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“Well hello, power top vibes.” He winks at Roman, who growls at him.
It’s all too much, and I laugh, because seriously, what the hell? What is happening?
“Excuse me, Daddy,” Dylan says to Roman, who lifts an eyebrow but steps back. Amusement plays on Roman’s face as he watches Jared get increasingly uncomfortable. Dylan leans into Jared’s space but doesn’t touch him.
Jared grabs Dylan’s vest and pins him against the wall. The smile on Dylan’s face says this is exactly what he was hoping for.
“What’s wrong, Jar Jar?” he mocks as we wait to see what happens next. This is weird.
“You’re a fucking freak. Stay the hell away from me,” Jared snaps.
Dylan wraps his arms around Jared’s neck and jumps to wrap his legs around his waist.
“What the fuck are you doing?!” Jared pushes at Dylan, but he holds on tight.
“You don’t want people to think we’re fucking? Interesting.” He's serious now. “You’re as useless as tits on a boar anyway. Though still fun to play with when the mood strikes.”
Jared pulls back as far as he can, but Dylan leans in and licks up the side of Jared’s face.
“Go annoy someone else before I tell everyone you suck dick better than I do.” He jumps off Jared and shoves him back toward the dance.
Roman’s arms are crossed over his chest as he stares at Dylan. The punk says nothing, just gives Roman a head nod and disappears back into the darkness.
What the hell was that? The people at this school are so strange.
3
JONAH
We head inside, and Roman disappears on the dance floor with my sister. After going to the bathroom to clean up and dispose of my underwear, I drop into a seat at the table we claimed earlier, and Taylor sits next to me. My ass twinges a bit at the pressure after being abused by my dickhead boyfriend. Why do I love him again?
“You have fingerprints on your cheek.”
I drop my head back with an aggravated sigh, because of course I do. Damn it, Roman. I watch, frustrated, as my boyfriend dances with my sister. They make a good show. It’s so believable that sometimes I question if I’m being played.
Will he ever be in a place where he can claim me in public, or will I be forced to live in the shadows of my damn sister for the rest of my life? The thought forms a knot in my throat, and my knee bounces under the table again.
“Do I smell?” I ask Taylor, who gives me a weird look.
“What?”
I shake my head. “Never mind.” Dylan saw us. That’s a fact that I will have to deal with, but there’s nothing I can do right now.
“Relax, man,” Taylor says, tapping my arm with the back of his hand. “You look like you’re ready to stab them. Chill out.”
“Will it ever be my turn?” I snap out the words without meaning to. This isn’t Taylor’s fault. If I had any sense of self preservation, I would date Taylor instead of Roman, but the heart wants what the heart wants. Taylor is hot, there’s no denying that, but he doesn’t call to me like Roman does. Like he always has.
“Once you leave here, I guarantee it will be.” Taylor squeezes my shoulder, understanding what I’m going through. He’s the only out gay man in town, and he didn’t come out because he wanted to. He was forced out of the closet, and it almost cost him his life. “He loves you. I wasn’t sure that was possible.”
Roman spins Mary around so her back is to his front, and his eyes meet mine across the room. Through the flashing, colored lights, I can see the irritation for just a split second before he covers it with a smile that fools everyone but me and maybe Taylor.
Don’t get me wrong, I love Mary, and I appreciate what she’s doing for us. If it gets out, she’ll be in just as much danger as us, but it’s hard to see them together when I can’t. She gets to hold his hand in the hallway, kiss him outside of class, sit next to him at the diner. Everyone says how cute they are together, how amazing their future babies will be, while I grit my teeth. I don’t want to resent her, but I do.
A few more songs play before the happy couple grab some drinks and come take a seat at the table with Taylor and me.
Both their faces are flushed and smiling. Roman sits, and Mary drops into his lap as jealousy shoots through me, and I clench my jaw to keep my mouth shut.
“Having a good time?” Roman lifts an eyebrow at me and watches me over the rim of his cup as he takes a drink.
