Sinful Discovery

033

° I crave those moments when the only ones speaking are our souls. °

Chapter 33

"Mal, did you ever hear of Sky being sick?" I asks as we swap notes from where we were sitting on the floor of the library, between two tall and wide shelves.

He removes his pen from his mouth, "not really, why?"

"Mum said something about him being sick the other day."

Jamal looks thoughtful ahead, then shrugs. "Maybe when he was being homeschooled, most people thought he was unwell then and that's why his dad kept him inside."

"Hmm," I thought it'll have something to do with Charlotte. Just the thought of Sky unwell was making me feel sick myself.

"Just ask him," Mal says simply, picking up an opened textbook from his side.

"Sky were you ever seriously sick?" I ask as if I was asking Sky himself. Mal looks at me and I shake my head, face palming. "It'll be weird and he'd know my mother was talking about him."

Mal laughs, "it wouldn't be that weird. He's your boyfriend, isn't he?"

"Mal!" I shriek, my heart jumping in my chest as my eyes go wide. I quickly look around, sifting books to look at the other side of the shelf my back was resting against just as Jamal did so too. No one was there and even if there was, they wouldn't have heard a thing but that didn't stop me from being paranoid.

"Sorry," Mal squeaks, holding his lips with two fingers. "But I didn't even say it loud like that."

"Still," I glare, shifting my butt on the ground. "Jesus, someone could have heard."

"Calm down, no one did."

I run my hand over my face before muttering. "And he's not my boyfriend."

He chuckles, "yeah but you like him and he likes you and you both are basically always together so you're kinda dating and it's like the same thing."

"It's not," I fold my legs closer to myself, feeling all warm and exposed. "And can we stop talking about this?"

"Fine, all I'm saying is; it won't be weird if you ask him, full stop."

"Yeah yeah," I say brushing the subject up and picking up one of the textbooks. I'd rather sit in the chairs but Mal likes reading on the floor and we can't exactly be chatty on the chairs and litter books around like this hence why we are here.

"And, not to add to your aging lines," Jamal starts and I groan knowing I won't like what he's about saying. "Try getting comfortable with it all, with Sky and talking a little about it. It's who you are and I just think you'd feel more normal and at ease if you talk about it. Even though not to me."

I eye him but he averts his gaze, seemingly concentrating on the book on his legs. "If not you, then who?"

He shrugs, "Maybe Nessa, I'm certain Al talks with her about his relationship," I told Mal about it and he couldn't believe it, he said maybe it's the reason Al left. "Or if not her, then create some online friend to chat with. Maybe a fellow LGBT guy? I don't know."