Page 18 of His Untoward Hate

Jasper knew he was tired, but Sky wanted to have time with him. Jasper could tell that there was alcohol in his system because of how his sentences fumbled against his tongue and his smell. Knowing his brother, he was an expert when it came to alcohol. He could still control himself. He was immune to it, and somehow, that made Jasper worry about his health. It would take him a hundred bottles of liquor before he got intoxicated.

“Why do you keep on calling him faggot? You know I’m gay too. And Jude’s not ugly and definitely not stupid. He’s pretty and very smart. I can’t understand why you people call him a duckling.” Jasper said.

“Pretty is only for a girl. Ugly is for Jude. That’s it.” Sky said it so roughly that Jasper unintentionally burst into laughter.

The moment had been serious until Sky ruined it with such a ridiculous remark. Jasper could not tell if he was joking because Sky looked completely serious, his brows furrowed as if he were ready to kill someone.

“Why do you hate him so much, Dre? What’s in him that you hate him so much? What’s the reason?” Jasper asked, though he had already asked him these questions numerous times before, but his answer was still the same.

“I just don’t like him,” he replied bluntly.

“But your eyes say otherwise,” Jasper said.

“Stop inventing.”

“I am not.”

“Why would I like that fag?” Sky asked, disgust evident in his voice. “Goddamn, Jasper Granger, my dick is straighter than a bat. It has entered a lot of vagina already.”

“Your mouth, Sky Granger,” Jasper reprimanded, keeping his face straight, though he wanted to laugh really hard. “And I never said you liked him.”

Sky froze for a second, clearly caught off guard, before looking away.

“Okay, fine,” he muttered at last. “I’ll let you use my truck so you can bring that faggot to your stupid date. I know you will spill your reasons to get in your way.”

Got ya! Jasper mentally celebrated. He knew how to get into his brother’s weak spot pretty well. And one of the easiest ways was to bring Jude into the picture.

“You’re just jealous.” Jasper teased as he poked his side.

“Don’t start it. I tell you,” He threatened, but Jasper was tough.

“You’re jealous, admit it.”

Sky groaned when Jasper started tickling him.

“Stop it! I’m not jealous! The fuck, I’m straighter than my dick for God fucking sake!”

That only made Jasper laugh harder. He lunged at his brother, and within seconds, they were wrestling like children while Sky tried to shove him away.

“I said stop it! Goddamn it,” he barked sternly and threw Jasper with force to the side with such ease.

Sky stood up and collected his things from the floor where he had thrown them earlier.

“Go to sleep,” he commanded seriously and left the room.

He was mad. He got mad easily.

Nevertheless, Sky was a very tough man, one of the toughest people Jasper knew. Although he might be intimidating to most people, even terrifying, Jasper knew better than anyone who his brother truly was. Sky had practically raised him. He was oftentimes difficult to understand and did not want him to get involved with his business, but his brother was still the person that he looked up to. Jasper cared for him so much. He knew that he cared and was very protective of him, too. That was why, whenever he could, Jasper tried to make him smile, because it was very rare to see Sky smile.

Jasper remembered the first day, way back in sixth grade, when someone bullied him, calling him gay, and it reached his brother. Sky was ferocious and beat the kid nearly to death. From that day forward, no one dared to bully Jasper again, and the boy eventually transferred to another school. My brother was suspended from school for two weeks at that time and nearly got expelled. Starting that day as well, Jasper got more reserved, more closeted.

Sky would do everything just for him. They had already survived so much together, especially after their father died five years ago due to a cardiovascular condition, and their mother became ill with cancer, now staying with their aunt in another state for treatment. Their mother left a day before their sixth-grade graduation, and ever since, they have had only each other.

People might define his brother as bad or evil, but he was the bravest, most genuine, and most loving person Jasper had ever known. He did not know how to live this cruel life without him.

9

Mitch still had not come home since yesterday’s argument, which, if Jude was being honest, made him feel slightly relieved. He did not know how he was supposed to face her either. It was Sunday, and she was probably staying over at a friend’s house. Today was also the day he and Jasper were supposed to go out, but the excitement he had been carrying for days had dulled because of everything that had happened. Jude still could not move on from the things Mitch had said to him. She hated him so deeply that she no longer considered him family. Being called a plague and a disgrace to the family stayed with him more than he wanted to admit. The people at school hated him. Even his own family seemed to hate him, too.