Page 18 of Dirty Love

If you’re not homophobic, you’re not normal.

“He’s not a fag,” I mutter, keeping my tone bored, inwardly wishing I could shove my fist down his throat. “I heard he likes Arianna’s pussy just fine.”

“Is that why you can’t stand the guy?”

I don’t answer that, hoping he takes my silence as a yes and moves the fuck on. He can think whatever he wants about me as long as it keeps his thoughts away from Jasper and the way he keeps eye fucking the only person who matters to me.

I won’t allow this guy to take Nicky down with him.

I’ll kill a motherfucker before I let that happen.

Mark gets distracted by some girl I don’t recognize and I relax a little bit, but my anger soon bubbles up again when I catch Nicky’s eyes locked with Jasper’s. My cocky little shit of a brother tilts his head to the side and blows a thick cloud of smoke out, slowly moving his gaze over his form and then back up to his face. He looks like he’s considering something, and I want nothing more than to walk up behind him, rip his head back by his hair, pull his eyes up to mine and remind him who he fucking belongs to.

Fuck.

I growl quietly and rest my elbows on the counter, slowly dragging my hands over my face in an attempt to clear my messed up head. The sound of glass smashing nearby has my eyes popping open and I look up at Nicky—the same thing I always do at the first sign of trouble—but he’s not sitting where he was thirty seconds ago. Ignoring the girl picking up the broken glass beside me, I grit my teeth and walk over to the living room, shaking my head in denial when I realize Jasper’s nowhere to be seen, either.

No.

This is not fucking happening.

I’m just about to rush upstairs, assuming that’s where they would have gone, but then I spot Nicky just as he slips out the back door, nervously chewing his lip while Jasper leads him out with a hand on his spine. Fucking seething, I react the only way I know how and follow them outside, my teeth almost cracking at the sound of Jasper’s whispered voice at the end of the small yard.

“…so fucking sexy,” he rasps, grinding on my brother against the six foot fence. “You ever done this before?”

“Kissed a guy?”

“Done anything with a guy.”

“Y—I mean, no. No, but I don’t… fuck, I don’t know if I can do this, Jas. I can’t—”

“Yes, you can,” Jas assures him, eagerly shoving his hand down between them. “Just relax, man. I know you’re a virgin. I’ll go slow, I promise.”

Nicky winces and I lose my mind, snatching the white haired little cunt by his jacket to toss him back against the fence. His eyes widen when he realizes who grabbed him and he curses, but before either of them can get a word in, I pull my fist back and punch him hard in the face. His ass slides to the ground and I punch him again, unsure whether I’ve broken his nose or not considering my heart is racing and my veins are on fire with a rage I can’t control.

He fucking kissed him.

Grabbed his dick and was about to take his virginity outside when it’s freezing cold, right here in Austin’s back yard where any fucker could see.

I should fucking kill him for that.

Nicky’s voice rings out from beside me but I ignore him for now, crouching down in front of Jasper to take his bloody jaw between my fingers. “If anyone asks, I saw you looking at Arianna and I didn’t like it. If you tell anyone about what just happened, I’ll turn every single one of those gay hating boys in there against you and I won’t think twice about it. And if you ever put hands on my little brother again, I will put you in the fucking ground, you stupid piece of shit.”

“Kade.”

“Shut up, Nicky,” I bite out, roughly shoving Jasper’s head back against the fence.

The urge to kick him while he’s down is there, but then Nicky’s squeezing my wrist and pulling me away, his eyes filled with shame and… shit, that’s fear.

I blow out a breath and wrap my hand around the back of his neck, digging my fingers into his flesh while I drag him towards the gate at the side of the house.

I know I’m being too harsh.

I know he can’t help who he is or who he’s attracted to, but fuck, what if someone had caught him back there?

What if Mark had caught him?

I can’t even think about it.

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