29 Brother. (2/2)

My silence provoked Dale. He was about to shut the door into my face. I could not let that happen and jammed myself between the door and the wall

”Wait! What is it? We're just friends! And he's gay!”

”I don't believe a word about that guy being gay!” Dale shouted. ”I know he just wants to get close to you!”

He got it right. I was shocked. ”N-no--”

”Michelle's right Leigh.” Dale continued with an angry tone. ”Any sensible human would never believe such stupid rumor. He clearly likes you! Yesterday he was hugging you, wasn't he?!”

No, he's just doing his duty forcing by the contract. I could only answer that in my head.

”Nothing to say?” Dale smirked. ”What about you Leigh? Do you like him?”

Now, I was totally exasperated. If Dale had asked me this a day earlier, I could tell him 'no' without any hard feelings. But how could I say it now? I didn't want to lie. I couldn't tell the truth!

The tension's getting on my nerve and I could hold it no longer. I peevishly shouted. ”Okay! Okay!” Oh! What is this?! ”If you don't like it, I'm not gonna be friend with him anymore! You're happy?!”

Outraging, I turned and tramped away, didn't wait for an ending. His behavior today really pissed me off. What happen to Dale's logical lobe of brain? Is he making me choose? Between him and Dylan?

Of course, I would choose him! We knew each other for so long! And I loved him too. I doubtlessly had to choose a family over a random guy, no, random demon.

Yet, I was agitated at what I had announced. Knowing for certain that I could not be with Dylan anymore, and with such short time of realizing the crush. I was going to spend a lot of time with him. I was going to be good to him. Thanking everything he had done for me. Now, it could only be a dream.

Obviously, I could not expect anything more than friendship from Dylan anyway. I lost in every way comparing to him. Long, long, light-year long way out of his league. My look was so ordinary and he was so good-looking. My dresses were cheap and tomboy while he always dressed well. And the greatest difference was our character. He was a popular out-going guy whereas I was an introvert anti-social who was never at ease with the arrival of tomorrow.Most important thing, we live in a totally different world!

I sighed considering all the reasons and possibilities between us and thought about Dale. A drop of tear drew a line across my cheek.

I gave up.

Tears brimming in my eyes and washed down my cheeks. It felt just like dad's bike when I lost a very important part of me.