Part II
Jordan
had arranged with his parents that he was going to stay in the spare
bed in Derek's room for a few months, just until he could find a new
place to live back in this country. The two brothers got on together
great, no sibling rivalry there; I often envied the relationship they
had. Being an only child I had never known what it was like to have and
brothers or sisters therefore I didn't really understand what it was
like. The love was evident between them - they very rarely disagreed,
never mind argued with each other. It was like they each knew what the
other was thinking every second of every day. I, however, was getting
bored of Jordans company; the time between getting in from school and
having to go back to my house had been the only time, outside of school,
that Derek and I had completely alone. Now that Jordan was staying we
didn't even have that, which meant that we hadn't done anything at all
together for months. I assumed that we could go some where else now that
we were off school for a few weeks, maybe go swimming or to the beach.
Anywhere to get away from Jordan for a few hours. But no, he wasn't
pleased about my suggestion that we leave Jordan and go anywhere else,
it seemed that Derek would rather spend time with his brother than with
his best friend and I was deeply hurt by that, Derek was the best friend
that I had ever had, he was also the person that I'd shared my first
remotely sexual experience with. Yet this seemed not to matter to him
now that his brother was back home.
The
first week of the holidays I spent almost completely on my own. Not
wanting to go to Derek's and face his brother, not that he had done
anything wrong. It was on the Saturday of the middle weekend that I
found out that I would be spending a lot more time with the both of
them. My parents were going to visit relatives in London for the
remainder of the week and I was to go and stay with Derek and Jordan for
that time. As Jordan was 17, my parents acknowledged that he was more
than capable of minding his own 15 year old brother and his brothers 13
year old friend. Once again I would be sleeping in the same bed as
Derek, for a whole week. Nothing but video games and junk food no doubt.
The
rest of the weekend seemed to rush by, no matter how much I wanted to
cling to every second. Knowing what was coming on Monday morning.
My
dad had packed the car and my mom shoved a plastic bag of clothes into
my clenched fist, all the while rushing herself and me into the car.
They dropped me off at the end of Derek's street, I seriously considered
running back home and staying there for the rest of the week. That
would be fun, lying around for a whole week; not worrying about
anything, just eating and sleeping. No. I couldn't do that, Derek and
Jordan might get into trouble - then Derek might not talk to me again
and I certainly didn't want that. So I dragged my feet along the road
towards the largest house in the middle of the street and stopped. Not
wanting to move any further, to just stand and be alone for as long as
possible.
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