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Gabrielle got home about two hours before her sister did. Jamia was really pissed off that the earliest they got home on weekends was eleven at night, but Frank didn’t care, so they got away with it.

“She said she’s not coming out.” Her eyes fleeted the room for a reaction before continuing. “Until they both leave.”

“Okay. Tell her we’re gone in about ten minutes. We’ll be upstairs.” Air and I grabbed our things. That’s one thing I really like about Aaron. He always knows what to do or say, and the precise time to do it.

“Um. Alright.. Dad. Can I…” He nodded and they disappeared. Jamia got up and followed them into the living room.

“Let’s go, Air. This is a battle we can’t fight yet.”

..............

We actually fell asleep before midnight for a change. But my inability to sleep hit me at about two, and I was hungry. Me and Frankie are okay with each other, so I figured he wouldn’t mind if I got something to drink. I heard her talking. About us. All three of us. Taking my place at the head of the stairs, I felt someone next to me, and saw a tired frank. No eyeliner, bags under his eyes, and two in the morning shadow. But still, I respected him for everything he did.

“What did I miss? I was in the bathroom.”

“I don’t know. I just got here.” I whispered back.

“NO! I can’t go out with either of them. I just hoped you would drop it and I wouldn’t have to tell them. But I had to tell them!! I had to!! Why- UGH!! Why doesn’t he just stay out of it?! If I wanted him, I would go for him.”

“Oh please!”

“Anna!” Jamia sternly tried to shut up her daughter.

“Well?! She wouldn’t! I know she wants him. Do you not remember telling me that? I’m not stupid. And no one cares that you’re a year older. Just admit it, honey. You guys have the closest relationship I’ve seen in a long time. So I think you should just tell him. But until then, I’m going to bed.”

“Me too.”

And with a small flourish, they started up the stairs. Both of them winked at us on the way up. Bandit’s watering eyes followed them up until her eyes fell upon two people I seriously doubt she wanted to hear her conversation.

“So now you get to the low of listening in?!?! Derrick Allen!! Are you fucking kidding me??”

“First of all, I heard like ten words, tops. Still have no clue who you meant. Second, I was thirsty. And it’s his house. Personally I was waiting so it would die down enough for me to enter the realm of mood-swing land. Okay? I’m tired, Thirsty, And want to go back to bed and forget this ever happened.”

“So you don’t even care?”

Ergh. Nothing I say, Can. Or will. Ever be right.

“I do care. I really do. It’s your feelings. And your possible car. But… For the next eight hours.. It doesn’t exist. That’s the only way for me to sleep.”

“Whatever.” She replied as she pushed in between us, and we heard the slam signaling it was safe to speak without a lashing out.

“Teenage PMS is worse than Jamia’s ever has been.” Frank mumbled to me. “So please don’t take it too personally.” The two went to their room, leaving me on the steps.

You know, Being gay never sounded like such a good option.

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Gabrielle got home about two hours before her sister did. Jamia was really pissed off that the earliest they got home on weekends was eleven at night, but Frank didn’t care, so they got away with it.

“She said she’s not coming out.” Her eyes fleeted the room for a reaction before continuing. “Until they both leave.”

“Okay. Tell her we’re gone in about ten minutes. We’ll be upstairs.” Air and I grabbed our things. That’s one thing I really like about Aaron. He always knows what to do or say, and the precise time to do it.

“Um. Alright.. Dad. Can I…” He nodded and they disappeared. Jamia got up and followed them into the living room.

“Let’s go, Air. This is a battle we can’t fight yet.”

..............

We actually fell asleep before midnight for a change. But my inability to sleep hit me at about two, and I was hungry. Me and Frankie are okay with each other, so I figured he wouldn’t mind if I got something to drink. I heard her talking. About us. All three of us. Taking my place at the head of the stairs, I felt someone next to me, and saw a tired frank. No eyeliner, bags under his eyes, and two in the morning shadow. But still, I respected him for everything he did.

“What did I miss? I was in the bathroom.”

“I don’t know. I just got here.” I whispered back.

“NO! I can’t go out with either of them. I just hoped you would drop it and I wouldn’t have to tell them. But I had to tell them!! I had to!! Why- UGH!! Why doesn’t he just stay out of it?! If I wanted him, I would go for him.”

“Oh please!”

“Anna!” Jamia sternly tried to shut up her daughter.

“Well?! She wouldn’t! I know she wants him. Do you not remember telling me that? I’m not stupid. And no one cares that you’re a year older. Just admit it, honey. You guys have the closest relationship I’ve seen in a long time. So I think you should just tell him. But until then, I’m going to bed.”

“Me too.”

And with a small flourish, they started up the stairs. Both of them winked at us on the way up. Bandit’s watering eyes followed them up until her eyes fell upon two people I seriously doubt she wanted to hear her conversation.

“So now you get to the low of listening in?!?! Derrick Allen!! Are you fucking kidding me??”

“First of all, I heard like ten words, tops. Still have no clue who you meant. Second, I was thirsty. And it’s his house. Personally I was waiting so it would die down enough for me to enter the realm of mood-swing land. Okay? I’m tired, Thirsty, And want to go back to bed and forget this ever happened.”

“So you don’t even care?”

Ergh. Nothing I say, Can. Or will. Ever be right.

“I do care. I really do. It’s your feelings. And your possible car. But… For the next eight hours.. It doesn’t exist. That’s the only way for me to sleep.”

“Whatever.” She replied as she pushed in between us, and we heard the slam signaling it was safe to speak without a lashing out.

“Teenage PMS is worse than Jamia’s ever has been.” Frank mumbled to me. “So please don’t take it too personally.” The two went to their room, leaving me on the steps.

You know, Being gay never sounded like such a good option.