Ready Set Go

Gustav’s POV

"Promise not to get mad?"

"I swear."

Suddenly, hesitatingly, Tom leaned toward me, and pressed his lips against mine. My eyes widened in surprise, surely I did not expect this. Not from Tom. Who would’ve thought?
Suddenly, I didn’t budge. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t react. Not when Tom pulled away. Not when he pulled away apologizing. Not when he looked up and growled at Bill and Georg, who were found spying. Not when he frantically swore them out. And certainly not when he retrieved to his room, slamming the door. When I was finally able to get myself to move. It all clicked. Marie was so upset when she left was because Tom told her he was, erm, gay, after he had slept with her and stole her virtue. Yes, I said virtue. I looked up at Georg and Bill with a raised eyebrow directed towards Bill.

“You aren’t upset Marie left?”

“Of course, it hurt, she had said her life’s been complicated since she’s been with me. That’s why I was in the kitchen. I eat my feelings.” he said, his face fell a bit.

“Yet you never get fat.”

“Why do you always have to joke Gustav?” he snapped

“Better than freaking out.”

“Tom just kissed you and you aren’t freaking out.”

“Nope.”

“Was! Why?” Georg asked.

“Why not?”

"Im confused."

“Because, Bill, I’m bisexual, remember Georg?” I said, agitated he had forgotten. I had confided in Georg long ago, about when I was sixteen. Georg mouthed an ‘O’ and let everything hit him. I watched Bill’s expression and he grinned.

“No wonder why you didn’t freak, you enjoyed it!”

“tat nicht!”

Marie’s POV

This news came all too fast for me. As soon as I stormed out, I ran to the car and cried. I know I’m over reacting, I wanted my fist time to be special, with someone I could trust and love. And I did it with my boyfriend’s homosexual brother. And he didn’t even tell me. Which is the reason why I’m royally pissed. Tears streamed down my eyes, making my makeup run. I didn’t know where I was actually going, I just new I wasn’t going home and I sure as hell wasn’t going to my dad’s. Something just clicked in my head and I sped onto the freeway and jumped off an exit and pulled up to a familiar house. I jumped out the car and ran to the door and knocked on it furiously. Right away it opened, revealing Aimee.

“Marie, what' s-Unrecht? Sie schauen schrecklich! Was geschah?”

“They...they...he...they...oh my god.”

“Marie, come inside, lets get you cleaned up and you can tell me what happened.” Aimee said and pulled me in her arms and leading me inside. After getting cleaned, I sat on the couch and sighed.

“Möchten Sie über es sprechen?” Aimee asked softly.

“Ja.” I said and looked down, explaining everything to her, never taking my eyes off the floor. She nodded now and then and then after rested her hand on my shoulder.

“Oh, honey. I’m sure Bill and Tom probably weren’t ready to just tell you yet.”

“B-but Tom and I...we...”

“That still remains clueless why Tom did that, but as long as he’s sorry for it then you should forgive him.”

“I wanted it to be special.”

“Well, sometimes it doesn’t always work like that. Just be happy your first time wasn’t rape.” I nodded and hugged her. A wave of sympathy had washed over me, I was making a big deal about this? It was nothing big compared to what she had gone through. Aimee’s first time, well, as you figured, she was raped about 3 years ago, after that, she’s been as strong as ever, and she’s my hero for that.

“Oh mein Gott, bumste ich oben. Was ich ihnen erklärte, Scheiße, I can' t glauben ihm. I' m solch ein Weibchen.” I gasped and buried my face in my hands.

“Call Bill.”

“He wouldn’t want to talk to me.”

“You don’t know If you-oh wait your phones ringing.” she said and pulled it out my purse for me. She looked at the caller id and showed it to me with a winning smirk.

Babe<3