I sighed I'm ready to tell him, tell him I'm bi. I cleared my throat, "Father I'm...I'm a... I'm... I'm bisexual." He chuckled then asked, "Is that it?" "Uhh yeah." "Michael that's ok. No real father would discriminate or reject his son or blood." I got a little emotional and my eye began to water. "Chico I love you and I always will no matter who you love." My dad always pulls my heartstrings I wanted to cry. "But if you're a bottom I need to meet him." He said firmly, "Dad I don't know what I am yet." "Well, you'll figure it out." He embraced me with a hard hug, "I love you, Mike." "I love you too."
I followed him into the garage and then saw a shiny red pickup truck. My jaw was dropped in pure excitement, "Dad what is?" "It's all yours." I held in my screams since it was like 2 am I hopped in and asked, "Oh my god dad when can I drive this?" "Well one I knew you wanted a truck you said and I gotta teach you how to drive a regular car first then you gotta get your permit then your CDL license. It's also an automatic." "Dad? Did you buy me this?" "I got it half price then spent the past three months fixing and making sure it was safe then cleaned it." "Oh my god thank you so much." "I'm going to bed so be quiet. I'll teach you how to drive on like Wednesday." He left me in the garage.
I slid my hand around the interior and dashboard. Cal came in looking for me and then ran to my window. "Mike is this yours? Because it looks awesome." "Cal I have a great idea." "What is Mike?" "We can go down to the basement and deck this thing out." "You have a basement?" "Yes, Cal let's go." We opened the basement door underneath the stairs. I gulped "Cal we're going to your house we can do this tomorrow. We grabbed our bags and went outside into Cal's car. And drove.
I kissed him on the cheek, "Mike doesn't distract me while I'm driving." He complained to me I snickered, "Cal don't you love me?" "Mike I do but I also love safe driving." "Ok fair." I put my left hand on his right thigh and then apologized, "Sorry I just want you to know I love you and this is my first relationship and uhh I don't know how to be in one? He laughed and I think I blushed with embarrassment, "Mike you are doing perfect a good relationship doesn't have to have kissing and all the physical contact it's about the mental connection between us and that's all I care about. And you of course. He put his hand on my hand. "Oh ok, Mr. Wise Bunny." "Ok, number one thank you. Number two-stop calling me BUNNY!" I chuckled and crossed my arms and said, "You know you love it." He mumbled something under his breath.
"What did you say?" He mumbled something again. "Mike we are here! Stay here." He ran to my side of the door and opened it for me, "That was nice of you." He smiled, "It's nothing much Mike." He unlocked the door his house looked cozy fireplace surrounded by two red couches. "Cal this place is classy." I sat my bag on a couch as he thanked me. "So Mike you wanna watch a movie?" "Depends what movie?" "Halloween?" "Shit ok!" Cal put in the Dvd player and I leaped on the couch. " I'm gonna make popcorn and grab us some food ok? "Yeah alright!" His orange cat jumped up on the couch and we tilted our heads and stared at each other, "Cal who is the cat?" "Oh yeah, Mike that's Ellie." Ellie rolled off the arm of the couch onto the cushions I patted her waiting for Cal.
He came out with a bowl of popcorn, blue Doritos, Pepsi, and some Lay's chips. We began to start munching. "Hey, Mike while I was in your room I saw a picture of this kid named Ace who is he?" I sighed, "Calvin, Ace was my elementary school best friend until he moved. We were pen pals for a while after. But I stopped opening his letters they seemed just to get more bored and uninterested." "Oh I'm sorry but maybe you should write to him again." "Maybe one day."
1 Hour 30 Later
I yawned, "Cal you have been laying on me for the whole movie. Cal?" Calvin was sleeping on my chest. I struggled to dim the lights and put to nice moody lighting and hugged him like a panda. I don't know he's just so warm and I feel protected I wonder if he feels the same way ill ask tomorrow. While laying down I began toying with his hair. Call me creepy but I sniffed it. "Dove." I took my eyepatch off and put my hands on his lower and upper back.
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The Eye-Patch Teen
Teen FictionMichael Linx a sophomore. Who has been experiencing bullying and has been treated differently since 4th grade, the year he lost his left eye. Due to an accident with his little brother and his 3 sisters. While being harassed and doing nothing. The n...