Nick wrung his hands nervously while his mom greeted Jeff politely and his sister waved shyly back at him. He forced himself to sit back down on his bed--technically his, but empty more often than not since he spent most of his time curled up next to his boyfriend--and it wasnât much of a surprise when his sister hopped up onto the bed next to him, ignoring the empty chair that was next to their mother, who for her part had sat primly and properly in the chair closer to his bed than Jeffâs. He wrapped an arm around Annaâs shoulders, and she leaned into his embrace.
It took him a few seconds to be able to think clearly enough to start talking again. âWhat-- what are you guys doing here?â he asked finally, unsure how he was supposed to take all of this. The last time heâd seen his family, his mom and dad had had cold, stony looks on their faces, telling him he had five minutes to get what he could carry and leave. They hadnât even bothered to look at him as heâd left. Anna had been sent to her room right after his announcement at dinner, and the girl supporting herself on him looked almost nothing like the girl he remembered. His sister had long brown hair, usually in two braids, and she was always dressing preppy. The goth girl with spiky hair was like a stranger, but he could see his sister underneath it all.
âWe received a phone call two days ago from a detective, saying that our son had been found and was in a hospital to recover,â his mother said stiffly. She clearly wasnât all that pleased to be seeing him again, but he could deal with that if it meant he got to see Anna. Heâd do anything for his sister.
âThatâs-- thatâs all you know?â he asked.
âYes.â His mother crossed her arms across her chest. He could tell she was dying to say something else, but Anna spoke up before she did.
âWhat do you have to recover from, Nicky?â she asked, her voice sounding more child-like than it had in years. She was thirteen now, though, and hardly a child from the looks of her.
Nick stiffened, looking over at Jeff for support. Heâd never imagined the day when heâd have to explain everything that had happened to him to his sister. Seeing Jeff, though, he remembered how his boyfriend had tried to spare his family the pain of knowing the details. Maybe he could do the same for Anna.
âSome bad guys kidnapped me,â he said, pulling her closer. He wasnât sure where to look--he didnât want to see his mom or his sister right now, and he didnât want to have to watch Jeffâs reaction, either. âI didnât get a lot to eat, and they hurt me. I, um... I met Jeff there, too. We were rescued together.â
Dampness began to spread through his shirt, and he realized his sister was crying. âShh,â he said, rubbing his hand soothingly up and down her shoulder and pressing his lips gently to the top of her head. âIâm okay now. Promise.â
âReally promise?â she asked, the words mumbled into his shirt.
âReally promise, Anna.â
His mother cleared her throat. âAnd has this experience taught you the error of your ways?â she asked airily.
Nick lifted his head up and stared at her. âA-are you asking if Iâm still gay?â
âAnna, go wait in the hallway.â His sister shook her head against his chest, refusing to move. âNow, Anna.â
âNo!â Nick was surprised at the sound that came from his sister. Another thing so unlike the sweet little bookworm he remembered. âIâm almost in high school, Mom! You guys made me leave the last time you talked about this stuff. Nickâs my brother. I deserve to be here.â
Nick stared between his mom and sister, who in turn stared each other down. Finally, surprisingly, his mother looked away first. âFine, Anna,â she said. She looked worn down, and he wondered how many other times Anna had gotten her way like this in the past year. âI suppose you are becoming a young lady--or at least I hope you will be, once you give up that hideous hair dye. That, however, is exactly why I must ensure your safety. Nicholas, yes. Iâm asking if you still have that tasteless notion in your head.â
This was it, Nick realized. It was likely now or never. He could lie and maybe have his family back, and the thought of losing Anna again if he told the truth was terrifying. But he had Jeff, now, and he had a place to go and they were going to be happy. He needed to buy himself some time to figure out the right way to answer. âWhy does it matter, Mom?â
She sighed. âI will always love you, Nicholas,â she said. âIâm your mother, and nothing is ever going to change that. Your father, on the other hand... but that is neither here nor there. Homosexuality is a sin, and you know that quite well, after all those years of Sunday School we took you to. If you are going to insist on something so foolish, I canât have you around Anna. It would be a bad influence, and sheâs reaching an age where sheâll be quite susceptible to them.â
âMom!â Anna cried indignantly. âNicky would never be a bad influence. You canât do this!â
âI can and I will,â she said sharply. âThis is non-negotiable, Anna. Nicholas?â
âI-- I donât know, Mom,â he said, wanting Jeffâs support but knowing that getting it might be a dead giveaway. He felt like he was suffocating, a noose around his neck pulling him in different directions.
âYour father and I will not stand for any of that nonsense under our roof, Nicholas. Iâm sure you understand that.â
âI-- I have a place to go, Mom. Jeffâs family was actually going to let me stay with them until I can get a job and find a place of my own.â
âI see,â she said, and Anna started crying again.
âYou canât go with them, Nicky! You have to come back home with us! Daddyâll understand! Weâve missed you so much. Where does Jeff even live, anyway?â
âEnough, Anna!â his mother said, slapping her daughter roughly on the knee. âAre you saying that you havenât changed your mind, then, Nicholas?â
âI, um... Iâm saying that Iâm confused, Mom,â he said, hugging Anna close to him to try to comfort her. âMaybe it would be a good idea for me to go with them to Colorado until I figure things out.â
âMaybe it would,â she agreed, and at the same time, Anna looked up, mascara (since when did his little sister wear makeup?) streaming down her cheeks.
âColorado?! Nicky, you canât go to Colorado. Thatâs halfway across the country!â
âIâll send you letters,â he told her, already imagining the way they could become penpals. It was so old-fashioned, but the Anna he knew would love the idea... just maybe with someone else. âAnd maybe even call sometimes?â He glanced at his mom for approval of the idea, but she didnât seem to want to give an answer one way or the other. âItâll just be like Iâm off at college, like was supposed to happen, okay? I love you, Annie Bananie.â He just hoped his mother would agree.
âLove you too, Nicky,â she mumbled into his shirt.
âWeâll see about all of that,â his mother said. âLetâs get going, Anna. Itâs well past dinner time. Weâll stop by again tomorrow morning after your father and I have had time to talk.â
âA-alright, Mom,â he said, but Anna didnât seem to agree. She just clung tighter to him, her arms easily wrapping all the way around his overly skinny torso.
âYouâre not allowed to go to Colorado,â she said sternly. âI donât wanna lose you again.â
He wanted desperately to tell her that he wouldnât, but he knew it really wasnât in his control; if their parents didnât want them to have contact, he didnât see a way around it. âIâll always be your brother, Annâ,â he said instead.
His mom stood up, tugging on one of Annaâs arms as she went. âItâs time to go, Anna. Now. You donât want your father to hear how insolent youâre being., do you?â
Reluctantly, Anna stood as well, and Nick got up with her. He couldnât bear the thought of them going so soon. âYouâll really stop by again tomorrow? With Anna?â he asked.
âYes, Nicholas. Isnât that what I said?â
Nick ignored the snide reply and instead gave his sister another kiss, this time to her temple. âIâll see you tomorrow, okay? I promise I wonât go anywhere before then.â
âOkay, Nicky,â she said, then turned to her mom. âJust one more hug and then we can go.â She turned her back on their mom before pulling something surreptitiously out of the waistband of her skirt, palming it before she wrapped her arms around him again. He stiffened as he felt the waistband of his bandts get pulled out a little bit, but soon the pressure was gone, replaced with only the comfort of having his little sisterâs arms around him. He hugged her tightly back, counting to ten in his head before he pulled back, not wanting to test his motherâs patience any further.
âI love you,â he said. âSee you tomorrow.â
âSee you tomorrow, Nicky,â Anna replied, and his mother nodded her head in his direction.
âJeff,â she said, nodding her head at him as well. Nick had almost forgotten he was there. âGive your family my regards.â With that, she took Annaâs hand in her own and marched out of the room, presumably on the way to a restaurant and then a hotel. Anna gave a little wave back at both of them before they disappeared around the corner.
Nick closed the door once they were gone, hurrying to climb back into bed with Jeff. âIâm so sorry you had to see that,â he said. He bit his lip, worried that Jeff would be upset with him for not being completely honest with his family, or with some of the things Nickâs mom had said. âAre you okay?â
He shifted to get into a more comfortable position, and he felt something strange against the bed. He reached back and remembered what Anna had slipped to him. He took it out hurriedly, and, discovering it was a piece of paper, unfolded it in a rush to see what it said. A phone number ran across the page, with two words, written in his sisterâs neat handwriting: Text me.
He smiled broadly at the note, then held it out for Jeff to see. He had no idea how Anna had a phone that was able to text--last he knew, they both only had phones capable of calling their parentsâ cell phones and 911--but maybe things might work out after all.