“Let's get back inside. You need to explain everything,” she said. I gulped and walked inside. Bryan closed the door behind us. I noticed the house was a lot tidier. A lot of stuff was missing. They really had planned on staying away for a while. “I have to call everyday,” she said, reading my expression. “Or she calls the police.” I laughed, shaking my head. I sat on the sofa, expecting them to join me. Nope, they remained standing side by side with crossed arms. I blinked, deciding not to mention how much it made them look like a couple.
“I told him,” I sighed, knowing Diane would understand.
“Fuck,” she said. Bryan was looking between us, confused. Obviously Diane was braver than I thought, not telling him. “I didn't think he'd really kick you out of the pack,” she said, her voice hitching. “It's my fault,” she whispered miserably, sitting next to me.
“No it isn't,” I said, thrown by her reaction. “I couldn't keep it a secret forever,” I said. “I'd just go insane.” She smiled a little at the last part. Bryan was still stood, listening and not understanding in the slightest. Diane noticed this and stood back up.
“I'll go make, erm, some tea, or something,” she ranted, hiding in the kitchen. Coward. That wasn't fair I knew. This was between me and my brother.
“Dad kicked me out of the pack,” I explained.
“I gathered that much,” he said, rolling his eyes. “Why the hell would he do that? If anyone was going to get kicked out for messing up it was me,” he finished. I snorted, shaking my head.
“Dad would never kick you out, you're going to be the next alpha,” I said.
“If you don't hurry up and tell me what happened, I'll go alpha on your butt and make you,” he practically growled. I blinked at that and stood up.
“Dad reacted badly, can you blame me?” I said, crossing my arms to match Bryan. He hesitated, shifting on the spot.
“Dad said something about not risking it during the blue moon. I'm not sure he kicked you out completely. Just temporarily,” he said, frowning. I blinked at him, recalling the conversation. It was difficult and I had to push tears away at the words. Stay at Diane's for a while. Even if those had been his exact words, I had no clue. Not without talking to dad myself. I was nowhere near ready to talk to him again, I needed a few weeks at least to get over everything. “Luca,” he pressed, eyebrows furrowed. I sighed, aware Diane must've made the drinks now and would be hovering by the kitchen door nervously. Her walls were thin enough, she could hear every word.
“I'm gay,” I said for the second time in as many days. Bryan blinked at the words. I waited for him to say something, anything. It was starting to feel worryingly similar to dad.
“Wait, dad didn't know that?” Bryan replied, confused. My turn to blink.
“Wait, you did?” I threw back.
“I'm not that stupid,” he muttered, shoving his hands into his pockets. “I saw what you and Riley were doing at the last blue moon. You were pretty good at hiding it though. I don't think anyone else noticed,” he shrugged.
“Does Penny know?” I asked. Bryan snorted and shook his head.
“I kept it to myself, figured you'd tell us when you were ready,” he replied. Diane walked into the living room and leaned against the wall.
“Well, that's a relief,” she said. “Good to know I don't have to punch anyone for you,” she said. “Well, technically I should punch your dad, but the idea terrifies me too much.” I starred at her and then back at Bryan, trying to figure out how to respond. I settled for laughing.