WARNING! This chapter contains lots of swearing. Just thought I'd let you know. Enjoy!

"Dave, your friend is here!"

Dave sat perched on the edge of his bed, listening to the footsteps coming toward his door. In his current state they sounded ominous. He had been feeling jumpy all day, trying to figure out how best to do what he was about to do. But there was no rule book, no guidelines, no script for when you were about to tell your best friend that you were gay.

"Hey man, what up?" Azimio flopped onto Dave's bed and pulled his football pillow into his lap like he used to do when they had sleep overs in middle school. Things were so much easier back then. "What is this 'very important matter' you wanted to talk about?"

Dave took a deep breath and stood up, opting for pacing quickly around the room. Then he sat down again and tried to get comfortable. Then he stood up and resumed his pacing.

"Dude, sit down! You makin me feel sick." Dave stared at his friend, eyes pleading, and Azimio's eyes softened a bit. He tapped the place on the bed next to him and his best friend sat down silently.

"What did you wanna tell me?"

"I...This is very hard for me to say."

"Wait, lemme guess. You joined Glee club?" He said, his voice flat.

Dave wasn't surprised that he knew about that. The only rumor going around school about him now was hardly a rumor, as everyone knew it was true. Two boys from the football team who had been watching Dave's last performance in Glee club decided to record it and upload it to youtube. Funny enough, they were so quick to upload it as fast as possible that they missed the kiss that was sure to be the talk of the entire school.

"No, not that. It's something else."

"So you're saying you didn't sing in Glee club? You sayin that video is a fake?"

"No, it's real. I'm saying that I have something...more pressing to tell you."

"Then say it already, dude."

Dave got off his bed slowly and went to his dresser, pulling from the top drawer a small t-shirt. He came back to the bed and handed the shirt to Azimio before sitting down. On the front it said Dave and Az and on the back it said Best friends for life.

"Do you remember when we made these?" Azimio picked up the shirt and spun it around, a wide grin on his face.

"Hell yeah. Damn, we'd get our asses kicked if we ever wore these to school now."

"Yeah, we would," Dave laughed quietly. "But do you remember the promise we made? Do you remember what we swore we would never allow to happen?"

"Yeah, 'I solomnly swear to never turn my back on my brother.' Can't believe we made these when we were only seven."

"And I've never turned my back on my brother, have I?"

Az looked at him, his eyes darkening from the serious turn of the conversation. Dave was remembering back to the time they spent summer camp together right before second grade, only two weeks after Azimio's family had moved to Lima.

"No, you haven't. And I'll never turn my back on my brother. Tell me what you wanted me to know." Azimio's eyes were softened by their memories and Dave suddenly felt the courage to push the words out.

"I'm gay."

He closed his eyes tight, scared to see the look crossing his friend's face when he found out that Dave was exactly what he had hated for so many years. Memories filled his mind of all the times that they had pushed Kurt around for being gay. Would Azimio feel the same way about him as he did about Kurt? Would the football team turn against him?

"I can't believe you!"

Dave's eyes shot open at the tone of disgust coming from his friend. He looked at Azimio only to see that he friend had pushed himself off the bed and was hovering over Dave. He flinched and tried to stay calm.

"Come on, Az, you know I can't control this!"

"Not that! How could you...How could you treat him like that, when you're just the same way?"

Dave's eyebrows pulled together in confusion before realization washed over him. Azimio was talking about Kurt.

"I was afraid. I didn't know what else to do!"

"Fucking pathetic excuse!" Azimio paced up and down the room, his face twisted in anger. Dave jumped up and grabbed his shoulder, preventing him from moving.

"Don't even try to pull that superiority bullshit! You know you would've done the same damn thing if this were you!" Dave couldn't understand why Azimio was so mad. It didn't make any sense to him.

Azimio grabbed the shirt off the bed and held it up.

"You wanna know why I'm pissed right now? Because this-" he stabbed the words best friends for life. "-doesn't mean shit!"

"What are you talking about?"

"You let me fuck with a boy for being gay! You let me talk you into doing it! You let me insult this kid every day and you never said anything against it! You know what that means? Means I didn't just throw things at Hummel. I didn't just push Hummel into lockers. I didn't just say nasty things to Hummel. I said bad things to every gay person, I abused everyone like him. And that includes you."

Azimio stepped real close to Dave, breathing hard and fast, and Dave was frozen in place. Tears leaked down Azimio's face but he didn't wipe them away.

"You let me abuse you. I promised to never turn my back on you, and you let me turn my back on you without even realizing it. How could you do that?"

"I-I never even thought-"

"You never thought what? That I'd care? I'm the worst friend in the world. And you're no better. So this means nothing now." He threw the shirt in Dave's face and spun on his heel, racing down the stairs at an alarming pace. He was out the door before the first sob escaped Dave's lips.

I love when I plan on writing one thing, and as I write it morphs into another thing completely. Anyways, tell me what you thought! Thanks for reading :)

~Alex