House on fire, p.22

House on Fire, page 22

 

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Chapter 21

  This was going all the wrong way. I was falling more in love with her every second, and she was responding. My duty to protect her – the whole family – demanded that I put a stop to this, but how? She wouldn’t listen to reason; Daniel was right about that.

  “Sis,” I began, “I have to tell you something.”

  “Okay, so tell me.”

  “It’s... something really difficult...”

  “You can trust me.”

  “It’s, it’s... I’m gay.” I avoided her eyes.

  What the hell did I just say? Oh shit, now I’ve really messed this up.

  “You’re what?”

  I doubled down.

  “I’m attracted to other guys.”

  “You are not,” she said dismissively.

  No, I wasn’t, but I had said it. I’d have to either backtrack or run with it. Who knew? Maybe it would work.

  “You can’t tell anyone.” I tried to sound desperate, which was pretty easy right then.

  “Cory, you are not a homosexual.”

  “Please, Jessie, this is hard enough, okay? Just listen. I think about guys. All the time. I try not to, but I can’t help it.”

  Her mouth hung open as she studied my face. Finally she gasped, “You’re serious?”

  “Have I ever lied to you?” Not until now, and it tasted really bad.

  “Holy shit, Cory! How long...?”

  Dammit, now I had to make up a whole bunch of lies. “Months. I thought it might go away, but it just gets worse.”

  “Is it someone in particular?”

  “No,” I said, still unable to meet her gaze.

  “Is it Spaz? Are you horny for Spaz?” She was angry. I guessed that was good.

  “No, no, not him – please don’t do this to me. I feel like scum, and I have this secret, and you’re the only person in the world I can trust with it.” I did have a secret, and I really did feel like scum. So much so that I started to sob and found I couldn’t stop.

  I cried for the love we could never have. I bawled for loss of my dreams. But now that I had started down this road there was no turning back. It was my only chance. I was trapped, and totally screwed.

  She held me and cried along with me. I knew what that kiss on the neck meant to her, and I knew I was breaking her heart, too. Maybe I should just stop and tell the truth – this was too much to bear. No, I decided, everything depends on me – I can’t afford to be weak. We’d come so close earlier, so close to admitting the truth out loud – and then there’d be no stopping the train wreck. I had to save the family, and this was the price we’d have to pay.

  “Wait, what about the shower? Didn’t you feel it? You said I was beautiful.” Oh my God, she did feel it!

  “You are beautiful. That doesn’t fix my problem.”

  “Bullshit!” She shoved my shoulder. “You were excited. I saw it.”

  Now I was mortified, but worse, I was caught, betrayed by my own body.

  “It wasn’t for you,” I lied.

  “What if you’re bi?”

  “I don’t know. That’s not how I feel.”

  “Maybe it’s just a phase and it’ll pass.”

  “Maybe, but right now I’m trying to deal with my reality.”

  “Why are you doing this?” she yelled. “What about me? What about us? We said I do!”

  “I’ll always be married to you in my heart, Jessie, but there are things I can’t control. You have to help me.”

  “How? What do you want from me?”

  “Dad. He reads me like a book, and he’ll know something’s up.”

  She shrugged. “You could just tell him...”

  “No way. I’m not ready for that.”

  “No, no, you’re right. Not a good idea.”

  “You have to promise you won’t tell him. Him, or anyone.”

  She laid her hands in her lap and sighed.

  “Okay, I promise. You’re right, nobody in this little town would accept it. But what’ll you say to Dad?”

  “I guess I’ll have to say the nightmares are worse. That’s the only plausible thing I can come up with.”

  “What about me? He’ll know I’m hiding something.”

  “He doesn’t read you as well. Besides, now you’re a hormonal teenage girl. There’s just no telling how you’ll act or feel.”

  “Gee, thanks, Cory. But you’re right; I can probably get away with it.”

  “I’m so sorry, Jess. I’m sorry to dump this on you. I just have nowhere else to turn.”

  “It’s okay. We’ve always protected each other. I love you, even though you’re seriously messed up.”

  “I am, aren’t I? Thanks Jess. I love you, too.” I kissed her forehead.

  Our eyes finally met and I felt that jolt again, just as strong as before. I quickly looked away.

  “I’m exhausted,” I said. “I’m going to bed, okay?”

  That night I could hear her crying in her room. She finally fell asleep, and it was safe for me to cry. When Dad came home I had to be quiet.

 

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