THIS IS NOT THE LAST CHAPTER~the next is. Fyi (/゚Д゚)/
Malcolm rushed out of his room, directed towards his older brothers. He wasn't sure what he was going to do, or which brother he was trying to protect, but he never ran so fast before in his life.
But it was too late to stop. He heard it all.
Reese jumped up from the couch. "Malcolm...!"
Malcolm wasn't sure what to say, so he ran. He ran to the farthest place in the house with a door to lock.
"Shit." Francis got up too. But Reese was faster.
Reese chased Malcolm all the way down to their parent's room. Malcolm slammed the door and locked it. Reese sighed in frustration and pounded on the door.
Malcolm had his hands pressed to the door, as if he removed them, Reese would knock down the door.
Francis slipped into the room through the bathroom door. Malcolm hated himself for not thinking of that door.
"Get out," stated Malcolm. He didn't know what else to say.
"Malcolm. Calm down." Francis tried to approach him.
"You knew all along?!"
"No, well maybe, but..."
"But nothing! You lied! Everything was a lie!"
"Malcolm, it wasn't. I swear. If you'll just listen..."
Malcolm was too busy pacing, trying to keep up with his mind.
"Malcolm! Just listen!"
"And what's this-that you traded Reese for me?"
Francis huffed in defeat. He could never outsmart Malcolm anyways. "Yes, I did. I was with Reese for a while."
"So everything, everything! was a ruse?! You both set me up?" Malcolm was running on pure emotional adrenaline.
"No...!" Francis walked around Malcolm, trying to gather his thoughts. "Reese...well I never liked him like I like you."
Malcolm swallowed, waiting for a thought to form in his head. "So what you had with Reese..."
"Reese is yesterday's news," finished Francis.
Malcolm stopped pacing, and Francis grabbed him by his arms, pulling him closer. "You're the one that I want, Malcolm."
The double doors to the backyard flew open. "You didn't think to close these, did you?" Reese directed the comment towards Francis.
"Malcolm, don't believe him. He's lying," warned Reese.
"Like you lied to me?" Malcolm took a step towards Reese.
"No, he's just trying to manipulate you." tried Reese.
"How did you know, about me and Francis," assessed Malcolm.
"Because. I'm not stupid."
Francis scoffed
"Alright maybe I am. But still."
"Tell me how!"
Reese rolled his eyes. "You said blow."
"What?"
"That one night," Reese explained. "You said you didn't want me to blow you."
"Yeah, so..." Oh.
It had occurred to Malcolm at the time.
"Because the only person I ever heard say that is Francis," pouted Reese.
"So? How do you know that you couldn't have just said that once? Or I just said it, it's not like Francis patented the word."
"Hey! I would never say such a dirty thing," Reese menaced.
Malcolm perked an eyebrow. Of all the things you say...
"Look, enough. Why don't you just let Malcolm decide," intervened Francis.
"No. Wait, Malcolm. You have to believe me," begged Reese.
"Give me time, to think about it." Malcolm pushed past them, going into the backyard, and closing the double doors behind him.
"Way to go, jackass." Francis shoved Reese. "You just couldn't keep your mouth shut; now look what you've done."
"How is this my fault?"
"You just couldn't stand the fact that Malcolm wants me."
"Whatever," sighed Reese, heading towards the door to the hallway.
"Just stay away from him," warned Francis. "Did you forget who taught you everything you know? Did you forget who you gave your virginity to?"
Reese stopped walking and turned to Francis. He stomped towards him, lifting his arm, forming a fist with his hand.
Francis was too fast. He delivered a punch to Reese stomach and then one to his face.
Reese keeled over on the floor before Francis stepped over him and left.
xXx
Malcolm walked. Mostly around his neighborhood.
There was no way around it. Neither should be trusted. They both lied...sort of.
He came to a stop when he reached a convenience store. It was at least seven blocks away from his house. He dug into his pants pocket and felt a bill. He went into the store thinking about buying a soda or Slurpee. He gave a small nod at the clerk that greeted him, before scanning the candy aisle. He looked at a few selections when he decided against it and went to the back to get a soda. He was about to pay for it when he saw something at the cash register. His first thought was of his brother. "Actually, I'll take these instead."
xXx
By the time Malcolm made it back home, the sunlight was dimming. His parents would be home soon. Having walked all day reminded him that he had not purchased that soda after all. He went into the house that seemed desolate, and served himself a glass of juice. He wiped his mouth on his sleeve when he caught the sight of something outside. Upon further inspection he saw that it was Reese. Reese was turning off the side of the house. Malcolm ran out the door and raced after him.
"Reese!"
Reese seemed genuinely surprised. He turned to see Malcolm.
Malcolm gasped when he saw his face.
"I was just going to look for you," said Reese.
"What happened to your face," exclaimed Malcolm.
"Nothing," replied Reese. He rubbed his bruised eye.
"Reese, I made up my mind."
Reese stayed silent.
Malcolm nervously shifted. "I'm sorry, but..."
Hal's headlights poured over them as the car pulled up. Hal honked, signaling for them to move to the side.
They both jumped at the intrusion, and scrambled away, into the house.
Francis emerged from the bedrooms. He eyed Reese, suspiciously, then directed his attention to Malcolm. "Malcolm, did you...make up your mind?"
"Hey boys," Hal greeted walking in, and then paused upon seeing all three of them standing around. "What's going on," asked Hal, looking around, scared.
"Oh nothing, dad. Just that Reese broke the neighbor's window again." Francis said it in a serious tone, crossing his arms over his chest, frowning.
"Damn it, Reese! Again? That's it mister, go to your room," Hal demanded.
"No, dad! I..." Reese started.
"Not another word. Your mom will deal with it when she gets home!" Hal ushered Reese to his room.
Francis threw a smile at Malcolm and Malcolm returned it.
xXx
At dinner, Lois forbade Reese to leave his room.
"I'm hungry..." moaned Reese from the room.
Lois rolled her eyes, ignoring him. She turned her attention back to the table. Upon only seeing Hal, Malcolm, Francis and herself, she asked "Where's Dewey?"
Everyone shrugged, realizing that indeed, Dewey was missing.
"Oh for crying out loud, can't you keep an eye out for your little brother? What have you been doing all day?" Lois got up and picked up the phone. She dialed someone and exchanged a few words over the phone. Turns out Dewey was just a neighbor-friend's house. Lois hung up the phone and was turning to go back to the table when she saw a letter tucked into the back of the microwave. Lois pulled it out. She opened it and began to read it.
Francis looked up and immediately jumped when he saw what she was reading.
"Mom..."
Lois looked up at Francis, rage evident in her expression.
"You weren't planning to tell me about this?!" Lois waved the letter at Francis's face. Then Francis started yelling and all hell broke loose.
Malcolm got up from the table. No need to excuse himself since neither of his family members noticed. He stepped into his bedroom and closed the door behind him.
"Malcolm?" Reese was lying on Malcolm's side of the bed, but stood up when Malcolm came in the room. "What's going on?" Reese glanced towards the door then back at Malcolm.
"I got you something," said Malcolm approaching him.
Before Reese could react Malcolm shoved something into Reese's mouth. Reese started to say something until he realized what Malcolm gave him.
Malcolm pressed a kiss to Reese. He could taste the chocolate on Reese's breath.
"Wait, does this mean you picked me," Reese asked, breaking the kiss.
Malcolm rolled his eyes and scoffed "Yes, idiot!" He reached into his pocket and pulled the box of Snocaps out. He handed them to Reese.
Reese tried to resist smiling. He pulled Malcolm into his embrace and kissed him again.
These boys don't have enough testosterone! JC I'm drowning in the cheese(-yness). (╯ಊ╰)
I'm just gonna add one more chapter to wrap it up/explain a few things and add some...last bit of action *insert suggestive emoticon*
