Ted's Diary

Ted's Diary 3.

27-8-1989

Hey journal it's me again.

So um, something happened last night. You know how I had to leave because Bill was knocking on my door? He came in crying for no reason, it was bogus dude. Luckily my dad wasn't home when this happened, he was watching my brothers baseball games so they were gone for hours. I asked him why he was crying and he kept apologising for what happened yesterday when he hugged me. He said he needed to tell me something after he hugged me but was too scared to do it. I was still super confused and I asked him why, but it just made him cry even more. I walked him over to the bed and we just started to hug it out, "Dude, if you're stressed about the maths test you can just tell me. You're not weak for not understanding." He said it wasn't that but it took him a while to tell me what it was. "Then what's up?" He hugged me tighter, as if this was the last time he's ever gonna see me. I got super worried, I even teared up a little myself if I'm being honest dude. It was NON non heinous.

He eventually said something but I couldn't quite hear him, and then it went silent again. "Ted. You're my best friend in the whole wide world and I need to tell you something, dude. It's really important that you know." I was starting to get nervous, I was really hoping he wasn't terribly sick or something worse, like moving away, how could I possibly live without him? "Bill, you know you can tell me anything man. And I mean ANYTHING, man." Sometimes it hurts to call him that, since I've always wished we were more than friends.

"Ted. I'm gay." I went absolutely red dude, my heart sang so loudly, almost as loud as our excellent band, The Wyld Stallyns.. "I gotta tell you something too, Bill." It went silent again, I finally took a deep breath and decided to tell him how I really felt.