The following week just as Ethan had anticipated Cal soon got restless. Therefore, because Ethan had won the bet the two of them had decided to spend Friday night watching a film of Ethan's choice. Cal was slumped on the sofa half watching the film with a beer in his hand while Ethan was fully engaged. As the credits were rolling Cal got up from the sofa and retrieved another two bottles from the fridge.

"Eth, can I talk to you for a sec?" Cal asked handing him one of the bottles.

"Sure." Ethan replied leaning back into the sofa. "What is it?"

Cal sat down next to him. He didn't know where to begin, but he knew he had to tell Ethan about his adoption, about how they were not brothers. He wasn't going to lie. Not to Ethan. Cal rubbed his hands on his knees before commencing.

"Well, it's about us."

Ethan looked at him with a frown.

"What do you mean it's about us?"

"What I have to talk to you about. It's about us."

Ethan felt his heart beat speed up a bit. He turned to look at Cal.

"You're starting to worry me, Cal."

"Okay, I'll come straight out and tell you. The paternity test revealed something. Something that I wasn't sure to believe at first. To be honest I still don't believe it."

"Believe what? Tell me, Cal. What don't you believe?"

"The results showed my blood group was O..."

"But, mum's was AB." Ethan cut him off.

"I know."

"That can't be right, then." Ethan got up and paced in front of Cal.

"Ethan, my blood group is O."

"Well, if that's right then that means..." Ethan didn't finish. He stopped pacing and looked at Cal.

"It means we're not brothers." Cal finished off for him.

"No, that's not true. It can't be true. We grew up together."

"It is true. Mum wasn't my real mum."

"How long have you known about this?" Ethan asked suddenly.

Cal hesitated. Although he didn't want to lie he knew Ethan wasn't going to take the news very well.

"How long have you known?" Ethan asked again more firmly when Cal didn't answer.

"About a week."

"A WEEK?" Ethan shouted. "You've known about this for a week and you didn't think it would be a good idea to tell me?"

"I was going to tell you, Ethan but, then I wanted to know more and Charlie told me that was a good idea." Cal replied very quickly.

"Hang on a sec. Charlie knew?"

Cal looked down.

"Yes." He replied quietly.

"You thought it was better to Charlie then to tell me?"

"I wanted to tell you. Really I did but, I didn't know how to."

"Oh, so you thought you better talk to Charlie instead?" Ethan scoffed.

"I needed to find who I was, who we were." Cal shouted back.

"You should have talked to me. I would have supported any decision you made."

"I know, Ethan and I'm sorry."

Ethan just shook his head.

"I don't what to say."

"Will you forgive me?"

"Forgive you? I don't think I can."

"Eth, I was going to tell you. You have to believe me." Cal pleaded.

"How can I? How can I believe you when you won't even talk to me when you need to?"

"What are you saying?" Cal inquired.

He wasn't sure where the conversation was going but, he didn't like it. He hated seeing Ethan hurt by what he did. If he could change the outcome he would.

"I need time to think." Ethan replied grabbing his coat.

"Ethan?" Cal called out as Ethan walked towards the front door.

Ethan didn't turn around. He just closed the door behind him. Cal stood in the middle of the lounge too stunned to speak. What just happened, he had no idea. All he knew was that Ethan was hurting and it was his fault. He stood there silently as his body shook tears falling down his cheeks.