Abomination (Ryden)

Chapter 25

It's later on that night, and Ryan and I are sitting at my kitchen table, stuffing our faces with my mom's specialty, oh-so-scrumptious chocolate chip cookies. Honestly, I'm a little surprised that Ryan's stomach can even hold all the cookies he's inhaling - then again, like I should really be talking.

After the big, dramatic episode with Pastor George happening well over ten hours ago, Ryan is for the most part, calmed down. He doesn't exactly have the whole oh-the-world-is-a-wonderful place attitude like he once had before any of this crap went down (you know, back when all he was to me was the Pastor's nerdy son) but he's definitely not bawling his eyes out anymore either.

Ryan dunks his half-eaten cookie into his glass of milk, and lets out a long, distressed sigh. "I really, really don't want to go to school tomorrow."

"Yeah..." I agree, running my fingertip along the cool glass.

He pops the last bit of his cookie into his mouth, and looks at me, eyes still a little red from all the crying he did earlier. "Do you think my dad's ever going to talk to me again?" he asks quietly.

I take a moment before answering, taking a bite of my cookie in thought. "Honestly, yeah," I say eventually, because I actually, really do. "He can't ignore you forever."

He shrugs, and stares off out my window, out into the darkness.

I reach across the table and take his hand in mine, smoothing my thumb over the back of his index finger.

So, turns out, Ryan will be living with me (and my bed!) indefinitely, or at least that's what my mom told us when her and my dad got home from church earlier. I'm definitely not complaining, because really, Ryan's gonna be living with me, sleeping in my bed, with me, every fricken night. I don't think I have a reason to complain for the rest of my life. However, I know in a way, Ryan is a little upset about the whole thing. I mean, I don't blame him though, because if I got kicked out for being who I am, I'd be a little on the down side too, to say the least.

And, oh, did I mention he's going to be sleeping with me?

My parents are also going over to Ryan's house after school tomorrow to pick up some stuff his dad packed for him, and that will pretty much be that for a few days. I can't even imagine what that would feel like, having your dad - your own flesh and blood - not even want to see you because who you like love. However, the good thing is, my mom told me that we wont be attending church until we find one that is a whole lot more open-minded. And it's like, thank God, no more homophobic, gay bashing sermons! Maybe, for once I might actually somewhat enjoy church. Maybe.

Anyways, back to the original topic: school. So, I guess I am a little freaked out about it tomorrow. I mean, it doesn't take a genius to know we'll be getting a whole lot more attention than usual (or I will at least, I think Ryan's used to the whole attention thing, maybe just not this kind). I mean, okay, there's no way today's events wont be spread around the entire school by ten o'clock (at the very latest). Like, okay, I know that my entire school obviously already knows I'm gay, but I hate, hate, hate, hate, hate attention, and honestly, I'm not too sure how Ryan's going to handle the whole thing. I mean, teenagers can be harsh.

I snap out of my thoughts when Ryan slides towards me, his chair squeaking against the linoleum floor. He gives me a small smile, and leans forward to press a quick kiss to my the corner of my lips. "Thanks," he says softly. I go to open my mouth, and tell him, once again, that I didn't do anything, but he cuts me off with another kiss. "I know you didn't do much today, but still, thanks... for everything." He squeezes just above my knee and smiles.

I smile back, and lean forward to kiss him again, taking his bottom lip in between mine. I move my hand to his side, pushing the material of his shirt up a few inches, and run my thumb over his hip. "You know," I start, in between kisses, "even though this whole thing with your dad sucks like, majorly, I'm kind of happy you're living with me for awhile."