Eugene POV
The rest of the guys went; now it's my turn. I take a deep breath to steady myself. I wouldn't say that I don't trust them specifically, I don't trust anyone. I have a lot in my past that I would like to stay there and getting to close to people is what gets you hurt. I can do this.
The test begins easy enough the guys are asking me the usual questions, "who's your favorite" and stuff like that. Everything seems to be going fine and I start to forget why I was so nervous until I see Keith, Ned and Zach give each other a look.
I take another deep breath and notice that my turn is almost up. I can do this.
Ned starts the uncomfortable questioning.
"Do you believe in true love?"
Of course this question would come from Ned. The man found his perfect match so young. That may work for him but I know the world and it's taught me that true love isn't something that I'll ever find.
"No"
My voice is strong. These questions are getting personal but I'd rather tell the truth than be outed as a liar. I've made my decision; let them do their worst. I was right this is the test that breaks me.
The guys often tease me and my lack of emotions, and I know it's in good fun. But I've snapped. This is who I am, who I've tried to protect them from seeing in me. The scared little boy whose father left him, his mother and sisters in a crushing divorce. The boy who was picked on for his looks and dreams of doing something creative with his life.
I know what the guys are doing, and if they want to get to know me well here I am this is me.
After my answer was proven truthful by John there was the chorus of awws I was expecting. Yup guys and it just gets more messed up from there.
Moving on Keith hits the next sore spot; my hair.
"Is your hair the product of all your insecurities?"
I've already made up my mind to be truthful in this experiment so what the hell.
"Yes"
"He's telling the truth"
The question was answered but I may as well give them a little background.
"It was the one thing people said was attractive when I was young…"
The looks of pity have begun, but I barely notice. I barely notice anything anymore, I'm too caught up in my memories. Oh the feelings they brought back.
Keith mumbles some type of joke trying to ease the tension in the room as Zach moves on. I can feel it, this will be the last question of the day.
"Eugene do you know how much the three of us care about you?"
Here it was, the big question. I can do this.
After a pause I make up my mind and answer.
"...No"
The silence is deafening. I wonder what they're thinking right now. Bet they didn't think I was this messed up. Finally John answers the question I know they're all wanting to ask.
"He's telling the truth"
And that's it. I go numb I just want this to be over with. The guys leave the set and I don't even bat an eye. I give my end thoughts get unhooked and leave. I'm lucky enough to slip away unnoticed.
