This is a one shot (for a compititon) written for Handcuffs, Kisses and Awkward Situations by LovelyLivvi (Olivia Harvard). If you haven't checked it out already, you really should as it's an amazing book! You should be able to find it under the external link. This one shot is written from the point of view of Caine Wright and is set between parts 1 and 2 of the real book. Any bits of information or parts of the story in the second part were not taken into account. On the right is a picture of Wade Poezyn who is cast as Caine and the song 'If you were gay' by Avenue Q which is kind of featured in this story. (Please don't ask how I cam across that song :p ) I apologise in advance for any mistakes :)
~ Caine ~
Some songs really deserved to rot in the fiery pits of hell.
Or at least somewhere that is far away enough that your friends can't get a hold of them and assign them as your ringtone. Even if the damn place was worse than hell and even if the song was deeply suffering (if that's possible) I really wouldn't care because like I said, some songs deserve it.
"If you were gay, that'd be ok. I mean cause, hey! I'd like you anyway-"
Once upon a time in a galaxy far far away, Ryder actually had the guts to make it go off when I was hooking up with a girl at a party. Needless to say, she slapped me in the face and didn't talk to me again; well at least not in the way I would have wanted her to talk to me. Instead, she took it upon herself to find me a bunch of gay dudes who were looking for a boyfriend. It took me about a month to convince her that I was straight. That didn't actually help me get into her pants either though, being she slapped me in the face and yelled at me for lying to her. Why did some girls have to be so thick in the head? A rock had more sense than she did.
As you can see, things went pretty well between us. Yeah, right. Not that I would've actually asked her out or anything. She was more of a one night thing. There was only ever one girl I wanted in that way and of course it had to be that girl who was head over heels for my best friend.
Again, that was a long time ago and a lot had happened since I went out to parties.
Barely able to contain my groaning, I instantly picked up my phone before I had to listen to any more of that murder worthy song. I mean seriously, who the heck writes a song like that. Whoever it was really needed to be interrogated for motives as to why they wanted to inflict earache on all those ho were lucky enough to listen to it. Shoving away the gauze, scissors and wipes I was using to mop up the delicious looking pus from around where that creep slashed his knife, I clicked the green button.
"I really wish you'd stop changing your contact ringtone back to that gay one whenever I try get rid of it," I sighed.
"Hey, you know how I hooked you up with Lisa Holmes at that party last year?" Ryder asked casually, completely ignoring what I'd said.
Shit, what has he done now? As if going ahead and kissing her and confessing his love in the middle of all the crap that's happening wasn't enough.
"As much as I would love to talk about whatever girl problems you're having at the moment, I'm trying to rid my arm of pus and it really isn't easy to cut away with my left hand without stabbing myself in it."
"No, no, I'm not having girl troubles," he trailed.
I wasn't sure whether to be happy for my friend or disappointed that he and Nora were working out.
"I'm actually having boy troubles," Ryder laughed.
My eyes bulged. So that's why he put that song on my phone; because it was his way of trying to get me used to being around someone who was gay? Wait, if he was gay, then him and Nora...
