katharsis

- sixth rule -

Life is about acceptance.

    Thanks to Drew's encouragement, I finally confessed my feelings to Swan.

These two had become somewhat friends, sometimes talking to each other without needing me.

I was sixteen, and due to his ass being born in November, Drew was still a baby of 14 years old. The issue didn't lay between him and I, though. It was rather the fact that Swan was 18 at that time. Obviously, I was not bothered by that, nor by the fact that his parents once saw me as their son some day.

No. But Swan was. He was scared nonetheless because he returned my feelings. Maybe he didn't love me the same, but he liked me and agreed to date me.

That day, I kissed Andrew on the lips for the nth time, but this time it was full of joy rather than lust or loneliness.

Quite ironically, it was the first time I cheated on Swan. Now, rest assured, the other times I cheated on Swan was on his permissions and never went further than with a kiss.

Little things changed between us. I left 9th grade quite early, too, giving me more time to hang out with Swan and discover how serious relationships worked. I was sixteen years old, I made plenty of mistakes, and so did he, but we went through everything together.

Today, it's been 5 years since we are officially together, and seriously, it feels like we have been together forever.

Alright. That was a summary of how I got into a relationship with the only man I have ever loved and how I met the most precious person I had in my life.

To understand our dynamic, I will try to sum up even more.

Andrew and I had a sexfriendship going. It had to end when I made it official with Swan. But, Swan was not against me and Andrew being close and touchy. Sometimes, he was the one to put Drew between us, encouraging him to cuddle me rather than do it himself.

It was suspicious at first. But he told me that he is open to things. Being open meant that it didn't bother him if I was to make out or hook up with people he knew. It came as a shock at first, but it was then that we talked about our relationship more deeply and understood each other more. We discovered that we were on the same wavelength.

Since that day, Drew was part of our relationship, as a third-wheeler but also as a 'substitute' boyfriend, which he agreed as a title, in a joking way.

Some time later, he entered an ugly depression and started dating someone. The combo didn't do him well, but it's not my story.