Josh flung the door to their room so hard it nearly knocked it off the hinges.

Storming toward Drake's bed finding him casually kicked back strumming away at his guitar like nothing had happened.

"What are you doing?" Josh demanded coldly.

Drake mimed slipping a pair of sunglasses down his nose with one hand and sipping a drink with the other, "Chillin' back on a beach in Tijuana, sippin' a margarita..." Lowering the "glasses" a little farther down he added, "Well helloooo Jose!"

Josh couldn't help feeling he had walked into a smart remark that only seemed to add fuel to the fire.

Drake found himself hauled off his bed and hurled face first onto Josh's, his arm pinned back with all of Josh's weight.

"O-ow! Jo-Josh, you're... hur-"

Josh leaned in inches from his squirming step-brother's ear, "You listen to me, and you listen good, Drake Parker..." His tone froze Drake's heart. He stopped trying to escape and agreed to listen, "This is nothing compared to the hurt I will put on you if you even think of trying to out me - when there may not even be anything to out - to mom and dad, clear?" He snarled.

Drake nodded, allowing a slight grunt of pain to escape. Josh took the grunt as a plea to get off, "Good. Glad we're clear."

As soon as Drake felt the pressure off, he scrambled back to cradle his sore arm, staring in disbelief.

"S-so is that a threat?" He asked, trying to keep his voice from shaking.

"It's a promise."

"J-Josh, I..."

"I don't know how, but I know you put something into dad's head..."

"So what?!" Drake snapped defiantly, quickly shrinking back when Josh made as though he'd pounce again, "So," he softened his tone, "I 'came out' like I said I would and don't think I wasn't listening I know you lied..."

"I did not lie! I'm not gay..."

"But you told me you think you're bi, why didn't you tell them?"

"Because... I don't... just let me figure this out, alright?"

"Yeah, whatever. Least you could have done was told them 'I think I might be... but I'm working on it...'"

"I didn't say anything 'cause there may not be anything to say!"

"You're such a hypocrite!"

"What?!"

"You're always saying 'You shouldn't lie ever to anyone, Drake'..."

"For the last time, I'm not lying!"

"Oh? 'Cause it seems to me like you're doing an awful lot of lying lately..."

"What are you getting at?"

"You've been lying to yourself. A lot. Trust me, I know the signs. I lied to myself for almost two years, remember?"

Josh took a defensive stance. Drake took it as attack mode and ducked for cover.

"You know what I see when I look at you right now?" He said sternly, trying to turn the conversation back to Drake.

"A guy about to pee his pants?" Drake laughed slightly.

"I see a vindictive..." He waited for the confused 'eyebrow furrow'.

He was/wasn't disappointed, "Please if you ever decide to pick up a book please let it be a dictionary!"

"Well!"

"Think combination Mindy/Megan..."

"J-Josh, please..."

"You're making it very difficult to love you, you know?"

"Y-you still... love me?"

"My feelings aren't a light switch. I can't just turn them off and on."

He tried to exit before Drake could stop him and he made it, but not before catching, "I-I still love you too, jerk!", as he slammed the door.