5. Keep it Gay

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Jack went home that night around 3:45 to find his brothers were sleeping. He went to bed happy that night for many reasons, one being that he probably wouldn't be getting a hard time from his brothers in the morning.

He was wrong.

The next morning Jack saw he was the last to wake up when he founding himself joining the three others at the table about 11:30.

"Why if it isn't Miss Jack! Had quite a late night last night huh?" Bobby snickered.

"Yeah," Jack grumbled, sitting down at the table with a smile. He ran a hand through his messy hair and reached for the pitcher of juice.

"Yeah? So some guy picked you up last night and you went back to his place?" Bobby instigated further. Jack looked up at his brother through stern eyes.

"Leave it alone Bobby. I was with Ange," He admitted casually, pouring a glass for himself.

"Ange? Really?" Angel asked, "way to go 'bro!" He laughed, playfully punching Jack's bare tattooed arm. Jack smirked and shook his head, avoiding eye contact with his brothers.

"So, you get laid or what?" Angel continued to ask.

"Angel, if he did, I'm sure he wouldn't tell us," Jeremiah chimed in.

"If he got laid, for certain if wouldn't have been with Ange," Bobby said finally.

"Why's that? Bobby, are you saying I couldn't get a girl like Ange?" Jack asked, turning towards Bobby, his lips slowly curling into a smirk.

"Well, I'm saying that you wouldn't go for a girl like her mostly because she's not a dude!" Bobby snorted.

"Well I'll have you know I did not get laid, but I was with Ange all night. We went to a local band concert and then went to a club and then we just talked back at her place," Jack said nonchalantly.

"Right. Just talked." Angel snickered. "Nobody goes back to somebody else's place to 'just talk', man!"

"Well, think of it what you will, but we did just talk," Jack replied, getting up from his seat.

"Where you think you goin'?" Jeremiah asked Jack as he turned to go back upstairs.

"Shower and get dressed. Ange is coming over," Jack said with a grin and walked upstairs.

Sunday morning after a late Saturday night is never a fun time. I didn't have much of a hangover, but the hot shower felt good nonetheless. Jack had told me to be at his house around 12:30—and to keep our status hush-hush with his brothers.

I dried my curly hair, got dressed and headed out the door, heading to the Mercer household. When I got there, I rang the doorbell.

"Hey Ange," Bobby said as he opened the door.

"Hey Bobby!" I smiled and hugged him as he let me in the house.

"Have a seat. Jack should be right down. He's getting ready like a good girl," Bobby joked as he went into the kitchen. I joined Jeremiah on the sofa.

"So, first thing's first, Ange. You and Jack datin' or what?" Jeremiah asked as soon as my ass hit the couch. I turned to him with a look of disbelief.

"Jeremiah! We hung out once! No! We're just friends," I laughed, shaking my head. Just as I answered him, Jack came running down the stairs.

"Aaaaaange!" he exclaimed as he came over and hugged me. "What's going on here?"

"Nothin'—I just asked Ange if you guys were dating or what!" Jeremiah defended himself.

"Jeremiah, I told you before—Ange and I are not dating! Just because we hung out last night does not mean that I got laid, okay?" Jack reasoned.

"They thought you got laid?" I asked him with a chuckle, making it seem like I would never bang Jack.

"Yeah. I told you they would think that," Jack said, defensively.

"I coulda told you guys Jack and Ange weren't dating," said Bobby as he joined the room and conversation.

"Why's that?" I asked suddenly, defending the idea that I could, and was dating Jack.

"Well it's easy—it's because Jack's gay," Bobby simply stated as he sat down.

"Bobby, enough with that," Jack said, annoyed. "I'm not gay!"

"Keep telling yourself that, sweetheart. Just know that I'll love you no matter what," Bobby chuckled.

"Leave it alone, Bobby!" Jack exclaimed.

"Well if you ain't gay, then why ain't you getting' laid by nice girls like Ange, huh?" Bobby asked

"Because I just met her like 24 hours ago!" Jack replied. "And I've been laid plenty of time, for your information,"

"Yeah, by dudes!" Bobby insisted. Jack just looked at Bobby and without saying a word, stood up, grabbed his coat and scarf and left the house.

"Jack! Buddy! You know I'm not serious…only half of the time!" Bobby called out to Jack.

"Bobby, is all that really necessary?" I asked suddenly.

"Is all what necessary?" Bobby asked me through squinted eyes.

"All that shit you give Jack about being gay. What if he's not? And so what if he is! If he is, he'll come out to when he and if he feels the time is right. If he's not gay, the leave it alone. Clearly, it bothers him."

"What? You spend one day with him and suddenly you know more about him than his own brother?" Bobby asked defensively.

"She's got a point, Bobby," Jeremiah said suddenly. I had almost forgotten he was still in the room.

"No, I'm not saying I know more about him. I'm just saying that after a while, the teasing really begins to wear you down, that's all," I said and stood up.

"Where you going?"

"To find Jack," I said as I put on my coat.

"Well, when you find him, make you tell him to keep it gay!" Bobby hollered at me as I slammed the door shut.