Push him off...

Warning: Vulgar Language & Homophobia

I slam my hands against Jack's chest, quickly pushing him off of me, he lands on the carpet floor and I gasp for air as I try to calm myself down. I couldn't handle how intense it was getting, I only wanted to make him feel better, but I won't sleep with my brother, it's a disgusting and perverted idea.

I see his face contort in confusion while trying to catch his breath, he looks disappointed, but seems to be more upset with me than anything.

"What the hell, Nate!?!" He yells in frustration at me, lifting himself up from the ground.

"I'm not gay, Jack, I'm not like you... you shouldn't have jumped all over me like that." I respond sternly. I get off of the bed and begin to pace around my room.

"What do you mean, 'not like me,' you kissed me first!" He screams in an accusing tone. I can see the tears rolling down his face, hurt by my rejection, it's clear to me that he had some sort of naive boyish crush on me, his older brother.

He makes a fist with his hands, his knuckles turn white as he tries to keep himself calm. I've never seen him this angry before, it genuinely scares me, I have no idea what he's going to do. The same doe-eyed innocent boy that I saw a moment ago has completely changed into someone I can't even recognize.

"Look, you need to start getting ready for school, were already late and I don't need Mom to nag me about it." I say, dismissing my younger brother with a hand wave, I motion towards the door, as I urge him to leave.

"N-...N-No!" He stammers out. I admire my brother's strength in standing his ground, but it doesn't erase his perverted fantasies.

"Get out of my room... now, Jack." I respond in a serious manner. I'm done with this situation, it's becoming tiresome. I need to get ready for school and I'm sick of tip-toeing around him, he's acting like such a child.

"You can't just play with people's emotions, Nate!" He says restlessly. "This is just like the last time, when you-" I cut him off before he can finish.

"Don't you dare... you have no right to talk about that..." I say in a deep tone, full of contempt, I can't believe he would speak of it... especially here... especially now... after everything.

"You're a coward, Nate... you can't even admit to yourself what you really want." He says with despair, his eyebrows furrow in frustration.

What right does he have to judge me? He's the one with the sick perversions! I think to myself.

"You're no brother of mine, you're just some faggot, Jack." I shake my head, my eyes filled with disgust, I glare vehemently at him as tension fills the room.

"Nate... you don't mean that..." Jack says softly, his eyes look into mine, I can see the tear stains across his face, he's at his breaking point, his body begins to tremble. He deserves this... I tell myself... he's just some loser faggot that wishes he could be you, he needs to be put in his place.

"You think I care about you?" I say, chuckling.

"You're just some **** bimbo slut that I might fuck if I was bored, nothing more than a pretty face and a tight ass, you mean nothing to me." I say nonchalantly, I can see his eyes widen, his distraught evident. "I'm so disappointed to have someone as pathetic as you for a brother."

"I-...I hate you." He mutters under his breath, his glare masked by the tears streaming down his face. I stare back at him, my eyes narrow, and I pause before responding, my composure nearly breaking.

"Get out of my room." I say before turning my back to him. The room goes completely silent, my heartbeat pounding in my ears.

I hear Jack's feet shuffling as he runs out of the room, his door slams behind him. I sigh loudly as I sit on the edge of my bed, my hands cupping my face, the gravity of the situation weighing upon me.

Looks like he's not going to school today, I think to myself, I'll make it up to him later, but for right now, I need to leave.

I put my laptop in my bag, then grabbed my phone and wallet before heading out the front door. The weather outside being dreary, storm clouds filled the sky and I could tell it was about to rain soon, a cold chill ran through the air and I rushed into the warmth of my car.

I drove my way to the school then took some time to park before walking along campus towards the front entrance of the school, but then something unexpected happened...