Chapter 5

Brian's Pov

"I think we should break up, Brian," Travis said. Travis McCarthy is nineteen at 5'11 with short black hair, dark green eyes, pale skin and has a slim built. I'm too nineteen at 6'1 with golden blonde hair, Sky blue eyes. I'm tanned and have a swimmer's built. "What you mean you want to break up with Me? We've been going out for a year now. I love you, Travis McCarthy," I said. " Yeah, right Brian. I know that you have sex with your twin brother," Travis said. "Wait a damn minute! Dillion and I; we do not have sex with each other. We share lovers Travis. But not since I've been with you Travis; so the person who told you that is lieing," I said. Travis went pale," what you mean you share lovers; not having sex with your brother?" "Dillon and I have threesomes; when we have the same lover, a man or a woman. We don't have sex with each other; in bed with that person. Some one told you a lied Tarvis, Dill and me haven't slept with a shared lover in a year and a half," I said. "I don't care Brian; I still think it's sick to share someone with their Brother. I still want to break up with you," Travis said. "Fine, then go, but you will soon miss me, Travis. Even if you crawl back to me I wouldn't take you back," I said as I got up and walked out of the Diner to my truck. My cell buzz and I look to see Dill had text me.

Dillon: Pick up a pizza for me. After your date.

Me: We 've broken up. I'll pick up us a larger meat lovers Pizza.

Dillon: Fucking bastard! What for?

Me: Yeah! Someone told him that we fuck!

Dillon: Fuck! Someone had told Travis a lied.

Me: Yes, I told him that, but he still broken up with me.

Dillon: Well then; Travis never loved you.

Me: See you soon.

Dillon: Yeah, come home safe. Bro Love you

Me: I will.  Bro Love you too.

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Dillon's Pov

THAT FUCKING BASTAD TRAVIS McCARTHY" I yelled to myself. "Dill? What is wrong with Brian's boyfriend; to say that about him?" I turned to see Mrs. Maxwell stand beside me; I don't see her. "Oh.....Um, Travis had just broken up with Brian; cause someone told him we had sex," I said. "Oh...my that is not true; you two may be intimate with each other, but never sexually with each other. You are right Dill; Travis McCarthy is a fucking bastard," Mrs. Maxwell said. I smile at the old woman who is fifty at 5'8 with long silver hair(was the blonde hair) and blue eyes, lightly tanned and has a slim built. Dianne Maxwell knows about Brian and Me sex life; that we are bisexual and share lovers, or have a boyfriend or girlfriend. They never judge us for it; like our parents. "You need any help, Dianne?" I asked. "Oh....yes Dill I do. I need you go in my basement; there are two big boxes in the back storage room; I want them upstairs. My dear husband is with his friends and forgot to do it this morning," Mrs. Maxwell said.I will, Dianne,"I said. I text Brian.

Me: Change of plans. We have to help Dianne. She wants pizza too.

Brian: Okay. I will get cheesy bread sticks too.

Me: You want Dianne to fall in love with you? "LoL"

Brian: Oh yeah you know it..... Dianne is a hottie. "LoL"

I follow Mrs. Maxwell into the house. We come in from the back door to the kitchen, and the stairs going to the basement. "Dianne? May I ask why you and Berry have been busy; buying new furniture?" "Oh......Dill, our Grandson Bryson is coming to live with us," Mrs. Maxwell said happily. "Oh....I don't know that Devin had a son?" "No, Dill. Devin doesn't have a son; He wants to find a nice man to settle down with first before having kids. My elder's son Billy and his wife Brianna is Bryson parents. They use to live with us; till they move to the city about fourteen years ago; two months before your family moved in next door," Mrs. Maxwell said. Now I know two things I don't know about the Maxwells; first that Devin is gay and they have another son Billy.

"How old is Bryson?" I asked. "Oh.....my, Bryson is seventeen. We hadn't seen him in eight years, but we talk on the phone every weekend, about school and friends," Mrs. Maxwell said. "Oh.... do Bryson have a girlfriend or a boyfriend?" "Oh....Dill, please don't go there," Mrs. Maxwell said as she hit my arm. "Why can't you tell me, Dianne? Something bad happen to him; for his parents to send him here?" I asked. Mrs. Maxwell was crying," I can't tell you, Dill; as it not my business to talk about others. But not nothing bad had happened to him," Mrs. Maxwell said. "How old are Billy and Brianne?" I asked. "They were young parents; to have Bryson, They are still young to have more kids," Mrs. Maxwell said. "You could have said their ages," I said. Mrs. Maxwell laughed," Fine then; Billy is a year old than Devin, Billy is two years older than Anne," Mrs. Maxwell said. I know that Devin is thirty- four; fuck that made Billy eighteen and Brianne sixteen when the had Bryson.Mrs. Maxwell was making sweet tea when Brian came in the kitchen with the pizza and cheesy bread sticks. "We eat first then you boys will work. After you two are done you will have your dessert of my cherry pie cookies," Mrs. Maxwell said. God, I love this woman; she's a Grandmother that Brian and I never had. Dianne and Berry; Love us as their Grandsons too.

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