I stil couldn’t believe it. Why him? There are other guys out there who could be gays but why
him? A polite, prim and proper, boyfriend material guy like Anthony be one of them?
Before I could stand up to start for our room, a loud thunder boomed overhead. It gave me a
start, but I was still able to stand up. I glanced around at Anthony, and almost gawked at him
when I saw him cupping his ears. Now I see the signs, Carley.
But even if he was real y gay, I couldn’t deny the fact that he is real y cute. Especially when he
acts like a little boy.
“Let’s call it a day, Anthony,” I motioned for him to stand up, but I think he didn’t hear me since his hands was still on his ears.
I poked his arm. He jolted. I tried my best to stifle a laugh, so I smiled instead. “Does it scare
you?”
He glanced up at me, still in the awkward position. Slowly, he nodded.
I wanted to awwwww at the sight of him doing that but I mentally scolded myself.
“Let’s?” Before I knew it, I stuck out my hand.
Without hesitation, he took it, but his face still afraid.
I patted his shoulder as soon as he was in his full height. “That’s okay,” I consoled him. ”I get
scared at times too.”
“Just at certain times? Not always?” He spoke, his voice a little shaky.
I shook my head, just as another rumble sounded overhead. His grasp on my hand tightened,
and unconsciously, I did the same.
“Maybe that’s a little lie,” I admitted. “I always get scared of them.”
He smiled. I could melt right now. “At least I’m not alone.”
I nodded.
“Let’s get under the covers to protect ourselves,” he chuckled, tugging me towards the direction
of our room.
Why did that sounded a little unlike him? I mentally slapped myself.
~
Unlike the soft drizzle a while ago, the rain started pounding hard. I got a little shut-eye but
obviously, it was just for a few minutes. I opened my eyes, focusing on somewhere in the
ceiling. When my eyes got accustomed to the darkness, I scanned the guest room. Anthony
insisted that he’d sleep in the little couch and I couldn’t get him out of it. I didn’t have any
intention of getting caught in an awkward position above him again so I let him have his way. I turned in the bed, trying not to listen to the pounding rain, but to no avail. I turned to the other side, but I still, to no avail.
Finally, I sat up, deciding it would be best to find something else to do.
Before I could get up from the bed, I saw Anthony sitting up on the couch too, but unlike me, he
had his hands on his ears again.
With the least sound possible, I got up from the bed. But I realized my effort was useless since
the rain was deafening that all sounds seemed muffled by it.
I placed my hand on his shoulder, giving him a start. This was all so new. He rarely showed any
signs of weakness. Actually, he never showed any at all.
“Drei, why aren’t you asleep?” he almost shouted so I could hear him.
“Rain,” I shouted back.
I sat beside him. “Can’t sleep too?”
He shook his head.
I suddenly wanted to tease him. I got up from the couch, and started toward the bedside table.
Remembering I saw a book inside, I tried to rummage through it. To my luck, I found a pen and
paper.
I slumped back down at the spot beside him, and started writing.
Awww, the Anthony Tierro afraid of thunderstorms?
I handed him the paper, smiling smugly.
He read it, and snatched the pen from my hand.
I am not. That is, if you won’t tell anyone. And I know you won’t.
I smiled. Both because of his neat penmanship and the superb feeling having the upperhand.
What makes you so sure I won’t?
All of a sudden, we totally forgot about the pouring rain and thunder outside.
Because…
Suspense, huh?
Because? I urged him.
I’ll tell them something equally disturbing about you.
My eyes widened. What would that be?
What?
He smiled smugly, his chin up, before scribbling.
I snatched the paper from him as soon as he finished. For the second time tonight, my jaw
dropped, because of six words.
You snore louder than the rain.
~~~~~~
Chapter 24
“Let’s go Drei, or we’l be late,” Carley tugged at my arm, as we approached a car I assumed as
hers. I wasn’t real y familiar with car models, but I saw the logo of this one and it said it was a chevy. A red chevy.
She let me stand by the door of the front seat while she rounded the car to open the driver’s
side. I reflected how I got here, and I was about to ask her where exactly we were headed to
when suddenly Anthony was by my side.
“Drei! Why are you here?”
I blinked stupidly at him. “I think I’m the one who’s supposed to ask that. Why are you here?”
“Drei let’s---Anthony,” Carley’s command was cut short when she saw him. “Haven’t I told you
you’re supposed to be inside? Zed needs you---“
“Cut it out, Carley. I already know everything,” Anthony snapped at her.
My brows furrowed in confusion. What everything? What was he talking about?
“Now you’re acting weird, Anthony,” Carley tried to calm Anthony down.
Anthony grabbed my wrist and we started running towards the gate of the mansion. “What is
going on?” I panted, just like the other day, before we wound up at Carley’s mansion.
“Later,” he answered.
I was about to break free from his grasp when suddenly someone was in front of us, causing
Anthony to run face-to-chest with the man. I gasped, and glanced up. Zed.
“Going somewhere?” he grabbed both Anthony’s and my wrist, causing us to grimace. His hold
was harsh.
Anthony tried resisting Zed’s hold but he was obviously stronger than him.
Just then someone I didn’t know was suddenly beside me. “Take her, Carl,” I heard Zed order
from beside me, handing over my aching wrist to the new man.
“No!” I shrieked.
“Relax, I won’t
