Two sides of the same coin//Gallavich

7: Admission

IAN
"So...did you talk to him?" Mandy and I sat underneath the L track, watching as cars and trucks drove by, snow basically covering every square inch of grass within a hundred mile radius.

"Yes. I confronted him about being gay and he still defended himself." Mandy smirked.

"What did you say?" I asked, curious.

"I mentioned the threats, but not acting on them. I mentioned that he suggested that you help me more. I also mentioned the fact that he walked in and out of his room half naked." Mandy laughed.

"How did he defend himself?" I asked, worried.

"Mandy, for fuck's sake. I'm NOT gay. Yes, I appreciated Ian for helping you, and I thought that you would benefit from more study. Also, I'm always walking around the house half naked and you know that. As for the 'not shooting him' bit, I didn't want to risk you losing your momentum with studying, so I didn't shoot the kid." Mandy recounted her conversation with Mickey.

"Shit, really? Well, that's not good." I sighed, laying onto the snow, my jacket trying to keep me warm.

"I did try something else..." Mandy looked at me, her eyes darting.

"What did you try?" I asked, sitting up.

"I may or may not have told him about your sex dream..." Mandy shrugged her shoulders.

"Mandy! What the fuck! I told you that in secrecy." I rolled my eyes.

"I got a reaction out of him! That was our goal, right?!" Mandy asked me.

"Fine. What was his reaction?" I laid back, Mandy sighing.

"His face dropped, which I expected...but there was something else." Mandy smirked.

"What else?" I asked, curious.

"His hands were down near his crotch." Mandy smirked more.

"You- You think he...got hard?" My eyes dropped at Mandy's insinuation.

"I definitely think he got hard! Oh my god! I can't believe you made my brother get hard!" Mandy gasped, shocked.

"I was checking Mickey out during our study session and he noticed." I admitted, Mandy's face dropping.

"Holy shit, really? How did he respond?" Mandy asked, pulling a beer out of her bag.

"Well, the other day, I went out on a date with the guy that you and Mickey made fun of. After the date, my date pissed Mickey off and Mickey ended up bashing him. We ran away before the cops could do anything and he admitted that he knew I was gay. When I asked about how long he'd known, he told me and then he said that he felt flattered about me checking him out...and that was before we had sex." I spoke without thinking.

"You- You fucked Mickey?" Mandy looked at me, shocked.

"M- More like he fucked me..." I sighed, Mandy's gaze still on me.

"Oh my god. How did that happen?" Mandy faced me, all her attention focused on me.

"He must have climbed up the pipe that rests against the house, 'cause the next thing I know, Mickey's in my room, a smirk on his face." I smiled, Mandy trying to imagine the situation.

"Then, he admitted that he needed to see me and I apologised for kissing him." I looked up at the tracks of the L train.

"You and Mickey kissed?!" Mandy looked at me, shocked.

"Anyway, I told him that I didn't regret kissing him, but that I was sorry for catching him off guard with the kiss. Then...he asked if we were going to keep talking or get to the good shit." I chuckled.

"And then he fucked you?" Mandy asked, smirking.

"Yep. And it was hard trying not to moan with my brothers on the other side of the room." I watched as Mandy groaned in disgust.

"Okay, back to the kiss. How the fuck did that happen?" Mandy asked, laying down beside me.

"After Mickey told me that he'd keep my secret about being gay, I kissed him and he kissed me back, seeming to like it." I spoke, Mandy bursting out into laughter.

"Holy shit. If my dad ever finds out, you and Mickey are both dead." She laughed, throwing some snow at me.

"I know. Don't remind me." I rolled my eyes, throwing some snow back at her.

"Oh, and please don't tell Mickey about this conversation." I looked at Mandy who smirked.

"I won't tell. I promise." Mandy smiled.

"You better not." I laughed, standing up to throw a few snow balls at Mandy, who threw some back at me.