The Tragedy of Felix and Jake

by J. Daniels

“This is fun. I’m usually not this happy on Sundays. I think I love sleepovers.”

And if holding your hand like you’re my boyfriend wasn’t a hint; I’ll spell it out for you—I want you to be my boyfriend.”

You know what’s even better than getting high? Landing the guy you want. That is so fucking dope.

That paranoia shit while you’re withdrawing fucking sucks.

“And I saw that picture you sent me. I made it my lock screen. And I’m staring at you and reading your texts, and I just fucking walked away from him. It was incredible. I’ve never done that. I never could before. And then I come in here thinking maybe today is the best day of my life because of what I was able to do, and you fucking say you’re in love with me.”

“Because I’ve waited my whole life for you. And for this. Us.” I squeeze his hands. “You’re my fucking family, Jake, and we’ll fight this. Together.”