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Chapter Three:

I sat under the covers, the silence staying beside me.

At least silence loves me…

"Alvin?"

That voice made my ears perk up and my eyes break the hardened mold of being closed, "Will you come eat with us?"

If Simon was asking I would get up and shove him out of the room. The whole house would have heard about Simon coming into my room could have another breakdown just before Dave comes in and grounds me for cussing.

But it's not Simon.

It's Theodore

The little brother who I've fought for. The one who if I ever even see him cry someone is going to die.

The covers are slowly pulled away to reveal my chubby cheeked little brother.

"Please..." He stuck his lip out, his hands meeting under his chin, "I made your favourite: chicken strips, macaroni and cheese, and chocolate milk."

I take a deep breath, slowly rolling off of my bed.

I follow him out of the room and by my seat.

True to his word, Theo made chicken strips and extra cheesy macaroni with a topped off tall glass of chocolate milk.

He even took the time to sprinkle cheese on top of everything just the way I liked it.

This should smell amazing.

Why doesn't it?

I sit and Theo hands me a fork, pushing the plate a bit closer to me.

I could feel him watching me, waiting to see if I'll like it.

I stare at the food for a moment before taking a bite of the cheesy noodles.

I was rewarded with a breath being released and a bite being taken.

"So how was everyone's day?"

Dave and Simon traded looks for a moment, trading a silent message.

I look around the table my eyes only pausing at Brittany.

"Amazing. Ellinore and I saw a movie."

"That's good, Jeanette. Simon?"

"Pretty good. I to the library today."

I see Ellinore pull out her phone, smiling.

"Sorry for not texting you back Brittany."

I look at Brittany and see a smile splashed across her face.

Both of our gazes turn to her.

"I'm sure it was pretty relaxing, Simon."

I see her slowly stop chewing.

I couldn't watch any more. I was at the stairs, taking them jump by jump.

"Alvin? Where are you going?"

Dave's voice followed behind me, only sending me deeper into the house.

"Alvin get back here at the table." Dave's voice was yelling now.

The tears begin to surface, threatening to jump.

I don't make it to my bed, the blue bedsheets accompanying my sobs.

"Alvin?"

I pair of arms lift me off the ground and into a pair of arms.

I wrap my arms around Dave's neck, my sobs going into his shoulder.

He pulls me off of him, using his thumb to wipe away the tears, "What's wrong, Alvin?"

I take a deep breath, "Nothing."

"We can keep it a secret if you want. You can tell me anything."

He pulls my chin to match his, "Anything Alvin. I mean it. I will always love you."

The story begins to pour out of my lips, sobs interrupting my story.

"That's what's wrong..." My words were a whispers crashing against the wall, "I'm ruined Dave. That was my only secret."

"Everyone knows it."

A light knock at the door interrupts us, a quiet voice following, "Are you guys okay?"

Dave gives me a small smile, "Yeah, Simon. We're fine, just have a talk."

"Okay well. I just wanted to know if you guys are done eating."

I see Dave look at me, his eyebrows raised in question.

Theo wants me to eat.

"Y-yeah, we'll b-be down in a sec, Si." my voice was soft, sending a smile to Dave's face.

"We'll be down in just a second." Dave's voice echoed my response

Dave took my hand, "I want you to know that you'll always be popular at home," He pulls me into one last tight hug, "You'll always wanted here. We all love you."

He takes my hand, leading me down the stairs and sitting me in the chair.

Everyone was done eating, save for Simon who was sitting next to me.

He food has gone cold, with my fork still lodged in the noodles.

I take a small bite, letting the taste relax me.

"I've got some work to do, so I'll be upstairs. Okay?"

With a small nod, he goes upstairs leaving me and Simon alone.

"What happened?"

Simon pushes his plate away, turning to me.

After a moment of silence, I see his face narrow at me, "C'mon Alvin, tell me what happened?"

He pulls my chin toward his, my eyes staring into Simon deep blue ones.

"I'm going to keep at it until you tell me."

"Do you have your phone with you?" He pulls it out, putting it on the table.

I type in the password, checking his notifications box.

Brittany's message is still there, untouched by Simon.

I tap it and hand the phone to Simon.

I close my eyes, "Watch the video."

The audio starts with a quiet moan. It sounds almost like a girl.

I hate the sound of it.

A yell comes from the phone, and the video ends with a laugh from Brittany as I come running.

I crack open one eye, greeted with pair of blue eyes.

"So what of it?"

Don't you see it?

"So you masturbate. Everyone does at one point in their life."

"Look closer, Simon."

"So you have a below average penis. I won't tell anyone. You don't have to worry about it."

You don't have to tell anyone.

"She... sent that video to everyone in her phone, Simon."

I could feel the tears begin to form, falling, yet again, down my cheeks.

"I'm ruined." The sobs get louder as pair of arms wrap around me.

My sobs die down on Simon's chest, his heart beat comforting me.

"I'm ruined, Simon. I'm not even a loser. I'm gonna be one of those guys everyone avoi-"

"You will not be the next Rob Thompson."

Rob Thompson was a boy that, back in elementary school, was caught peeping in the girls locker room. Everyone avoided him for months after. His girlfriend ended up almost breaking his nose. He ended up moving out of town; his dad got a job in Sweden. At least that's what he said happened. He probably just wanted to start over.

He pulls away, looking me in the eyes, "Some girls actually like personality more than the size of your stuff, Alvin."

"Name one."

Silence followed.

"I don't really know that many people, but someone is willing to live you because of your personality."

I see him give one last hug before taking both of our plates and setting them in the dishwasher.

I look at the big clock hanging on the wall.

"I'm going to bed."

9:53 pm

"'Night, Alvin. Remember: I'll always be here to talk if you need anyone."

With a sigh I get up, making my way into my bedroom. I see Ellinore sitting one her bed, a disgusted look glued to her face.

I hop into bed, looking out the window at the darkness.

Maybe It won't be that bad. Maybe Simon's right. Some girls have to like personality more sex.