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Dear whoever,

I always considered myself straight.

Or well, whenever I thought about the future I would see myself with a brunette girl, sitting on the balcony of our apartment, drinking coffee and laughing at some stupid joke we made.

Now I wasn't so sure anymore.

It's probably just the way I was raised.

I have an older sister I never see.

She moved to Australia to be with some guy she thinks is 'the one'.

I haven't heard from her for a year now.

It's fine though, we didn't have the best relationship anyways so.

I'm kind of drifting off the subject right here aren't I?...

Anyways, I hung out with Olivia yesterday and we were talking about Connor.

And she teased me a bit and went all like 'Awwwwww do you have a little crush on the guy?, I knew it! My gay-dar is always right" and then she smirked.

So after I got home I did what I always do,

Think.

It's 1 a.m. and I'm still up, just thinking.

Am I really gay? Or bisexual?

I don't know,

I mean I always look at people, it doesn't matter if they're a girl or guy, but I just assumed that was because of other reasons.

Come to think about it, I have checked out guys before.....

Maybe I'm bisexual anyways.

I don't know.

All I know is that I can't wait to go to work again tomorrow because I can ask Paige about Connor, they seemed like they were friends.

Maybe I'll even be lucky and he will show up again too.

-Bradley

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