3-Minute Passion (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 27

It doesn't really matter what life throws at you. What matters is how you handle it, either you catch it or you let it hit you. There's not a thing that will ever be capable of bringing you down as long as you don't let it get to you. People whine and complain about life, but it doesn't occur to them that they are responsible for it. Our choices and actions are the sum of our life. We add things that makes it worth it, subtract the mistakes and multiply our success. Life is a simple math equation that consists a little of addition, subtraction, multiplication, and even division. Our curiosity of how our life would turn out will only lead us to more questions and doubts. The right thing to do to know is to live limitless.

I felt so pumped up on writing that as soon as Red left, I opened my laptop and wrote every single thing that I have reflected on. The two of us have our differences, a lot to be exact, but why should we focus on the differences if we can cherish the similarities?

Red told me everything that happened to him in New York. He told me every detail about it, not leaving a spec for me. I like honest Red, because I don't have to ask anymore questions. I told him what he missed out on school and offered him tutoring again since he was away for too long. I thought he wouldn't accept my offer since he filled me in with "I don't think that's a good idea.. I won't be able to focus with you around without doing something." I know that he was just joking, because he took that back when I nearly pushed him off the chair. I also told him about Ian, and how he was nothing but amazing hearing me out. I told him that nothing's changed around and how much I missed him. And we decided that we will take things slow this time. We will give each other some space every once in a while, just to avoid anything bad from happening. I didn't like the idea since he promised me before that once he get back from New York, we'll spend each day together till graduation, but I have to agree with him since he's working and studying at the same time. I don't really want to intrude in his busy schedule. Besides, it's really for the best, I hope. As much as I halted him from continuing on and on cursing at his mother, I knew he needed to let all those out. It may be a mean thing to do, but a person who has been hurt is entitled to express more than a handful of options. I understand how his mother feels. My grandmother might even do something worse for me. I could be locked up in a church to replenish me from the sin of being gay. Those were the exact words when I asked my grandmother what her stand on the whole gay thing. Enough reason to keep me in the closet. Red brought that topic up. He told me that since we were legal to his dad. It was just right for my parents— family to know who he really is. I replied that we aren't even together. It's the truth, and maybe because I'm still not ready to open that closet. I called Nicole to tell her everything. She was shocked, but relieved because she said I would now stop from being a whiner. My Christmas might even turn out just right after all. Speaking of Christmas, Red offered me to spend it with him and his father. I was flabbergasted, because surely my family would freak out if I ask them that I won't spend Christmas with them. I had to put on hold his offer. I have a week to think that through.

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1 week later

It has been the best week so far. Red and I spent some days driving around town. The town is at buzz since it's almost Christmas. The mall is too packed to even go there. I'm a bit of a claustrophobic, so I'm not really a big fan of a lot of people. The only thing that bothered me was the fact I still didn't have any presents for my family and Red. It's so hard to think of a gift to give Red, since I don't think he needs anything else. I asked Nicole what to get him, and she joked saying that I should buy him a leash, which brought me to a grand idea. This is the only day that I get to start my panic shopping. I have a couple of hours before all the stores are closed for Christmas. I grab my red coat that I bought from New York and my keys on my study desk. I put my wallet out to check if my checklist is there which it is. The mall will surely be packed, but I need to finish this errand. Or else I won't be able to give him a present. Good news is that my mother accepted the idea that I'll spend my birthday here at Lancaster and have my Christmas at Red's, although I have to be at Columbus by noon at Christmas day. She also told me that I should at least bring a food to share. I already thought that one through. I finished baking around 4 in the morning. It took me 8 hours to bake a cake. Who knew that you really have to follow what's on the book? I guess baking is also not my thing.