I can't stay up forever. My mom might start to think that I want to commit suicide which I don't want to.

I walked down the stairs with a sigh and placed a smile on my face as I gave dad a hug, whispering a good morning to him while he made a call. I walked over to the kitchen where mom and my Grandma Athena was, and with that fake smile I greeted them both as I made my way to the sink to get a glass of water.

"Good morning, sweetie." Mom said with a genuine smile as she helped grandma with whatever she was cooking. "You're up early and its Sunday which is...kinda weird."

I frowned. "It's nine thirty."

"Exactly my point," she nodded. "You okay?"

I nodded.

"Hey, peter pan. How was your night?" Grandma asked as I poured myself a glass of water.

I shrugged. "Slept well." I said and looked at her as I drank from the cup.

"Of course you did." She said sarcastically.

Mom looked back at me and frowned. "Did you even sleep at all? You look tired as hell."

I sighed. "I was up reading, you know our exams starts tomorrow," i lied. "And I can't wait for it to be all over."

"Well don't over stress yourself."

I smiled. "I won't,"

Grandma just stared at me with furrowed brows, I shrugged at her once mom turned around. She just shook her head with a smile and went back to what she was doing, I guess my grandma was the one mom got this whole kitchen thing from. "Where's Jaxton?"

"In his room." Mom answered.

"And Grandpa?"

"Outside," Grandma said as she stirred the food in the pot.

"Is he..?"

She gave me a knowing look and I sighed. "Be right back," I dropped the glass and walked out the door, Grandpa Felix was outside, sitting on the bench as he smoked.

I hate cigarettes, I really really do hate them and can't even stand that smell.

I took it off his lips and threw it away, flashing him a smile. "Good morning,"

He groaned. "Nooo,"

"What'd I say about smoking?"

"But I..I'm outside not inside."

I furrowed my brows at him, he sighed and looked away. "Smoking is bad for your lungs and it smells like death." He said dryly.

I smiled. "I'm glad you remember,"

He chuckled. "How can I not? You've been telling me that for years."

I grinned and sat beside him. "Cause you don't listen, I wonder how your lungs are still functioning." My brows knitted.

He laughed. "A laughing man never dies,"

"But a smoking man does."

"And so, a laughing smoking man can't." He said and ruffled my hair.

"Pa! I just fixed this." I pouted.

He chuckled. "Sorry, sorry." I smiled. "You know I don't smoke that much again, right? I only go once a day....or twice."

"Stop smoking, I don't want you dying anytime soon."

"I'm not dying."

"Says an old man."

"Woah! I'm not old."

I snickered. "Sorry, I forgot. Forever Young."

"Exactly."

I giggled.

He just smiled at me. "You know you should laugh more, you haven't been happy since we came over."

I blinked. "Huh?"

"I'm starting to think my grandson doesn't want us here."

I shook my head. "No, that's not it! You know I love you both more than flakes."

"Ah," he smiled at the memory. "Your true love when you were little."

I grinned, nodding. "You remember."

"I'm not old."

I chuckled. "Of course not."

(Play song)

He smiled. "You wanna tell me what's going on with you? You know you always came to your grandmother and I when you were sad and had a problem you couldn't handle and we'd always listen and try to help, you might be seventeen now but our love hasn't faded and we'll still try to help. I have over seven grandchildren and I love everyone of you, I mean I love you more but they don't need to know."

I laughed even when my chest hurt.

"Talk to me kiddo, you shouldn't hide anything from your grandfather. You seem distant, tired every time and drained. I need to know why the happy peter pan isn't happy anymore and don't tell me it's homework or stress or something stupid like nothing or I'll get a cane and beat it out of you."

I chuckled and so did he.

"So? Are you gonna tell me?"

I was scared of telling my grandfather, I was scared he was gonna be disappointed cause he keels talking about my girlfriends and if he doesn't take it well then my parents were gonna hear about this sooner than I expected but right now I had to trust him like I always did.

"Well," I spoke lowly and cleared my throat once I felt chocked up. "I know you might be disappointed in me but your favorite grandson is..." I swallowed. "He's gay." Once it left my lips, I knew I couldn't take it back as much as I wanted to. "I'm gay and I..I can't change it." My eyes were blurry and heavy, I blinked and unexpected tears fell. "I'm gay. Not straight, not even bi. I'm gay and I...I don't...I don't wanna change it." I shook my head as I looked down at the floor.

Silence.

My heart race increased, I was scared.

He was quiet, he's never quiet with me.

"Grandpa? Please say something." I said as I slowly looked at him.

He just looked at me. "You're gay?"

I nodded slowly.

"Oh no," he rubbed his face with his hands slowly and sadly.

"I'm sorry." I said softly.

He shook his head.

"I don't know what to say to you," I gulped.

"No," he shook his head. "I am sorry."

I looked at him, confused.

He looked back at me with red, teary eyes. "I've been a h-horrible grandfather, I kept talking about girlfriends in front of you and making you...making feel insecure cause you didn't even like them. What was I thinking? I should have... I should have k-known that y-" he trailed off once little tears fell from his eyes, he quickly wiped them off.

"No, no. It's not your fault, you didn't know." I shook my head at him, trying to make him not feel bad.

"At the dinning, few days ago. I said it again," he looked at me with those same teary eyes that I've never seen before. "That's why you left your food. That's why you rushed to school, isn't it? Because of what I said, right?"

I shook my head.

"Don't lie to me boy."

I shut my eyes and nodded.

"Shit!" He never swore in front of me. "I am such an asshole."

I shook my head. "No, you're not. You're the best grandfather ever."

He shook his head in disagreement. "No, I caused my grandson pain, I didn't even watch how he felt about the things I said and I kept saying it. I just kept saying it like a joke but it wasn't to you, at all and I'm....I'm sorry."

"Don't be," my voice came out like a whisper. "Grandpa Felix, this isn't your fault. I didn't say anything and you didn't know and this had to happen, don't blame yourself for it."

"Does your parents know?"

I shook my head. "No, I can't...I can't tell them." I looked down at my fingers.

"Why?"

"What do you think?" I chuckled sadly. "Their reaction? Only son? I don't know.... I have to be scared."

He looked back a me. "You being gay isn't horrible, it isn't a bad thing and you shouldn't be sad about it, you should own it."

"I'm not worried about me, grandpa. You should know that I'm not scared of who I am." I chuckled a little. "I like being gay, I've gone through the bully stage and so it's nothing to me." I shrugged. "It's my family that matters and that's what scares the crap out of me and today all my fears might come to pass."

"What do you mean?"

"I have just a few hours to get something done or my parents might know. I might get kicked out or-"

"Your parents won't ever do such a thing to you, Dylan. They wouldn't dare and you know why?"

I looked at him and muttered. "No,"

"Cause they love you. They love you like crazy and they're ready to do anything for you and I mean anything and I'm sure you being gay isn't a horrible thing at all, they might need time to take it in but they will accept you."

"We don't know that."

He brought his hand towards my face and wiped off my tears, tears I didn't know were there.

"We love you,"

"Not sure everybody does and it's stupidly scary."

He looked like he was going to cry and instantly pulled me in for a hug. "We all do, kiddo. We love you no matter what, okay? Don't think too much about it, hmm?"

I nodded as we hugged and then we pulled away.

"Oh man," he sniffed and wiped off his tears. "You made your old man cry."

I chuckled and wiped mine off. "I'm glad I have that effect on you too, I should be an actor."

"Shut up."

I laughed.

He laughed.

"Let me promise you something," he said as he cleared his throat. "If your parents do what you think they're gonna do and be mean to you, you can come live with your grandma Athena and I. I'm sure your grandma Athena won't mind you being gay, I mean she loves you like crazy."

I smiled. "She doesn't mind."

He frowned. "Wait, s-she knows?"

My eyes widen, I quivered my lips and slowly stood up. "I um...I have....homework." I said as I began approaching the door. "I'll...check in you later. Bye." I said and walked into the house, I stopped on my tracks cause my instincts said so. I instantly knew grandpa Felix was up to something and so I went back outside and I was right, he had a cigarette in between his lips and a lighter close to it. I walked over to him and took the cigarette off his lips immediately it had fire in it and tossed it away.

"Hey!" He complained.

"No smoking!" I said and went back inside as I heard his faint chuckle.

With a smile on my face as I made my way inside, my phone rang in my back pocket. I took it out and my smile faded once I saw the caller, fear grabbed me. I swallowed a huge lump in my throat and looked around before making my way up the stairs real quick and answering the call once I got to my room but said nothing.

"Hello, Dylan? I haven't received a call from the school yet and you have just few hours left before this photo goes worldwide and reach your parents."

I gulped. "I-I'm still working on it. N-Nothing's working, they aren't listening and-"

"And I don't care what you say, Dylan. Listen, if I don't get that call then I'm gonna ruin your pathetic little life."

"I am...trying."

"Definitely not hard enough."

"Please, Eric. Listen to me, I'm doing all I can to make this work but nothings working and I don't know what to do about it. D-Do you have a plan? Maybe if you share it with me then I can put it t-to work and get you back, huh? Nothing's working, please." I could feel myself break all over.

"I see you don't care about your life."

"I-I do. I do, goddamn it!" I ran a hand through my hair. "That photo can't go out and you know why! My family and Henry's reputation is at risk here and you know that those two mean a lot to us."

"You still worry about him." He laughed.

"Eric. Please. I..I beg you, just...I need more time. Please."

"I told you till eight and then I reduced an hour and thirty minutes cause of Henry's behavior but since you've done absolutely nothing yet, I'll give you till eight again. I'm desperate, what can I do?" He gave a dramatic sigh. "Eight o'clock and by what I see, its...past ten. You have less than....eleven hours. Take care,"

"E-Eric wait, wait. I just-"

He hung up, and I winced as I felt a sharp pain at the side of my head.

I sank on the floor and ran my hands through my hair again, roughly this time. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" I cursed repeatedly, I felt drained. Emotionally drained. I didn't know what to do and I was scared shitless, Sunday was finally here and eight o'clock was just eleven hours away and time does fly.

What am I going to do?

***

It was past two now, I has been up in my room since and didn't leave. I had locked myself up, different sets of people had come up knocking and asking me to open up. Mom, Dad, Jax, Grandma Athena, Grandpa Felix. Everybody. Jaxton even started texting me and so did Raven and Jon, all asking if I was okay and. They all wanted to know what was wrong but I didn't know what to say and wasn't ready to talk to them just yet, just when I thought I was ready I wasn't. It's not like I don't wanna tell them about my problem, I don't know if other people feel this too but at that moment you'll feel no one can understand you, your pain and even when they say they do it's like they don't know what you're going through. That feeling of being alone in the battle field even when you've got an army by your side, that feeling of being strangled, I don't know if people understand that but that was what I felt. I did want to tell them and I wanted to scream and let it all out but then I kept asking 'what's the use?'.

I had cried for hours, called up Mr. Evan's number severally but it wasn't reachable, his secretary wasn't of any help. I was doomed. I was starting to think about what Jax and Grandma Athena had been telling me. Maybe I should tell my parents before Eric does, either way a damage would be done but it's better to get the humiliation now then when Eric comes and he gets to see it. Maybe it won't turn out bad, maybe they'd still love me and maybe they won't.

If everything turns out to be bad, turns out to go the wrong way then I guess I'm ready for it. I've read about some kids who came out and their parents didn't accept them, the horrible stories and plus what I had seen with my friend back in Seattle, wattpad as well could be an evil bitch with the stories of gay teenagers whose parents don't accept them and become complete assholes like my dream and then worse things could happen to them especially if they're so religious. I was worried about the consequences, I was scared that these things were gonna happen to me but now... I was ready for it, I had to tell them.

"No pain, no gain" like they say, and so I was going do thus.

I slowly got off my bed and stared at my door, sighing for the thousandth time before walking to it and unlocking it. Once I stepped out, Jaxton who rushed out of his seconds later, thanks to the squeaking of the door.

"We've been worried." He said softly. "It's cause of Eric, isn't it?"

I nodded, I probably looked like a mess now. I didn't even look at myself before leaving my room, my head was filled up.

"Do you want me to h-"

"I'm gonna come out to them now," I said immediately as I looked ahead and then at him. "Before Eric does himself, there's nothing I can do and so if all plans are failed then...I better do it myself."

He was quiet. "Are you sure?"

I nodded. "Yeah,"

He nodded. "It's gonna be fine." He assured me.

"Let's hope so." I said and began making my way down the stairs, I was shaking and so I intertwined my fingers while lost in thoughts.

How was I going to come out? What was I going to say to them?

I froze once I landed from the stairs, fear wrapped it's arms around me and then I heard little noises in the living room and slowly made my way there, my parents were there talking about something, dad's head was placed on mom's lap as he talked to her and stroked with her hair.

It's either now or when Eric comes here.

I gulped once I saw them. "Mom, Dad." I called softly .

They both stopped talking and looked at me. "Hey you, how are you?" Mom smiled at me.

I smiled back. "I'm good."

This conversation was going awkwardly familiar.

"You sure?" Dad asked, sounding worried as he sat up. "You've been up for a long time and we were really worried about you, son."

I nodded. "Yeah, sorry. I um...I needed an alone moment to think."

They nodded.

"I uh...I wanna talk to y-you both now." I said as I placed my shaking hands in my pockets

They looked at each other and then me. "Okay son, what's wrong?" Dad asked.

"Are you....okay?" Mom asked.

I nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine."

Why was all these familiar?

This conversation shouldn't b-

"Tell us what's wrong." Dad said, sounding really worried and then I remembered. I looked at them with shock once it hit me, I was scared now more than I was before and my body kept shaking the more.

My dream.

This conversation was going exactly like my dream was...

It was going to happen....

They were going to hate me...

I needed to breathe. "N-Never mind, sorry." I quickly turned, I ignored their calls and in a rush began making my way towards the stairs.

I can't.

***

8:12pm.

I didn't reply to any of Eric's billion calls or text messages cause there was nothing I could say to him since nothing to be called and hopefully he doesn't come here but who am I kidding?

The bell rang.

I gulped and quickly ran downstairs and towards the door before anyone and when I opened it, there he stood with an angry expression. He was putting on a blue jean and a black hoodie, I rapidly got out and shut the door behind me.

"Eric-"

"I gave you till eight."

"I know and-"

"You decided to ignore my calls and text, look at you. How dare you even try to do such a thing?" He chuckled.

"Eric, I'm sorry but you have to go! You can't... I...I'll fix this please, just go home and-"

"Ordering me?"

"Eric, please for the love of God."

"Is your lover here?"

I sighed. "H-Henry's not here."

He smirked. "Hmm, well then. Can I see the Dexwells?"

I shook my head. "T-They went out, they're not home." I gulped.

He smirked. "Liar," he said and pushed past me, walking into my house.

"Eric, no! Please." I followed in quickly.

"Good evening, Dexwells." He said loudly with his arms open and a cheeky smile.

I shut the door and walked to towards him, dinner was being placed on the dinning by the only two women in the house, Dad and Grandpa Felix were watching some kinda sport on TV while Jaxton was out to see Dominic and was on his way home already for dinner.

My hands were shaking, I stood in front of him. "Eric, I beg of you. Please, give me some more time, p-please." I begged.

"You lost your chance." He smirked.

"What is he doing here?" Mom angrily asked as she made her way towards us, everyone gathered.

"Mrs. Bonnie, it's nice to see you again after court." He smiled at her. "Pretty as ever."

Mom glared at him. "Get out of my house, now!"

Dad glared daggers at him. "You asshole! What gives you the right to walk into my house." He was about to charge at Eric when Grandma Athena held him back.

"Dad! Mom! P-Please, j-just.."

"What is going on here, Dylan?" Mom cut in. "How can you allow a guy that almost killed you into your house? Our home? Who the hell do you think you are?" She asked, referring to him but he just smirked.

"I want you to leave right now and never come back." Dad ordered.

"The Dexwells are really hotheaded. Relax, I've only come here to give you good news and not break your son's other arm." He said with a chuckle as if it was supposed to be funny.

"What do you mean?" Grandpa Felix asked.

"How well do you know your Dylan here?" He asked and flashed me a smile while I shivered at his side. He looked back at mom. "Hmm?"

"Eric, no."

"I know my son well enough, he's an amazing kid and I know he doesn't want you here like we don't want you here so leave." Mom said glaring daggers at him.

He smiled. "Mrs. Dexwell, I'm sure he's an amazing kid. You see, Dylan always acts like the innocent, sweet one but he's not and I'm also sure you'd love to see something so amazing about your amazing son." He said and pulled out an average sized envelope from the pocket of this hoodie.

"Oh God," my voice became extremely low.

"What is that?" Dad asked.

"You should see it."

"We are not taking shit from you, anything that comes from you is disease related." Mom shot.

The door opened and Jaxton walked in, we all looked at him. He paused once he saw Eric and his expression became of fear, he looked at me and back at Eric and swallowed.

"Hello, Olson." He smirked at him. "I still owe you and your boyfriend some beating."

"Go fuck your mother and do what your father did, create an abomination." Jax said as he walked to me and pulled me aside.

"Dylan spoiling you, huh?"

Jax gave him the middle finger.

"Eric. Please. Leave." I said, while breathing hard.

"Why? Shouldn't I show your mother what you do at school and more importantly, show her what you are?" He asked with a wicked smile.

"You should leave our house, you're obviously here just for trouble so you should leave before this bites you back harder than you'd ever expect." Grandma Athena warned.

"I was gonna ask who you were but then I saw the white hair thing and now I know. Hello, ma'am. I'm-"

"I know who you are." She said coldly.

"Listen son, it'd be best if you leave our house now before you get thrown out."

"Not before you see this," he said and handed the file to mom. "Take it,"

And she did. "What's in here?"

"A secret, the reason why your son has been depressed lately. I mean I'm pretty sure he's behavior has been worrisome since so here's your reason." He smiled evilly and I just stared at every one of them.

Mom looked at him and then me and began opening the envelope before taking out the photos in them, I was watching her every move, her expressions. She looked at them and her eyes widen as she went through every photo rapidly, she slowly looked away from it and at me. "Is this....real?"

I nodded slowly.

"Oh God," she breathed and turned, handing the photos to dad as she ran her hand through her hair.

Dad's eyes went dark as he also looked at the photos. "T-That's not our son."

"White hair. Its him." He smirked. "Y'all always make me feel like the bad guy, it's better to be the bad guy then be a fag, isn't it?"

"Mind your words." Grandma Athena said and pointed a finger at him.

Mom turned to me, eyes red. "How could you? H-How are you gay?"

The tears fell, my worst fear. "I-" I couldn't even find any words.

Dad looked disappointed, he looked at me and also ran a hand through his hair. "My son is gay. My son is gay." He said as he walked over to a wall and placed his head on it, shutting his eyes.

I looked at Grandma Athena and she looked back at me with pity.

"I can't believe this, we had so much planned out for him and..." Mom sighed. "I need water." She said and walked to the kitchen.

I looked at Eric with the tears that fell from my eyes. "Are you happy?"

He grinned. "Yes. You couldn't do what I asked you to and now I get to ruin you."

"You're an asshole."

"I know. I've been told." He winked.

Dad was currently sitting on the floor, his hands covering his face as he also held the photos.

"I'm sorry," I muttered as Jaxton rubbed my shoulders.

"Your darling son is a fag, he loves dicks and that's a big sin and a stupid act. How does a guy end up liking a guy? It's a shame and you are a shame." He said pointing at me. "You brought shame to your parents home, look at them. Look at the condition you put them in, just look. You didn't even think of them, you're the only son and you decide to be gay and not get married to a lady, not like lady parts but boy parts? What have you done? You should have at least considered them, don't you think? Huh? You have got no. Shame."

"You're right." Mom said, I looked at her, she had a cold look on her face as she glared at me. She began making her way towards me and once she got to where I stood, she just stared at me and I stared back. No emotions in her eyes, she was really mad and I was scared

But not for me.

She looked away from me and at Eric and instantly lifted her hand up and slapped him across the face so hard, he almost tripped. She looked at him angrily. Eric clutched his cheek, his eyes widen in shock as he looked at mom. He let go off his check and there was a little cut there probably from her wedding ring and the drawing of her hand was on his cheek.

"You're right, you have no shame. What were you trying to prove by saying all that? What did you think? That we'd side with you and hate our son?"

Eric looked thunderstrucked, eyes almost out of their sockets.

Dad sighed and stood up, he walked up to Eric with a smirk on his face and tore the photos in front of him. "You are one low son of a cunt, you know?"

Eric's brows knitted in confusion. "W-What are you doing? Y-Your son is a faggot, he's a-"

SMACK!

Another slap on the other cheek by my father that sent almost sent him to the ground, he looked back at dad totally astonished.

"Don't you ever call my son a faggot again, do you understand me?"

And then his eyes landed on mine, I had a smirk on my face, a satisfied expression and so did Jaxton.

"What did you do?"

I shrugged and folded my arms. "What any smart person would, I told them before you did. I told my parents about my sexuality before you brought your evil ass here to get beaten."

Flashback.

"N-Nevermind, sorry." I said and quickly turned and rushed towards the stairs, ignoring their calls.

I can't.

I can't do it.

"Dylan!" Dad called out and I stopped on the fourth staircase.

"Dylan baby, please come back down. Speak to us okay, we're tired of seeing you this way. You've been depressed lately, I remember this attitude and it only means something bad is going on in your life so please tell us. We're your parents." Mom pleaded.

I gulped and turned, I looked at their worried expression that begged me to confide in them. "Fine, I will." I nodded. "Let's talk at the dinning."

They both nodded.

"Okay, sure." Mom quickly replied and they first made their way to the table and I joined them. They were seating together while I was sitting across them, we had been silent for a while cause I was thinking about how to tell them.

"Dylan," Dad called softly. I looked up at him and he smiled. "Whatever it is, we still love you." Mom smiled in assurance.

"I'm gay." I blurted out and their smiles faded. "I'm gay, I don't really know how to do this coming out thing but um...I like boys and um.." I swallowed, my hands were placed on my laps, they were both shaking underneath the table. "I've been trying to...to tell you guys and I've been scared and didn't know how to."

They were both silent.

"How long have you known that you were interested in boys?" Mom asked softly.

I didn't look at her. "Um, I uh...probably when I was nine." I finally looked at them, dad's eyes flickered with shock.

Mom sighed and looked at dad before tapping his shoulder. "You owe me fifty grand."

Dad groaned. "I said before graduation."

"No you didn't," she laughed. "So, you owe me fifty grand."

He grumbled. "I knew it was going to be before graduation."

"No, you didn't." She laughed. "You said college and you were sure of it."

"I did?"

"Yes, you did." She laughed.

My brows knitted, I blinked severally. "I'm...I'm sorry but...I just said I'm..I'm gay."

Mom's brow furrowed. "And I'm pregnant and your dad is a man and Jaxton lives here and oh," she pointed at the table. "This right here is a table, so what other obvious things are we mentioning?"

My eyes widen. "Wait, you guys...knew?"

Mom snorted. "We've known for a very long time sweetie, it's no breaking news."

"Huh? O-Okay pause. Pause. Pause" I rose my hand a little. "Now rewind and press play at the 'known' part." I couldn't believe what I was hearing right now.

They both chuckled. "Your dad and I know about it, long before we even moved here. We placed a bet on when you'd come out and since when you've been gay. Your dad said you'd come out during college," she said with a smile.

"No I didn't!" He denied.

"Yes you did! I remember clearly cause it had to do with money and I wanted to win," mom interrupted. "He said college, that it's where you'll meet all the boys and they'll make you come out to us," she giggled while I just stared at them like they were crazy. "And that you'd realize you were gay when you turn fourteen." She laughed. "Can you imagine? And I said you'll out of narnia before graduation and you've known you were gay ever since Jackson." She said with a shrug. "Twenty grand goes for when you'd be out and thirty for when you figured it out and so I get all fifty." She smiled victoriously.

My jaw was still dropped as I stared at them. "You knew I had. A crush. On Jackson?"

She nodded.

"I was nine and he was my first crush!" I stated.

She smiled. "I know,"

"Oh. My. God. What the fuck?"

"No swearing," they both said.

"Well excuse me for swearing because my parents placed a bet on my sexuality and knew that I was gay even before I knew what gay was."

Dad shrugged. "It was easy actually, we placed the bet after Isaac cause we barely talked and um...it was done then. We had to wait patiently for you to come tell us and so we didn't bring it up."

"But you took forever, we were starting to worry about you."

"Then why did you keep asking me to steal Raven?" My brows knitted.

Mom shrugged. "I needed you to out yourself to me but you're one tough annoying kid." She sighed. "I knew Raven was just a friend and well it was also fun seeing you get frustrated like that." She chuckled.

"What about Naomi, my girlfriend back in fifth grade that I brought home. There's no way you guys would have thought it was fake."

"Of course we did." Dad chuckled. "Those relationship thing you were trying to do with Naomi, we knew it was all fake and so we decided to play along with your 'girlfriend'" he emphasized on the last word and laughed.

"Not possible."

"Naomi is a lesbian for heaven's sake." Mom stated.

Yes, yes she was and I knew that. "Whaaat?"

"We know you knew so don't even pretend, you both were using each other." Mom said and rolled her eyes.

"How did you-"

"We're smarter than you think and plus when she came out, I approached her and manipulated her into telling me by telling her I knew about you being gay and I knew she was going tell you and I told her that if she does I was gonna tell you that she told me about your sexuality, people are scared of you, you know? So she kept her mouth shut." Mom said and beamed.

Dad laughed. "Your mother can be evil."

My jaw was still dropped. "Tell me about it." I said still staring at her for threatening a girl she was way older than. "Wait, this is all kinda...shocking to me. My parents knew since I was a kid that I was gay and even put a trophy on my head and I was scared shitless that they'd hate me cause I was gay and almost went crazy but they...oh God."

"Oh sweetie." Mom smiled at me and stood up, she walked towards me and sat on the chair next to me. "I love you no matter what, even if you don't have a dick and you're a boy."

"Too much."

"My point is, you'll forever be our boy. We love you and it doesn't matter if you're gay or not, what we feel for you will never change."

"She's right," Dad said and stood up, he walked over to mom and stood beside her. "We love you and support you not just when it's beneficial."

I sighed and gave him a straight face. "Really?"

Mom looked at him. "What happened to not using Nicki Minaj's lyrics?"

"You were the one who made me listen to her in the car." He retorted.

She sighed and looked back at me while I chuckled. "Don't ever hide shit from us, you're gay and we don't judge you for that. It's gonna be sick if we do call you a sinner cause we are all sinners, we don't love you any less," her eyes became teary. "We love you more even cause you finally came out of the closet, we were scared you were one day gonna turn into a unicorn."

"Mom," I whined as we laughed. We were both crying, I couldn't stop myself because they loved me still. They didn't hate me, they didn't think I was a disappointment. They love me.

"No matter what happens, even if we were to choose between you and wealth. You and immortality, we'll still choose you cause your specimen is really rare." Dad said making mom and I laugh.

"He's right, I mean where else would we find a half human, half demon child with human parents?" Mom said and rolled her eyes.

Dad chuckled. "Weird, isn't it?"

"We're not disappointed, baby. We love you, okay?" Mom said as she wiped my tears.

I nodded and wiped hers off.

"You were gonna torture yourself with such thoughts when we were waiting for you to tell us, oh my poor baby." She kissed my cheek. "I love you,"

"I love you guys too." I said with a smile as I cried and this time...tears of joy.

Mom pulled me up and hugged me and Dad joined in, wrapping his arms around us. He kissed my head and kissed mom's forehead. "We're always gonna be here for you, okay?"

I nodded.

"Family first," dad said softly. "That's my family's motto. Family comes first and nothing can ever replace you, son." He said softly.

"I'm glad this is finally done," a familiar voice said followed by a sigh.

We broke the hug and saw my grandparents and Jaxton all looking at us with a big smile.

We all chuckled and wiped off our tears, I didn't even know dad had been crying.

"I knew you'd tell them." Grandma smiled.

"You knew?" Mom asked.

"I'm his grandmother."

"We all know." Grandpa Felix said

"So....we're the last set that you came out to?" Mom asked and raised her brow.

I just flashed her a big smile. "I love you, mommy."

"Nice try."

"Now, our major problem. Eric." Jaxton said as he made his way towards us.

Mom got angry instantly once she heard that name. "What about Eric?"

"He's been blackmailing your son into having him write the exams or he'll expose him." Grandma said as she too approached us with Grandpa Felix.

"What?" Dad tone became cold, and so I explained the situation to them.

"Dylan, you could have come to us." Mom said, we were all sitting back at the dinning.

"I couldn't, and he knew that and so he used my fears. He just as much as I did thought you both were gonna hate me for being gay and I was scared of what you guys thought of me. If I knew you were gonna be accepting, I wouldn't have stressed myself but fear does a lot of things to one's mind." I sighed.

"We'll make him pay. For good. For blackmailing our son and making him go through what he went through, for using us against him." Dad said angrily.

"I hate that fucktard so much," Jax groaned.

Mom smirked evilly. "I know what we will do, he's coming today, right? How good of an actor are you all?"

Flashback Ends.

"So you see, this stage play was made just for you, the one and only Eric Phillips." I smirked as I approached him. "You think...you have the right to try and destroy my life?" I chuckled. "What do you think of yourself, you bastard. You've caused me nothing but pain and you think you were given the right to do just that didn't you?"

He just glared at me.

"You think you're smart, Eric. You used me as your freaking puppet like you use everyone and I got tired of it, now I know what they felt like when you controlled them. You are a fucking asshole, you deserve to be castrated. I can't believe I was worried about what my parents would think about me and how they're gonna throw me out when they knew all this time that I was gay and my family don't even care about my sexuality and I was busy doing your bidding." I chuckled bitterly.

He gritted his teeth as he glared angrily at me. "You. Are. Still. A Fa-"

I swung my hand and slapped him so hard, he clutched his cheek and looked at me. "You said things you shouldn't have said before and I let you but not again, you have no right and I mean no right and you better not talk till I'm done, do you understand me?"

"How dare y-"

I slapped him harder this time. "I said, do not talk until I'm done!" I yelled, pointing a finger at him. "Not another word." I was furious. "All you do is cause people pain and you think it's funny? You're not gonna write these exams," I chuckled. "You're not going to come back to Eastwood high and I'll make that happen, I promise you." I snapped my fingers. "You. Are. Nothing but a walking corpse, that's what you are. You're already dead, a smelling, walking corpse."

"THAT IS ENOUGH!" Eric roared angrily.

"Don't you dare," slap. "raise your voice at my grandson." Grandma Athena said, now standing in front of Eric. Eric's eyes widen, face already red and filled with hand prints. "I've been waiting to see you, Eric. The boy who has done nothing but bring tears to my boy's eyes these past few days, I wanted to see the person behind that and he is here. You know it's better to be a really smart bully than just be one with an empty brain, you're just stupid. Plain stupid. You're a disgrace, boy. I would say you need Jesus but no, you need to go to hell and burn and I mean it cause people like you deserve to be beaten by the devil, fucking asshole!"

"You should know that I don't care if you release those photos, I don't at all. All I was worried about was my family but since they've accepted me, you can go home and cut off your dick and shove it up your ass if it pains you so much." I smirked at him.

"You are one self centered jerk." Jax spat. "You came here for some violence and boy, did you get it." Jaxton laughed, mocking him.

"Didn't I warn you to go home or this might bite you back in the ass?" Grandma Athena smirked evilly.

"My wife is a smartass." Grandpa Felix grinned.

"What are you all saying? H-He's gay! How can you all fucking take his side? I see now. Y'all are a bunch of fucking disgrace, I mean h-he's a fucking faggot and y'all aren't supposed to support him! Take him to a convention or a-"

"Okay, that's enough! You should leave my house!" Mom demanded, angrily.

"Nobody orders me around, Mrs. Dexwell." Eric said, gritting his teeth angrily.

Dad rushed to him and punched him so hard, he fell. We all took a step back, dad got on him and kept punching him. Dad was indeed a fighter, every punch seemed painful and Eric couldn't fight back. Grandpa Felix and Grandma Athena were calling out to him to stop and then mom did. "Matthew, that's enough. He's had enough."

Dad got off him and picked him up by the collar, Eric's nose was like a rushing tap of blood. He dragged the boy with him, we all followed him to the door, he opened it and threw him out aggressively, he fell to the ground. "Stay out of my house and stay away from my kid or next time, i will break your hands and I mean it." Dad threatened. "Now get lost because you see yourself in jail."

"Do yourself good and go home kid, go fix your nose cause my son in-law's still got that iron fist and I think your nose is gonna need surgery to be fixed." Grandpa Felix said with a laugh.

I just smirked at Eric who was on the floor. "What did you say about that wind again? Guess I did stop it after all."

Eric was staring at me with so much anger, breathing hard as blood poured from his nose. "I'm not done with you."

"Oh, I think we're done here. Look who ended up with a red face."

"Let's go in, sweetie." Mom said and pulled me back in.

"Stay out!" Dad said again and slammed the door shut.

Mom walked to him and held his hand as she examined his fist. "We need to treat this."

"I'm fine, I've been punching jerks since highschool, remember?" Dad smiled at her.

She smiled back. "Yes, I remember."

"Thank you guys so much." I said to all of them. "It's a nice feeling having all your family fight for you." I said softly, suddenly feeling emotional.

"Aw, we're all here for you, sweetie." Mom said and approached me, she gently rubbed my shoulder.

"Oh my, are you gonna cry?" Dad asked me, teasingly.

I shook my head. "No,"

"Come here." Dad said with a chuckle and opened his arms, I walked over to him and wrapped my arms around him.

"I love you,"

"I love you too, son." I could feel him smile. "Alright everyone, group hug."

"No," I whined.

"Yes." Jax grinned.

And they all came together and suffocated me in a hug, it felt nice. It was perfect.

No more sad Dylan.

***

"Hmm? What about Carl?"

"You had a crush on him too, I don't know what you saw in that kid though."  Mom scoffed.

"He was cute " I frowned.

Mom and I were sitting in my room, on my bed talking about all the guys I had had a crush on, shockingly she knew a lot about it all.

"I also know about Tom and your make out section."

My jaw dropped. "H-How did you even know?"

"I am very observant." She smiled.

"I can't believe you actually knew about him."

"And Josiah and of course our neighbor, Rose's son." She smirked.

"No. Fucking. Way! Kevin and I were a secret."

"So you think." She chuckled. "Whatever happened to you both?"

"It got boring," I shrugged. "He's no fun anymore, his kisses became sloppy."

"Ugh," she grimaced.

"I know right."

"And what about Henry?" She asked as she took a sip of water from her glass.

"What about Henry?"

"Dylan, I see how you look at him whenever he comes around. It is literally the way Elena and Damon was, she didn't like him at all, or so she thought."

"I hate delena."

"Same, but what can we do? They give us hot sex."

"They are toxic."

"That's not the point here, come back to life." She snapped her fingers in my face and I blinked, turning my head to look at her.

"It's obvious you like him, is anything going on between you...t-"

"No."

"Well, why not?"

I frowned at her.

"Sorry."

"How the hell did you even know I like Henry? I mean all of you knew about it and I didn't even know."

"Sweetie, I see through you. You act like you hate him but you don't, you were always excited when he came around. You are crazy for him but you didn't even know it and that was sad to watch." She took another sip.

I just stared at her. "I don't know, he's an asshole."

"And you're a conniving nutcase, not everyone can handle your sassiness but Henry seemed to be doing just fine and you even tame it a little with him around." She said with a smile.

"He's super straight."

"Yeah as straight as a fucking rainbow, wasn't spaghetti straight too until it met hot water?" Her brows rose as if asking a serious question.

"Don't use the spaghetti line, please."

"Boy, my son is hot. You are steaminggg!! You are the hot water, boy, and Henry is the spaghetti, of course he was gonna get wet when he met you." She said and threw her hair back.

I laughed.

"I know you really like him and I know he likes you too, I see the way he looks at you when he thinks no one's looking."

I looked up at her. "What do you mean?"

"Exactly what you think." She smirked. "Why do you think I always come to check up on you both in your room?" Her brow rose. "I always think I'd catch you both making out or having sex."

"Ew! Mom! What the fuck?" I grimaced.

She giggled. "It's true. I mean when I was your age, if I was up in my room with your dad we were either making out or he'd have his d-"

"MOM! TOO MUCH INFO! TOO GRAPHIC!" I yelled as I sat upright. I irritatedly shut my eyes and tried to not think of whatever she had just said. 

"It's the truth." She shrugged. "And so I thought it was the same with you and sometimes I'd see you guys sleeping and it was a cute sight. One time, you had your head on his chest." She smiled.

My brows knitted. "You're lying."

"I wouldn't lie about such a thing." She shrugged. "I think the reason you never saw what everyone saw and was too blind, was because of two things." She said and looked at me. "One; you are always busy trying to help your friends find love and be happy, and not think about yourself." She said and I looked away.

"Two," she rose two fingers up. "You told yourself already that you are incapable of being loved, and that no one could truly look at you that way, they either just wanted to play you or get into your pants. You were oblivious because even though you have this huge self confidence and can make people love you, you just are scared, and sweetie, it is okay to be scared." She said and I gulped hard, I just stared at her.

She could read me.

I couldn't even tell why I couldn't tell, but she put it in words for me.

I was scared.

I opened my mouth to say something, but then my phone vibrated in my pocket. I took it out, it was a text from Raven asking me to meet her at a beach I've never been to which seemed to be a thirty minutes ride from here.

Why the beach?

"It's Raven, she wants to see me ASAP!" I said with a sigh. "I didn't even know this town had beaches."

Mom's brows knitted. "Of course they do, you just never cared."

"Very true." I nodded as I stood up and began making my way out of the kitchen. "I'm gonna go change and meet her up."

"Alright, be careful and be back before eleven!"

"Got it." I said as I made my way upstairs.

***

I finally got to the beach, the sounds of the waves were really loud but relaxing and the cold was definitely something else. I had changed my clothes and didn't even think to bring a jacket, the black long sleeve was helping a little but not enough. I took off my shoes and held them so I could walk in the sand and it felt right, peaceful. I smiled as I kept walking while texting Raven, asking her where she was but she just asked to keep walking. I sighed as I inserted my phone back into my pocket as the heavy wind blew around, probably ruining my hair the more and then I spotted a figure from afar sitting down.

Raven.

"Hey," I increased my speed limit, walking a bit faster. "This is one hell of a walk, why did you want me to meet you h-" I trailed off once the figure stood up, way taller than Raven and even me.

"Hey," Henry greeted, a faint smile on his face, he was wearing a black shirt like mine except it was a short sleeve, accompanied by white shorts. He still looked perfect even under the moonlight. Wait, what was he doing here?

"I am here to see Raven not you so excuse m-"

"I know," he nodded. "I...I told Raven to..."

I just looked at him and finally understood. "That bitch." How can she do this to me?

"I um....I need to talk to you."

"No." I said firmly.

His smile slowly faded. "What?"

"I don't wanna hear it, I just wanna leave now cause I don't want to exchange words with you." I said and turned, walking away.

"Dylan, please wait."

"No. I don't wanna speak to you, so for heaven's sake leave me alone."

"You have to hear me out." He said as he followed.

"There's nothing left to say, we already got what we wanted to say out of our systems so-"

"Stop!"

I turned to him sharply and he stopped walking. "What do you possibly want to say, hmm? Call me names again? I told you to leave me the fuck alone, I don't wanna ruin your life the more and we both know we're better off without each other."

"NO WE'RE NOT! SO SHUT UP AND LISTEN TO ME, GODDAMN IT!" He yelled.

"WHY?" I yelled back.

"BECAUSE I FUCKING LIKE YOU TOO! I LIKE YOU-LIKE YOU!" He yelled, frustratedly.

I froze and just stared at him, I didn't know what to say. I blinked. "What?"

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