Hearing Gabe and Bailey go up the ladder to the room in the
attic, Jordan decided it was safe to go down to the kitchen for
dinner. He knew what they were doing up there… and he hated it.
He rummaged in the freezer for a moment, and finally withdrew the
remains of a shepherd's pie Gabe had made a while back. He sat
down at the kitchen table and waited for the microwave to 'ping',
before fetching a knife and fork and digging into the pie. He
listened to Rose and Liam arguing in the living room over which
DVD they would watch before bedtime, and called through to them
to be quiet and just pick one.
Phoebe waltzed into the kitchen, made herself a cup of tea and
danced back out, acting as though she hadn't seen him at all.
She'd been acting a little strangely recently, Jordan thought. He
wondered if perhaps she had a crush on a boy that was making her
act oddly. Putting his plate in the sink with a sigh, Jordan
rummaged around in one of the cupboards for a moment, and finally
found a packet of chocolate nut cookies, his favourites.
He went through to the living room and watched the end of The Fox
and the Hound with the twins, before gently shooing them off to
bed and flipping through the channels. He finally settled on a
re-run of Law and Order and settled back on the sofa, vaguely
following the storyline, but mostly concentrating on working his
way through the entire packet of biscuits.
Almost an hour later, he heard Gabe and Bailey come back
downstairs. They stood by the front door, talking quietly for a
few minutes, before Bailey leant across and kissed Gabe gently
Mindful of Jordan sprawled on the sofa, Gabe lowered his voice to
a murmured when they reached the front door.
"I think we need to tell Angela." Bailey hesitated, before he
"Alright…" He said in a low voice. "I… Can you tell her with me?"
"Of course." Gabriel smiled and hugged Bailey. "It'll be
alright." He whispered. He felt Bailey sigh softly into his
shoulder and smiled.
"I scared." Bailey muttered. "My parents… If they find out-" Gabe
cut him off with a soft kiss.
"Don't worry about them." He said firmly. "We'll tell Angela
first, and then your parents." Bailey nodded.
"I should go." He murmured. Gabe kissed him again.
"I'll call you tomorrow, okay?" He let Bailey out of the front
door and went through to the living room. Eyeing Jordan on the
sofa for a moment, he flopped into an armchair with a sigh.
Jordan didn't even acknowledge the fact that he'd entered the
room. "How was football practice?" Gabe asked tentatively, after
a few minutes silence.
"Mm." Jordan mumbled. Biting back a growl of impatience, Gabe
"Did you made the school team?"
"No." Jordan grunted. Rolling his eyes, Gabriel gave up. A few
minutes later, Phoebe looked in and said she was going to bed.
Jordan stayed until the programme he was watching had finished,
before hauling himself to his feet and muttering a goodnight. As
he walked past, Gabe grabbed his arm and stopped him.
"Jordan… please talk to me." Jordan looked back down at him. Gabe
stood and turned the TV off, before turning back to his brother.
"Have I done something to make you mad? Did I forget to sign an
important permission slip or something?" Jordan looked at him for
a moment, before shaking his head and turning away. Gabe followed
him and pulled him back again. "Then what?" He demanded. "Please,
tell me what I've done so I can fix it."
"You've not done anything." Jordan snapped. "Leave me alone."
"Just leave it, Gabe!" Jordan snarled, pushing him back against
the wall, so hard Gabe's teeth snapped closed. Gabriel stared at
him for a moment, before he released Jordan's wrist and let him
go. He stood against the wall a moment longer, breathing hard,
shocked to find himself trembling. For the first time, Jordan had