1Chapter 29: I don’t want pie! I want anti-depressants!

By the time I get back to Aeson’s house Brent has already departed, thank the fucking lord. That mother fucker is the last thing that I want to deal with right now. My distress is apparently evident on my face because when I get inside Aeson immediately asks if I’m okay.

“No I’m not, I’m having like a fucking mid-life crisis over here and I don’t even know why.”

He simply smiles and ruffles my hair. I follow as he makes his way into the kitchen, because I have nothing better to do.

“Calm down, Kael. First of all, unless you’re only planning on living until age thirty-six, I highly doubt you are having a ‘mid-life crisis’. Now, just tell what’s wrong...want some pie?”

He adds to this by waving a pie dish in front of my face.

“I don’t want pie! I want anti-depressants!”

He dares to laugh at my distress! Not okay!

“Calm down, you are the least depressed person I know. You’re all...Kael-ish. What happened to cause this mental breakdown, hmm?”

“No one loves me...”

Again, he laughs. Are you fucking kidding me? I don’t care how delicious looking you are, mister. You can not laugh at my misery!

“Don’t be ridiculous, Kael. Everyone loves you.”

I pout and he tugs me to sit at his table, pie still in hand.

“I mean, love like ‘I want to spend the rest of my life with you, I’m fucking in love with you’ sort of love.”

He sighs and shakes his head while cutting two pieces of pie for us. I told you I didn’t want any pie, fool!

The pie tastes pretty good.

“You don’t know that, okay? You just need to give it some time.”

Hmm, that sounds awfully familiar.

Aeson makes a trip to the video store and we spend the rest of the evening holding a cheesy comedy film festival. Despite how much I loathe comedies, I actually have a really good time. The utter cheese helps me get my mind off of things, not to mention any time spent in the presence of Aeson is usually time well spent. We stay up until three, at which point we’re drunk off of exhaustion and throwing popcorn at each other. Somehow, we end up in a tangled mess of limbs, blankets, and snacks that have missed our mouths. Yes, I would certainly like to spend the rest of my life in this position. I hear the front door open and, assuming it’s a burgalar coming to rape me, bury my head in Aeson’s chest and wrap my arms around his neck. He chuckles lightly and I peek my head up to see his father standing in front of the couch with a knowing expression on his face. He grins and winks at us before heading off to what I assume is his bedroom. Yeah, I fucking wish, Mr. Aeson’s Dad. What the hell is he doing getting in at three a.m. anyway? That man is a complete mystery.

As a consequence of our late night, Aeson and I don’t wake up until well after noon the next day. I take a shower and get dressed before Aeson decides to treat us to some IHOP. There are no words to describe how much I am in love with that place. Let’s try anyway, their waffles and pancakes and other such goodies are magically, marvelously, spectacularly, solar system, dinosaur delicious. That about covers it. I share my sentiments with Aeson as we enter the building and he laughs heartily while slinging his arm over my shoulders. We get a booth, because tables are intensely lame, and place our orders with an extremely sexy waiter. His hair is seriously electric fucking blue. Don’t they have dress codes or something? Oh well... I inform the obnoxiously sex-filled guy that I would like one of the kid meal special pancakes. You know the type, they make the pancake into a face with fruit and whipped cream and stuff. Now that’s what I call good eating.

When my meal arrives, I note that it has a strange resemblance to my gym teacher. Aeson agrees with me in between chuckles. The idea of eating Coach Redbrook creeps me out a little but I let it go. Aeson ordered some huge ass platter that makes me want to have a gastric bypass just looking at it.

“Um, Aeson are you planning on having a heart attack anytime soon?”

“I just need to bulk up. Ya’ know, build some more muscle if I want to make the team.”

Oh you have got to be kidding me.

“Nope, sorry but you are simply not allowed to become a jock.”

Seriously, I can not stress this point enough. He rolls his eyes at me and takes a large bite of food as he gives me a pointed look. Whatever, he can eat whatever he wants as long as he doesn’t get fat. I am such a terrible person...

Ah well! No one’s perfect.

The waiter comes back to check on us and I give him my most sexilicious smile. What? Even with the uncalled for choice of hair color, he is still hella’ fuckable. Such a bad person...

Oh! Oh! I think he just winked at me, Score! He heads off in the direction of the bathroom and of course I follow, leaving my half-eaten gym coach pancake face behind.

So...we fuck. Yeah, whatever. Wasn’t all that good. I must admit I’m a little disappointed. Waiter-man doesn’t seem to agree. He leaves the bathroom all smiles and glowing. What a fool. I’m a little pouty when I return to Aeson, who has apparently been waiting patiently. I’m such an asshole. Um, love me? He must notice my disappointment at Mr. Blue Hair’s performance because he questions it.

‘Everything okay?”

“Yeah, but our waiter is not so good at the love makin’.”

He nearly chokes on what ever greasy piece of food that is in his mouth.

“Kael! Did you just have sex with that completely random guy?”

I shrug my shoulders in response and play with the remnants of my meal.

“Oh my god. Come on, we need to get out of here.”

So naturally, he calls the waiter I just fucked over so that we can get our bill. The guy grins at me and I roll my eyes. He sends me a confused look. I don’t respond.

Awkward...

As we pull up to Aeson’s house, I nearly go into anaphylactic shock. Madeline’s car is parked in his driveway. Madeline’s! Why?! Upon further inspection, I see that she is seated on the stairs of his porch. I glance over at him and he seems just as confused as I am. They should make citronella candles of the anti-whore variety. Seriously, that could turn some major profit.

I slam Aeson’s car door shut behind me. He gives me an exasperated expression because once again, I’ve taken my anger out on his ‘precious baby’. I stomp over to Madeline and give her the single most vicious expression I have ever given anyone in my entire life. Take that bitch, I’m too fierce for you! In response she simply smiles that disgusting little condescending smile of hers at me.

“What the fuck, may I ask, are you doing here?”

“Oh come on Kael, can’t I visit my best friend?”

I’m practically foaming at the mouth. Aeson joins us. He keeps looking back and forth between Madeline and myself with a hesitant expression. Who does this bitch think she is! ‘Can’t I visit my best friend?’ Gah! I’m going to impale her with a rusty pole, a blunt one at that.

“Perhaps you could, if you had a best friend. But seeing as how you don’t, I suggest you get your venereal infested cooch the fuck away from me.”

I hear Aeson trying to stifle a laugh. Madeline however, doesn’t seem phased. Aggravation! Her wicked smile only grows in size and I see something cold in her eyes. What the fuck is this bitch up to?

“Well, if you’re going to be such a little bitch to me...”

She turns her head towards Aeson and an ominous feeling that I desperately try to ignore rises in my gut.

“Aeson, do you know why Kael is so upset with me?”

Oh, hell-mother-fucking-no! She wouldn’t...Oh fuck me, she would! This is so not okay. Her smile grows even more sinister. Fuck, if I punch her then that will only give her more reason to spill the beans. But I have to do something! Fucking beans!

“...Well, remember that one time you and I hooked up? You see, Kael turned into a jealous little bitch...but you can’t blame him. After all, he does run around proclaiming how much he is in love with you.”

It’s as if those last four words come in slow motion. My heart drops with every syllable.

She giggles, and there goes my fucking life. I brave a quick glance at Aeson and he is just standing there, looking confused and contemplative. He shakes his head and bites his lip. Not the lip bite! I can’t do this...he knows...

He fucking knows.

He doesn’t even look at me. He probably can’t. If I’ve ever truly hated Madeline, it is right now.

“Aeson, I...”

Fuck, what am I supposed to say here? What can I say? Nothing can be the same now. He doesn’t respond to my pathetic attempt at speech. I could’ve denied it, but now it’s obvious. Hell, it’s always been obvious. Maybe he was just denying it because he didn’t want it to be true.

Of course he didn’t want it to be true.

I sort of fantasized about a moment like this. Aeson would find out how much I fucking love him, and he would smile and kiss me, or something to that effect. That is obviously not going to be the outcome here. And god-fucking-damnit, I’m crying. You know what, I officially just have over-productive tear glands. Is there any doctors out there? Can I get this shit surgically corrected? Aeson finally looks down at me. He seems almost betrayed. When he notices the tears welling up in my eyes, he deflates even further. Again, he slowly shakes his head.

Fuck this. I quickly stand up and brush past the two figures being blurred by my tears. I’m not surprised to see a satisfied smirk on Madeline’s face. I take off in the direction of my drama park with every intention of crying my eyes out on one of the swings. I would have made it too, if it wasn’t for that meddling Aeson and his darned concerned expression!

I don’t turn to face him when he grabs my shoulder. I can’t face him.

“Kael, what Madeline said...is it true?”

I laugh bitterly. Of course it’s fucking true, you gorgeous amazing moron.

“What do you think, Aeson?”

“I don’t know, Kael! If you tell me it’s not true then I’ll believe you.”

So, he’s giving me an out. I could just laugh and say that it’s nothing but Madeline being her normal psycho bitch self. But that would be such an obvious lie and he knows it. He’s just scared or some other bullshit like that.

“Yeah, you would really like me to tell you that, wouldn’t you? Get real Aeson, it’s been staring you right in the fucking face since the day you met me. It was always you. Remember when you asked me why Sasha and I broke up? I told you that we just wanted different things. As in, I want you.”

He seems a little taken aback by my statement. Oh please, like it’s that big of a shock. I’m very curious to see how he responds although I have a strong feeling that I’m not going to like it. As long as he doesn’t punch me...

“ You know I’m straight.”

You have got to be fucking kidding me. I seriously can’t believe he is still clinging to his false heterosexuality, It’s absolutely ridiculous.

“Really Aeson? Because you sure as hell don’t act like it. I’ll tell you what, you find me another straight guy who willing sleeps in the same bed as a faggot every fucking night, and I’ll believe you.”

Now he seems upset by my statement. Well good, it’s the fucking truth.

‘So what, being open minded automatically makes me gay?”

“That, and the whole ‘being in love with a boy’ thing is kind of a hint.”

Now he looks really pissed. Shit, I always have to fucking bring that up. No wonder he doesn’t fucking like me in the slightest.

“Tell me Kael, has bringing him up ever ended well?”

“Whatever Aeson, obviously there is nothing I can do to fix this. Maybe some day you’ll be ready to be yourself. Maybe someday you’ll be ready to love me. Until then, have fun playing the straight jock role.”

With that I walk away. He doesn’t follow me.

God, I hope he hurries up with that getting ready thing.

DUN DUN DUN...

So...it's been awhile, don't kill me :)

Holy cow on my face, you guys! The last chapter brought this kid past the 100 review mark. You have no idea how crazy happy that makes me, seriously. Big giant rainbow cupcake hearts to all of you who reviewed, on the real you kids own me.

I have a sneaking suspicion that next chapter will be the last ( I know I know, I've said that before) For real this time though. It'd be good to wrap it up at an even 30 chapters (daaaaaamn I can't believe I've written something that long)

Anyway, that means that if there are any final questions\comments\concerns that you want to address, do it now! If there are any random loose ends (aside from the blatantly obvious ones) that I may have forgotten, feel free to bug me about them. I really want questions you guys, seriously they're the best. Even if you feel lame for asking like, 'what's Kael's favorite color?' don't, just go for it

Oh darn, another absurdly long a\n...ah well! Until next time, my dears...