CHRISTIAN GAY

8

Reuben's POV:

Knock! Knock!

There was no response. Who said there would be any though? I threw my hands up in the air and shook my head in pity. I was just playing around with myself. I knew there wouldn't be any response, since no one would be at home except me. Yeah, I'm around.

I went to my room upstairs and locked the door. I hung my bag on the wall, took off my uniform, sandals and socks. I only had my shorts and singlet on. I jumped and sprawled on my bed. Just when I thought I could take a nap, it all started...

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Adam's POV:

I hopped on my bed when I got into the room with my bag still on. I heaved a deep sigh and stood back up to drop my bag. I took off my uniform and laid back down on the bed with my head propped by my pillow.

I sighed. Again.

Even though, it's just two days since we resumed, it has felt like two weeks. Everything just happening so fast and I can't even hep myself. I wished there could be someone I could run to. Who would accept me if they know am gay?

I don't even think God would. He hates homosexuality, right? 

I shook my head as though my thoughts would fall off. That was when I remembered that Reuben wanted to come over. I wanted to take a nap but I couldn't anymore. I became anxious at the thought of hosting him. I jumped off the bed and rushed to the kitchen.

Mum was there.

"Why are you running? Is anything the matter?", She asked lightly as though she didn't expect a response. It was probably because she was preparing something at the moment.

I shook my head to both sides to mean 'Nothing'.

"A friend of mine wants to come over and I was wondering if I could host him with something presentable, even if so small?" 

That was when my Mum paid attention. She raised her eyebrows and asked "A friend?". I nodded. "Really?"

I nodded again. "Don't you want him to come?", I was seeing her questions as indications that she doesn't want to see a stranger. And that's alright. Maybe that would help ease my anxiety, but I would love that he came around anyway.

"Why would I not want him to come?", She shrugged and turned to stir what was on fire. I peeped and want I saw satisfied me. It's been awhile I ate plantain soup. It's my favorite.

"Umm...Mum...do you think he will eat that?", I pointed at the soup.

"Why?"

"You know this soup is not common around here. Infact, when I talk about it in school, my mates are always surprised and find it weird.", I was obviously discouraged.

My Mum chuckled when she saw my countenance. She moved closer to me and asked me how long I've known Reuben. I told her recently and she asked how recent. I got anxious immediately. My chest seemed to be tightening and I couldn't hear anything. I saw my Mum's lips moving but I didn't hear her. My vision was getting blurry and before I knew it I heard a thud.

The sound brought me back to myself. It was as though within a split second. I almost fainted and I came back alive immediately when I fell to the ground. But, in the reality, there seemed to be a different story. When I looked up, I saw my Mum shedding tears and saying things I didn't understand. It took me awhile before I knew they were tongues. Then I saw my Dad making calls, pacing back and forth before me. When he turned, probably to check on me, he rushed to my side when he saw me awake.