Sure thing, Tom kissing me out of nowhere like that was a strange phenomenon, but why was Billy mad about it? He stormed out of there like a toddler throwing a tantrum because somebody had stolen his toy.

Was he being protective of me? No, because he ran away and didn't come to 'protect' me. Was he being... jealous? Maybe... he caught feelings for Tom now that he knew the truth? I can't find a reasonable explanation for this.

"Billy, wait," I called out to him, but it was no use. You can't reason with a child.

"Let him," Tom grabbed me by the arm. "he can be mad as much as he likes. You're free to kiss whoever you want to."

"Look, Tom, I don't know what got into you back there," I said, "and as hot as you are, I'm gonna need to leave your blonde ass here so that I can talk to Billy."

"Why do you care so much about him anyway?" asked Tom angrily. "Why, do you like him more than me or something? He isn't even gay. Save yourself the trouble of the heartbreak I had to go through~"

"I don't like him," it's true. Apart from friendship, I feel no other intimate connection to Billy whatsoever. "But he is my friend, and I don't want to lose him. I need to find out why he did whatever he did back there."

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"Fine. Do whatever you want. Go and dump the person that actually wants you," there was a hint of sadness in his words. I do like him, but I really have to salvage my friendship.

"We'll talk about this."

"Yeah, right," now he was the one being immature. Why do these people have to always act like that? You're all over 18, legally an adult. What is wrong with you people?

I saw Billy leaving through the back doors of the school. I guess he was gonna ditch school since he couldn't stand being in the same school where he saw me kissing Tom.

"Billy!", I called out to him. "Billy! Wait up!"

He ignored me. Of course, he was giving me the silent treatment. He didn't know how to communicate his feelings and emotions, so it was no surprise he was doing something like that. "Billy, stop acting like a child and talk to me!"

"What?", Bully turned to face me swiftly, "What do you want, Nate?"

"What's the problem?", I asked. I really didn't know what I did wrong.

"'What's the problem?', seriously? That's all you have to say?", his words were as hot as magma.

"Yeah. I don't get why you're acting this way. I didn't do anything wrong, did I? I just kissed somebody. And for the record, he kissed me first. I just acted reflexively."

"I...I'm sorry, but after what he did to me...", oh. I never thought about it that way. "It was unreasonable of me to act this way," Billy apologized, "B-but... when I was you with him... I thought he'd taken you. I... I thought that I lost you. I thought that I lost my only friend. I mean because of him I lost my girlfriend and I couldn't bear the thought of losing you...", he continued with a pinch of sadness in his voice.