Stepbrotherly Love by Evan J. Xavier

Author:Evan J. Xavier
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2015-03-26T04:00:00+00:00

III

Mo was an interesting guy. After adjusting to the new living situation we buddied up quickly. I found myself spending every free moment with him, learning and growing. And there was tons to learn. I wasn't a very outgoing person; wasn't big on the gay scene. Little by little he schooled me on the ins and outs. No pun intended. Waking up to Mo raiding my closet was a common thing. He'd take my ordinary looking suits and turn them into something **fabulous** as he'd say. His look changed like the wind. One day he rocked a trucker hat with his braids flowing down, a fully made face, his trademark eyelashes with a full beard and an NBA jersey of a team he had no clue about, but it matched his eye shadow.

Mo, the son of a southern preacher man, came out to his father while in high school. After his father was forced out of their hometown church they relocated to Vermont where Mo finished his last year of high school in peace. As Mo shared, I shared, which brought us both together—letting our skeletons fly freely from the closet. Mo pulled over a chair and slid up to the bar. He'd just come from an evening study group, he claimed. I gave him a once-over. He smelled as if he were covered in sweat and lube. This was our routine. We sat at the Awful Waffle and would shoot the shit about our day. Mo always had the more interesting day, whereas mine was filled with no-dramatic boring tales.

"Yeah, so I heard you again last night," Mo said.

"Again?" I flipped over the menu to check out the specials.

"Ahh... yeah. Why don't you just call Milo. Y'all need to fuck this out of your system."

"It's not even like that. He's just uhh... I dunno. I haven't talked to him since I got here. Don't plan on it anytime soon either."

Mo began with the teeth sucking. It was so annoying.

"Don't do that."

"Do what?" Mo’s teeth sucking intensified.

"Do what you're doing."

Mo slammed the menu on the bar causing folks to look over and stare. "All I know is you need to fix it, Capa. That's your brother."

"Sorry, he's off his medication." I smiled and turned to Mo, giving him a stern look.

"He's called me, but I haven't had time to call him back," I said, waving over the waitress.

"Stop lying. You don't have time?" Mo raised his voice to a high pitched squeal and belted out a string of laughter. "Capa, all you do is go to class, come home and shut up in your room until I drag you out. So you don't have time, huh?"

Mo waved away the waitress.

"Let’s not talk about this right now, I'm starving." I waved the waitress back. She let out an audible puff as she walked over. We ordered a stack of pancakes with copious sides of bacon. We were just a few pounds of packing on the Freshmen 15.

"By-the-way," Mo said, taking bites of his bacon.

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