It was a tall and impressive building. One that Tom has been frequenting more than ever recently. The church stood proudly in the middle of the old street, and in front of it, stood a teen that looked like a lost puppy. Tom took a deep breath, and entered.

Walking down the aisle, Tom could see a figure talking to the old lady that plays the organ. When the figure turned and faced him a smile graced his face. Father Ryan welcomed Tom with a fatherly embrace and led him to a pew where they could sit and talk.

The elder man urged the teen to take a seat while he smiled and sat close by.

"Hello son, how have you been?"

"I want you to help me. I need Bill to get back the way he was before."

Tom knew there was no sense in what he just said. Perhaps that's why he thought this man could help him.

"I'm glad to see you worried about your brother's eternity. That's what a good brother would do."

Tom smiled a faint and hopeful smile. Maybe he is a good brother after all.

"At this point, I believe the best thing to do is tell your parents. I'm sure they're a God fearing couple and they can surely get your brother some much needed help."

Tom pondered for a second. He can tell their parents but would that be a good idea? Their family has never discussed its views on homosexuality, and they never had any gay friends. What if his parents turned out to be extremists and decided to kick Bill out? What if they didn't do anything and Tom became the family outcast? Would telling his parents be considered a betrayal? Tom started feeling his head throbbing. He couldn't come up with any good endings to this scenario.

"I don't think this is a good idea…I'm practically selling out my brother."

Father Ryan smiled affectionately and shook his head.

"Don't think of it as unfaithfulness, think of it as offering help. After all, if you didn't love him, you wouldn't have cared so much! Your parents are the only people with the ability to take your brother to people who can help him out of sin!"

Tom sighed sadly and thanked father Ryan as he existed the church. He had promised the man to think about it, and of course, to pray.

The teen with the long, golden dreadlocks walked across the street zipping up his jacket as the chilling wind hit him violently. He reached his hand to his neck and pulled a small locket, it had Bill's picture and "My second half" engraved. It was their twin lockets that they exchanged years ago. Tom never took his off, even after the fights with Bill. That's when it hit him, Bill threw his the moment they had that little fight at school. Tom closed his eyes remembering how years ago they pledged never to take it off. It was more than a locket, it was a symbol. It stood for how they can never truly be apart, just thinking of how Bill flung it like it was dirt made Tom's heart ache.

He made a decision. Being gay didn't only change Bill's sexuality, but it made him a different person, and not a better person.

"Mom, Gordon, I have something important to say…"

Simone pretended not to hear Tom while Gordon frowned at him.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong, really, just the fact that you battered your baby brother yesterday."

"Listen to me now would you? OK, I know I screwed up yesterday but can you at least listen to me? Bill needs your help."

The couple sighed simultaneously and looked at their elder child.

"Bill is…gay"

Simone looked at Gordon then back at Tom as if this was some kind of a joke.

"Seriously, He's a homo mom! He told me!"

Gordon couldn't help but chuckle loudly, which broke Simone down in laughter too.

"What the hell? Why are you laughing? This isn't funny!"

Simone drew a breath and looked at her son.

"Tomi, sweetheart, Bill was never in a closet for this to be news."

"Kid, your brother couldn't get any gayer if he started shitting rainbows, wearing pink heels, and collecting Barbie dolls."

Gordon chuckled again.

"Wait so you knew? He told you?"

"He didn't tell us. You should know that some things go unsaid and this is one, you can't be gay if the closet door is made of glass and the inside is all glitter and drag."

"So…you guys knew all this time, but are still OK with it?"

Simone and Gordon stared at each other, and then back at Tom.

"Why wouldn't we? I mean, what's wrong with being gay?"

Gordon interrupted…

"Tom, please don't tell me that's why you beat him…Oh God!"

Tom just sat on a chair and shook his head in disbelieve.

Behind the kitchen wall, Bill was eavesdropping on the conversation. He felt himself crush inside, but feel relief too. The fact that his parents were supportive made him feel somewhat good, but the fact that Tom was trying to win them to his side made Bill sick to his stomach. Is this how their relationship ends then? Backstabbing each other became the thing to do now?

However Bill was a fighter, and if Tom wanted war, then war he shall get. Bill straightened himself up and wiped away the melted eyeliner from his cheeks, and then he entered the kitchen with the pride of a peacock.

"Mom, dad, I'm bringing my boyfriend to dinner tomorrow, I hope you wouldn't mind meeting him."