Unimaginable! Elon was caught doing peverted things to Nola. Elon defends himself claiming he did no such thing. I swear he’s not gay.

I just lie on my bed, staring at the ceiling. I feel like I've been born into this world to be mocked and ridiculed. This has been going on all my life, it's practically normal at this point. I dare say it feels natural. Maybe the school psychologist was right, I have a problem I don't see. I better schedule time with her.

But do I need it afterwards? Therapy is expensive, isn't it? Can I afford it? No, maybe this can be fixed with just the school psychologist. I don't know. What is going on with me. I just wish all this would just go away.

*knock knock*

Soft knocks. It must be Nola. Oh, that's right, it's been an hour. Aw jeez. Looks like it's time to do my life's purpose and take her to the toilet.

I open the door and there she is with a sad expression.

"Nola?"

"Can I come in?"

"Don't you want to use the toilet?"

"No. I just want to talk to you."

I step aside and gesture for her to come in. When she does, I close the door.

I plop myself into the bed while she... stands next to me?

"Can I lay next to you?" she asks me.

"I don't feel comfortable with that."

"Please."

I don't know. I'm apprehensive about making contact with her. But, she looks so sad right now.

I scoot over and tap the bed. She takes the invitation and lays on the other side.

"We haven't done this since we were kids," she says.

"Yeah. It's been so long."

"Elon..."

"Yeah?"

"Thanks for everything."

"Whatever."

"I promise I'll try. Those exercises and the massages. I'll try my best."

"Oh, that's right. How'd it go?"

"mmmm,,,"

That murmur... I guess it didn't go well. Considering what she had to do, I best stop here.

"Anyways, you need to convince your parents to get you help. I'm going to college and I want to be alone for the first time in my life."

"Am I a burden to you?"

*sigh* This question... Let's see. She makes me go to the bathroom with her against my will, her parents force me to do it, I have to be on alert in case an unexpected need to go arises, she clings to me as much as possible, and I have to get her out of trouble with bullies at times. Yup, sounds pretty burdensome.

But... she's been respectful for the most part. She does obey what I request, like eating more healthy food and not drinking anything but water during the day. She's also very considerate, not really asking for much. She tries to make me feel better at times. These are small gestures but... they're not that bad.

"No, Nola. I'm just concerned for you. Just get the help you need."

"I will, I promise, Elon. I want you to be happy."

"Thanks."

"Elon."

"Yeah?"

"Do you like... this other girl?"

"Yeah."

"Are you going to ask her out on a date?"

"I already did."

"What?"

"I couldn't wait anymore. I called her earlier and just asked her out. She said yes. We're going out on Friday."

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!"

"Nola, I told you that I liked her. I also made it clear that I don't like you that way."

"What about me? I never said I liked you that way."

"You don't have to. It's so obvious. I mean, you literally offered to strip in front of me when we went to the park."

"No, no, no. That has nothing to do with me wanting you to be my precious boyfriend. I was just offering you to peek, I swear."

"You looked at me when after the doctor mentioned getting someone you trust to massage you."

"She said someone you trust. Who else do I trust? It has nothing to do with the fantasy I briefly had."

"Look, Nola. You got to get over me. I won't be your boyfriend-"

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!"

"Nola, stop being petty." She looks so sad and disappointed. She's really hurt. I really do mean that much to her. But I got to do this. It's for her own good.

"Elon, can I have a hug?"

"No, Nola-"

"A friendly hug. Just, a friendly hug and a peck on the cheek."

"Nola, I-"

"That's all I'm asking. You can have a girlfriend if you want. I just want you to... just keep me company."

I think I made myself clear. She's going to have to live with this. I guess it's the least I can do. I bring her over closer to me, hug her, and kiss her on the forehead.

"Happy, Nola?"

She doesn't respond. She just smiles... and keeps hugging me.

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And continues to hug me.

*sigh* I guess I should cherish this. It's not like I don't care about her. I won't confess this to anyone but she is special to me. I don't want to hurt her.

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I do love her. Not romantically but enough that I want her to be happy too.

Nola, I love you. Please...

==The next morning==

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Ugh! What is going on? What's that light? It's the window. The sun? Is it the morning? What is... this feeling next to me.

What the..

No...

"NOLA!"

She immediately wakes up. Oh no, we slept together.

"What happened?" she asks, "where am I? Elon, what..." she suddenly notices that we are on my bed. I have never seen her face turn red so fast before.

"Nola-"

"I didn't mean it!"

"Nola, calm down. We just-"

"What is this noise?" Oh no, my mom came in. The look on her face, I bet I looked like that when I first discovered what had happened. "Elon, what is the meaning of this!"

"Mom, I can explain."

"First, you make her look at pornography for your own selfish kinky needs, now you are forcing yourself on her as you embrace her in hot burning passionate love making that can only be rivaled by the Greek gods?"

Wait, what? What was that prose?

"What is going on?" Oh no, not my dad. "Son, what is going... Why is Nola in the same bed as you?"

"I swear, this was an accident."

"An accident," mom my retorts, "You call rubbing your strong and sweaty hands all over little Nola, caressing her round and soft bottom with the gentleness of silk, suckling her soft and supple breast with your passionate lips, and then thrusting yourself into her like a stallion dashing through a mid-summer field an accident?"

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No, I was not the only one looking at her with a befuddled look.

"Okay, mom, first, I think I got more than what I bargained for in learning more about you, and number two, I swear, this is an accident."

"What is going on?" Wait, is that Mrs. Uro?

"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!" Man, that's one loud scream. "Disgusting Elon! What are you doing to my little Nola?"

"Mom," Nola says, "please, this was not intended."

"I knew it! That Elon boy, he's trying to take advantage of my daughter! Looking at her in the bathroom is no longer enough!"

"I am trying to tell you that this is all a misunderstanding."

"What is going on?" Mr. Uro is here too? "What is this!? Elon, I demand an explanation."

"Dad," Nola tries to reason with him, "please, don't misunderstand."

"The only thing I understand is that boy is VIOLATING your VIRGIN VIRTUE with his nasty BOYDINKLE!"

What did he- aw, forget it. It's not the time. I get up from the bed. "Nothing happened, I swear. Last night, she asked me to just lie next to me so we can talk. We were just talking and we ended up falling asleep."

"Then how do you explain your deep and burning passions surpassing your virtuous will power and indulging in the endless sea of passion?" I'm sure you know who said this.

Yeah, there's no winning this. I'm just going to lay on the ground and die now.