Sebastian 'Bash' Walker is a partying Good-Time bloke who landed a full ride scholarship from out of The Bush of the outback in Australia to Magnolia Falls University. Magnolia Falls is located in Cajun Country, Louisiana USA where the food is hot...
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"What the FUCK!" I scramble from my bed wiping at my still damp lips as Jared stands and attempts to grab my arm in utter shock.
"N-no wait, Bash -- c-calm down!"
"We just-- and you are -- WHAT THE FUCK?!" I trip over something on the ground trying to get as far away from Jared as possible.
He follows, "I thought you were okay with that, man." He pleads and my eyes are slow to focus on Jared whilst the room continues to spin around me and the actions of what has just occurred swirl around in my drunk mind.
Jared just fucking kissed me!
"NO! No, I'm not bloody okay with that! What the Hell," I wipe my mouth again, realizing I tongue kissed back, "I thought you were Aspen!"
"I am so sorry, I didn't realize you were this drunk-."
"I was passed the fuck out, brothah!"
Jared continues to follow me and attempts to grab my arm, this time I shove it away hard and fist his shirt in my hands intending to rip his head off, "I swear to fuck, if you try to grab me again I will kill you, Jared." I'm seething. I'm drunk still and all my mind wants to do is find Aspen and kill Jared.
Then, as I bore into Jared's face his eyes fill with fear and shine sobering my drunk rage.
Releasing his shirt and letting out a shaky breath I attempt to calm down then I gulp, "Are you--do you like blokes, Jared?"
He sighs and his eyes drop to the floor then collapses to sit at the edge of my bed, "Yes." He admits, his voice thick and cracking, " I tried to like women. But, it just doesn't work for me." His head drops heavily and he clasps his fists between his legs.
I think to the time I practically forced him, our freshmen year, to give up his V card to a girl. Then in the silence things begin to click and make sense.
Even being shit drunk I realize I need to handle this situation with care, so I inhale a deep breath then let it out slowly, shoving my anger and surprise to the side but Jared's head lifts and he speaks, "Hold on, before you say anything else I need to get Coleson in here." He stands righting his collared salmon polo shirt and brushes past me to the door.
"Fucking HELL!" I growl out, hitting a stupid trophy from the shelf beside the door then go to my bed and fall into it, rubbing my hands hard up and down my face in hopes to sober me up further.
Yes, Jared and Coleson fucked me over this last year by keeping their secrets. But, we were once very close friends. Jared was like a brother I never had. Our friendship was ruined because of his secrets, but with this realization of his sexuality, he deserves to be heard out about his coming out of the closet...Or whatever the fuck he is doing. "Whyyyyyy?" I moan loudly, now rubbing my eye sockets as the room still spins mercilessly around me. "Like I didn't have enough bloody shit goin' on already?!" I ask God who continues to shit on me.
