September 23rd, 1989. 10:32 P.M.
In a haze of love and wispy romantic feelings, I glanced over to my cranky boyfriend, and the feeling vanished inside of me upon seeing his expression. Brian looked pale and green in the face.
He sat down on the curve, outside some motel rooms, and I stood, leaned against a wooden beam. I stared at the flickering lights above our heads, and the moths that circled them.
A cool breeze sent shivers through me, "Brrr... It's so cold." I said, rubbing my arms to break the tension between us.
Brain slips his jacket off, and hands it over to me. I threw it on, basking in the warmth he had left. He hadn't even looked up at me when he passed it. I felt like it was my duty to lighten the mood.
"This motel seems pretty nice..." I say with no reply from him, "... Maybe we could get a room, and fool around a bit."
Brian remained silent. He had been acting weird all week. It wasn't even about the prom, or the car jacking anymore. Something was troubling him. I wondered if it was something to do with the business... maybe he saw something that traumatised him, and didn't tell me about it.
"Is something bothering you?" I asked him, "Did I do something wrong?"
Brian shakes his head, "No... you're perfect. I mean look at you." he says, looking down at the gravel.
I tilt my head at him, "Then what is it? I must've done something?" I pushed.
I could feel it in the core of my chest. It was something I had to ask him... I just had to know the truth once or for all, but I didn't know how he would react to it.
I pushed aside the worries that engulfed me, and gulped the sick feeling down my throat, "It's true... isn't it?"
Brian lifted his head up and met me with dullness in his once comforting eyes. After a moment, he asked, "What's true?"
And I knew it... and I think he knew what I was about to ask him too. For some reason he was waiting for someone to bring it up, so maybe he could possibly make sense of it all in his own head.
I continued not wanting too but at the same time, I needed too for the both of us, "What people say about you..." I whispered, although no one was around to hear me.
Brain held his breath, waiting for my answer.
I nod... knowing it is true... I let the words slip from my lips, "You're gay..." I stuttered over them, attempting to make sense of myself, "...You like boys."
Brian felt a world of release fall from his shoulders. He lets out a little cry... then it returns to suffering again, "You don't understand. You can't be gay around here... Not in this town."
I begin to rethink all I knew about him. Brain had girlfriends in the past... how could this be? I just didn't understand and I don't think he did either. I settle onto the curve beside him and pat his back for comfort.
I can tell in his voice that he was in a lot of pain speaking about this. As much as I knew I needed to comfort him, I had my own doubts about the situation.
I didn't want to lie to him and say everything would be alright, because I didn't know how people around here would react to it. I wasn't even mad at him.
Brian too, was in relief that our relationship was over. It ended the moment he told me the truth. But with that ease, came the twist and stab in the pit of my stomach.
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OVERKILL - Book 2#
Romance[Completed✔] After embracing a romance with a close friend, Jade discovers a well hidden secret of his, which results in her attention returning to a past lover.