Wait!! I Like My Brother Like THAT!? (EDITING)

(Julian's pov)

The next morning I woke up with a more optimistic attitude. Maybe today will be a better day. Maybe Jasiah might forgive me and talk to me, but I know I'm just deluding myself. That's all wishful thinking.

I mean I could wait until she was ready to speak to me again, which might not be for a long while. Or I could come clean and tell her what's wrong with me and risk having her look at me like a freak and not talk to me at all. Ever.

Neither idea sounded appealing. But I guess I don't have a choice. I'll just have to wait until she's ready. Ha. You didn't think I was gonna choose the second option, did you? Pfft, no thanks. It'd be a cold day in hell before I told Jasiah the truth. As I walked around the corner I got the distinct smell of Jasiah's perfume and so I knew she was already in the kitchen. I walked slower dreading seeing her because it was bound to be awkward.

I walked into the kitchen anyway avoiding eye contact. I could feel her gaze heavy on me burning a hole in my back as I dug around in the refrigerator for the milk. I walked passed her to get the cereal out of the closet, still avoiding eye contact. She and I both knew that neither of us was willing to break the silence first, and so we sat in an awkward silence at breakfast and on the way to school.

(Jasiah's pov)

This morning was hell. Being around Julian and not speaking to him was torture. I miss fun-loving, happy-go-lucky Julian.

I really don't understand what the big deal is about this secret he's keeping. He knows I'll love him regardless.

"Yo, chick!," I heard Amanda shout down the hall.

"Yo, girly!" I called back grinning. A couple heads turned to stare at us like we'd lost our minds. They couldn't understand how we could be all happy like that at 8 in the morning.

"So what happened?" She questioned as soon as she got close enough.

"What happened with what?" I asked, already knowing what she was talking about but not wanting to talk about it.

"You know what," She told me sternly, giving me a hard stare. With a sigh, I told her everything that happened yesterday and when I was done she gave me a sympathetic look.

"Wow. See I told you it was probably something he had to tell you. And I was right. I just expected him to actually tell you." She was telling me. She looked thoughtful after that. I could only imagine what she was thinking about. I know what I was thinking about.

His secret can't be as bad as mine. I feel kind of hipocritical. I mean here I am with a secret I definitely don't want to share and I'm hounding Julian about keeping secrets from me. I decided I would talk to him later about it so he could stop feeling so horrible for thinking I was upset with him.

The rest of the day was uneventful. I hadn't seen Julian since this morning. Carter was getting on my nerves with all the 'are you okay?' questions. It was sweet of him to be so worried about me but I could only say 'fine' so many times before I snapped at him. So he's probably pissed at me now. Oh well, it's Julian I'm worried about anyway.

(Julian's pov)

I rushed home after school after Jasiah told me she'd get a ride from Amanda. I think its time I made her iit down and talk to me. We needed to resolve this. One thing I hate is when Jasiah is mad at me.

So...if telling her what is wrong with me is going to stop her from being pissed at me then that's what I'm going to do.

A knock on the door brought me out of my thoughts. I got up opened the door to see Jasiah standing there biting her lip off. She only does that when she's extremely nervous.

"Uh, can I come in?" She asked in a small voice. I shook my head coming out of my daze.

"Er, yeah sure," I replied stepping aside to let her enter. She walked over to my bed and plopped down heavily with a sigh. I walked over after her and sat in my desk chair away from her, giving her space.

"So, uh what did you want?" I asked softly trying not to sound as rude as the question sounded.

"We really need to talk." She tells me. Understatement of the year.

"What about?" I ask trying to keep my cool. I really hope she doesn't ask about my secret because I really hate lying to her but it's not like I can tell her the truth.