Betrayed

[Ravi Malone]

Ravi wasn't able to do anything about Kyan and Toby making out when he first saw them because he was too shocked and hurt by the whole ordeal to speak. Once he got home and after crying into his pillow for about a half an hour, how ever, his mind started working again and he thought about how he was going to handle it. He looked up Toby's address in the phone book and was going to go over to his house to talk to him. He was going to tell Toby that he was an assholeish, selfish, betraying, son of a bitch, and Ravi never wanted to speak to him again. He was going to do this as calmly as he could and he defiantly wanted it to be in person; e-mails, phone calls, or instant messages were just lame and Ravi wanted to get his point across.

After looking up Toby's address Ravi set out on his bike to find Toby's house. It took him about a half an hour, but once he got the address he'd looked up he was sure it was the right one because Toby's car was parked out front. ((I'm assuming Toby has a car and it's parked out front)) Ravi parked his bike on the end of the drive and went over and rang the door bell. He stood on the drive way, still upset and still looking like he'd just had a nice long cry. He waited for someone to answer the door.

[Tobias Vaughn]

Tobias was up in his room with his music playing, just trying to figure out what he was going to do next. He had to decide what he was going to do about wrestling, and he had to decide quickly. There wasn't a whole lot he could do, and he only had two options, but he still couldn't decide.

He barely heard the doorbell ring, but figured his father would answer it. Instead, his dad came into his room, not bothering to knock.

"There's some mousy little kid at the door, looks like he's been cryin' like a baby," Toby's dad told him, assuming it was for him. "I'm not dealing with it."

Tobias knew that it must've been Ravi. Who else would show up to his door after crying? He wondered if maybe... no, Ravi couldn't have known about Kyan earlier. It'd just happened, after all. Toby made his way down the stairs and to the door, opening it to let Ravi in.

"Hey, what's up?"

[Ravi Malone]

Ravi waited until finally the door opened and there stood Toby.

"Hey, what's up?"

What's up? Toby just went behind Ravi's back with Kyan and all he can say was 'what's up'? Wasn't it obvious enough the Ravi knew what happen? It's not like he'd take the time to find Toby's house for the hell of it and the crying had to be a clue to something!

"YOU ARE AN ASSHOLE!" bellowed Ravi, still standing on the door step. Fuck being calm, he was pissed. "You are a stupid little back stabbing faggot! I saw you with Kyan you whore! I saw what you two were doing at the indoor pool! What happened to you feeling sorry about what happened the other night?! Obviously not sorry enough! I liked you better when you were straight you fucking queer!"

Ravi stopped for a moment to catch his breath.

[Tobias Vaughn]

The was a pause after his question during which Toby could sense that something bad was about to happen. He could just tell from the look on Ravi's face that he was upset.

"YOU ARE AN ASSHOLE!" Ouch! That was a little harsh. Tobias wondered what he had done this time, except deep down he knew that somehow Ravi must've seen them at the pool. How much had he seen? Not like it mattered at this point, because this time he didn't have an excuse. He had known exactly what he was doing.

"You are a stupid little back stabbing faggot! I saw you with Kyan you whore! I saw what you two were doing at the indoor pool! What happened to you feeling sorry about what happened the other night?! Obviously not sorry enough! I liked you better when you were straight you fucking queer!"

And then, not thinking before he spoke, Tobias said the first thing that came to his head. "I can't help it he likes me and not you!" As soon as the words left his mouth Toby clamped a hand tightly over his mouth. "Shit... Ravi, I didn't mean... I did feel sorry about the party. But... it just sort of happened... again."

Tobias knew that saying he was sorry now wouldn't mean anything, even if he meant it completely.

[Ravi Malone]

"I can't help it he likes me and not you!"

It was like Toby had stabbed Ravi right in the heart! Ravi knew it was true, but he still didn't want to hear it, especially from Toby. The whole thing just complete rendered Ravi speechless and as Toby said it Ravi's jaw dropped in shock. Of course Toby immediately went into a slue of apologies, but the damage had been done. Ravi looked like he'd been slapped in the face and barely heard another word that came out of Ravi's mouth. He expected some type of defensive reaction from Toby, but not a low blow like that.

Now there were tears gathering in Ravi's eyes again and he didn't even attempt to hold them back. It took Ravi a while to find his voice again after Toby stopped speaking. "GO FUCK YOURSELF!" Bellowed Ravi, tears not streaming down his face. "You don't even care! You just don't even care do you?! You're just like Kyan! I thought you were different! I don't really know why I like Kyan so much, but at least I knew why I liked you! I don't ever want to see or talk to you again!" He turned his back on Toby and ran away. He'd only gone a few feet before he stepped on one of his shoe laces and feel to ground. With an angry cry he quickly pick himself off and continued to run, forgetting about his bike completely and leaving it on the end of Toby's drive way.

[Tobias Vaughn]

Every curse word imaginable ran through Toby's head, unable to figure out why he had just said such a horrible thing to Ravi. Maybe he'd just snapped. After everything that had happened, all of the drama and tension of the past week, he had just snapped. It was all such bull shit. If Kyan liked him, then so what? It wasn't his fault, even if Ravi had liked him first. He just had to get over it. Oh, great. And now Ravi was crying.

"GO FUCK YOURSELF! You don't even care! You just don't even care do you?! You're just like Kyan! I thought you were different! I don't really know why I like Kyan so much, but at least I knew why I liked you! I don't ever want to see or talk to you again!"

"Ravi-" he started. "Ravi, come on. You don't mean that... I do..." but it was too late, Ravi was already gone. His bike was still sitting in his front yard as Ravi turned, tripped, picked himself up, and kept going. "YOU FORGOT YOUR BIKE!" he called after him, but it didn't matter.

Tobias turned to go back into his house, but as soon as he stepped through the doorway he came face to face with his father. "We need to talk," his dad said, looking a nice cross between horrified, confused, and pissed. As the door shut behind him, Tobias knew that this wasn't going to end well.

((ooc- I'll write the rest later))

[Tobias Vaughn]

“We need to talk.”

With those four little words Tobias knew that his father had overheard their conversation. Maybe not the entire thing – God, he prayed not the entire thing – but enough of it for him to realize what had been going on for the past few days. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to piece together the fight, the bruises, the brooding, and the argument that had just taken place between himself and Ravi.

“Tobias, would you like to tell me anything?” Craig Vaughn asked his son, giving Toby a chance to come clean right then and there.

Tobias, caught so off guard, couldn’t only mutter a string of incoherent words.

“Let me rephrase that. You’re going to tell me that the little crying boy was just calling you names, and that they didn’t mean anything. Just names.”

His father was much taller than him, and as he loomed over Toby his eyes took on a menacing gleam to them that gave Toby the impression that if he said anything contrary to what his father wanted to hear he’d probably get a decent beating at this point. Just the same, he found himself taking a deep breath and opening his mouth to speak.

“Dad, I’m sorry. I wanted to tell you guys, but… I mean…” Toby tried to keep eye contact, but couldn’t help looking down at the floor every now and then.

“Tobias, are you telling me that you’re… you’re…” Craig couldn’t even bring himself to use the word. “You’re one of them faggot pussies?” Finally coming up with a proper term for what he imagined his son was, Craig spat the words with venomous undertones.

“If by ‘faggot pussies’ you mean homosexual, then yes, dad. That’s what I’m trying to tell you. I’m gay.” As soon as the words were out, Toby braced himself for a physical attack. A punch, a slap, being hit with his dad’s belt, pretty much anything. But as he braced himself and waited, and waited, he realized that it wasn’t going to come. Craig was standing there with an icy expression on his face, but he wasn’t moving.

“No, you’re not.” He said simply.

“What?” Toby asked, not understanding.

“You just haven’t found the right girl. Better yet, I’ll take you down to the strip club. You’re old enough now, that’ll straighten you up.”

“Dad, a strip club isn’t going to turn me straight. It doesn’t work like that. I told you, I’m gay.”

“And I said no, you’re not. No son of mine is going to be a homo. Now, I’m going to introduce you to the Anderson’s daughter, and you’re going to take her to the homecoming dance.” Craig said, as though nothing had just happened.

“Dad, you aren’t listening. I don’t like girls. I never have! I’m gay, and you’re going to have to get used to it.” Toby said, finding new strength and looking his father in the eye.

Craig kept the same placid expression. “I’m giving you one more chance. Take Christine to the dance, and I’ll pretend you didn’t say any of that.”

Tobias knew that this was an easy way out, that he could lie, take her to the dance, and never mention this again. Toby also knew that he was tired of living a lie.

“No, dad. I’m going to find a nice guy to go with,” he said, smirking slightly. “I’m eighteen now, I can do what I want. But don’t worry, I’ll bring him by the house first to get your approval.”

“No, you won’t, because this is no longer your house.”

“What!?” Toby’s voice faltered, cracking a little in surprise.

“You heard me. I won’t have any faggots living under my roof. So, if this is how it’s going to me, then I want you out. Now.”

“But dad-” Tobias started to argue, knowing that he had no where else to go.

“I said, get the HELL out of my house, FAGGOT!” Craig was a very manly man, and he had thought that he’d raised a proper wrestler as a son. Obviously he’d been wrong, and Craig didn’t like being wrong. “Get out before I make you get out. You said it yourself, you’re an adult now. Go act like one.”

The longer he spoke the louder he got and the more red his face turned. Now truly terrified, Tobias found himself sprinting out of his own house, slamming the door behind him. He would sneak back in to get his stuff later, but for now he knew that he needed to leave. The question was, to where?

((ooc- lame, but at least it's done. Meh.))