Dylan

When I enter the house no one is home except Cecilia's car is there. I enter the house and stop outside Cecilia's room. I knock on it gently but get no reply. Frowning I open the door.

There in the adjoining bathroom. I notice a flash of Alicia before Cecilia is closing the door.

"What's going on?" I ask.

"Nothing for you to worry about, Alicia's just having a bad day is all, if your excuse us?"

"Sure" I step out the room.

Everyone is acting strange today, first the football team and now Cecilia.

Twenty minutes later Cecilia appears at my door. "Sorry about earlier"

"Its cool" I wave it away.

"Okay" She rapps the door like she had something to say but was waiting her time.

"What's wrong?" I ask her.

"Nothing" She shakes her head and went to go back to her room.

I grasp her wrist before she could make a move, turning her around to face me, misjudging the distance as she's put in close proximity to me; I can hear, feel her breathing.

"Cecilia you home?" Jessica, Carlos and Kiara's eleven year old daughter, calls out.

We break apart.

I need to get laid, I decide, awareness stirring up in me. But I knew, I couldn't do that, I have never been able to get laid to just any girl.

I don't like admitting that, who would? Especially being a guy.

I would meet a girl at a party, make out with her, then take it to the bedroom. Our clothes are off and I'm about to enter the girl and then I can't, because Maddy swarms into my mind and I just can't no longer.

Love.

I fucking hate it.

"Dyl you ok?" Cecilia asks.

I close my eyes then open them. "Fine" I lie.

I knew she wouldn't buy it but I slam my bedroom door and lock it, Kiara put it in for me over the weekend.

I bite onto a pillow so no one can hear me crying.

"You think a lock can keep me out?" Cecilia says, shutting my door behind her.

I turn my face away.

She grabbed my chin bringing me to face her.

"I'm your friend Dylan, you don't have to hide from me"

"Friends don't share everything you know" I choked out.

"You do when your my friend"

I chuckle.. "Do you always get what you want Cecilia?"

"Of course" She winks.

I've stopped crying. "I'm okay now" I wipe the last of my tears with my sleeve.

"You stopped me crying" I say surprised.

"Yes" She pauses. "You're not who I thought you was Dylan, appearances are deceiving"

"We having a moment?" I joke.

She nudges my shoulder giving me a wink. "Yeah Dylan, a moment"

"Dellie" The youngest of the siblings Izzy, only four, skips into the room.

"Its Dylan" Cecilia tells Izzy, picking her up. "Say D"

"D" Izzy says clearly and confident.

I smile as Cecilia teached Izzy to say my name properly.

As I watch them I felt a pang in my chest as they reminded me of me with my youngest siblings.

Why do I have to cry all the fricken time? I blink, trying to keep the tears in.

"Dylan sad" Izzy grabs on to my hand pulling me to her height. "Why sad? Izzy asks me.

"I miss my little sisters and brothers" I tell her the truth.

"Dead?" Izzy asks.

"Izzy" Cecilia exclaims.. "You don't ask someone that!"

"It's fine" I say to Cecilia then turn my gaze back on Iz. "No I just had to leave them behind when I did something really bad"

"Bad?" Izzy shakes her head. "No, nothing bad to deserve that"

"Why thank you Izzy" I grin at her. "But others don't agree"

Izzy frowned then she grins. "You can be my older brother" She paused. "If you want?"