Love AfFair (BOY×BOY)

Chapter 9: California

In the morning, I was supposed to be getting ready for class. But, I just couldn't. Only sleeping when I had exhausted my body so much, that I had just passed out. Carmen was gone. Back to his boyfriend. Probably telling him all about the guy that kissed him while he was innocently trying to tutor him. God, I was such an asshole. I'm a piece of shit.

I ruined everything. With just one impulsive, selfish action it was all gone. All because I was too much of an idiot to control myself and enjoy what I have. My relationship with Carmen was good enough, why did I have to have more? Why was I like this? I felt so stupid, so horrible. I made no move to get ready.

When Jordy woke up, he noticed me stay in bed. Even though I usually hated getting ready for class, I felt as though Jordy could tell that this was different. Most likely due to the crime scene he had to clean up when he returned home last night.

"Adam?" He called, coming over to me and shaking my shoulder lightly to wake me up.

I didn't budge. Nor did I say anything.

"What happened last night?" He asked, sitting himself at the end of my bed, staring at the back of my head. Still no reply.

"We have to go to class." He said, grabbing my leg and shaking it as well. No reply.

Jordy frowned more, looking down at the ground in thought. It seemed if I wasn't going to class today, he wasn't either.

"Can you talk to me?" Jordy insisted, though in a concerned tone. Turning his body on my mattress to face me.

No reply.

"Please, Adam. Talk to me." Jordy started to beg, crawling up on the bed so he'd be able to see my face. Frowning even more once he caught a glimpse of my expression.

When I could no longer hide anymore, I just sighed. Jordy was my bestfriend. The one person that I should be crying to with all my problems, my heartbreaks. Like how he did with me. Always coming to me with every problem he had, no matter how many times I tried ignoring him. No matter how many times I was cold to him or shut him out.

So, I decided I wasn't going to shut him out this time. Even if it meant breaking down infront of him.

"I kissed a boy..." I started. "... And he didn't like it." I said, my voice cracking slightly.

Jordy's expression softened, crawling up more on the bed so he was laying right infront of me. It was such a small bed, so we were right infront of eachother. Jordy was also someone that didn't understand personal space. However, this time I didn't mind it.

"Okay... Go on." Jordy said, listening intently.

I ended up telling him everything. The entire story. All of it. It was painful to retell it, so I ended up crying. Jordy pulling me into a hug. He held me as I cried. It might've been slightly emasculating but I didn't care.

Then, when I had finally calmed down, I pulled myself away.

"He's never going to talk to me again. He doesn't want anything to do with me." I said, sucking in a breath as I laid my head against my pillow.

Jordy stared at me in thought, then sat himself up from the bed with a smile. "Come on, get dressed." he said gently.

I shook my head. "I'm not going to class today. Tell Laurie that I'm sick, too." I mumbled into my pillow.

"We're not going to class." Jordy said as he stood up and started to get dressed. "I'm gonna take you somewhere. Come on." he said.

Very, very reluctantly I sat myself up. Then, started to get dressed as well. "Where are we going?"