Warning: Some homophobic slurs.

Alex's POV

A girl with dirty blonde hair -which suspiciously reminded me of Aiden's hair- walked into the room with about equally high energy as Cloe.

"Is your surname Summers?" Sam asked suddenly, receiving a shy nod in return. 'That's Aiden's surname, isn't it?' I thought, trying to remember. "I think I know your dad!" Sam continued with a wide smile.

"Kayla, you have a big brother that also goes to the same high school as Alex, right? What's his name? Maybe my brother knows him!" Cloe said excitedly, startling Kayla.

"My big brother's name is Aiden," she said shyly.

'Fuck. My crush's sister is friends with mine, and my future stepdad knows my crush's dad.' I thought, wanting to die right then and there. 

"Alex, are you okay?" Cloe asked, "You look like you were crying."

"Oh, yeah. I just sneezed a lot," I lied, hoping she wasn't as good as Sam at knowing if someone was lying.

"Leave the sick boy alone, you two," Rebecca said, appearing in my doorway.

I gave her a thankful look once she had chased the girls out of my room.

"I think I'm going to go to the store now. Your mother will be back in five minutes, I think," Sam said, getting up. Once the door to my room was closed, Rebecca turned to me with a look I already understood.

"Spill. What's happening between you and Aiden?" She demanded.

"Nothing," I lied. Rebecca sighed and sat on my bed. "Alex, I saw the two of you walking home together," She said with a smirk.

"It didn't go well, though. Aiden almost got kidnapped," I admitted, covering my face with my hands. 'I'm too sick to deal with this shit,' I sighed mentally.

Aiden's POV

I lay in bed, trying to sleep, unable to block out the shouting from downstairs.

"I'm telling you, I heard those boys saying that!" I heard my mother shouting, probably on the phone with my father, "I will not have a disgusting, dirty fag as a son!"

I felt the blood drain from my face, and tears wanted to escape my eyes as I stared at my room's plain, white ceiling. My heart was beating so hard in fear that I could barely hear my own thoughts. 'Did someone tell my mother? Does she know about the kiss?' I panicked internally.

"If I have to, I will beat it out of the damn boy- You know what, I'll ask him something tomorrow, and if he says or does anything that even suggests that he might be one of those, I will personally ensure that he will be normal again." She said. 'She sounds insane. Wait- Beat it out of me? Turn me normal? Is she crazy? It was one kiss!' I thought, scared and outraged at what I was hearing.

I heard her walk up the stairs once she finished with the call. I pretended to be asleep when she walked into my room and sat on the edge of my bed. She brushed her hand through my hair and mumbled, "You're normal, right? There's no way a child of mine is a faggot, right?" She got up and left after a few seconds, leaving me unable to sleep from pure fear.

I'm so evil, aren't I? Anyway, everything's finally falling into place! Hell, I'm already planning the next episode in my head, even though I need to post it in, like, three weeks (I'm writing this on October 27th) haha. Aaaanyway, I hope you have a nice day/night/whatever time it is for you! Comment any thoughts or suggestions for me. Take care of yourself and treat yourself with that thing that you really want. You deserve it! ^^