Perspective: Xzavier
How would I be able to hide this life I have? How would I come out? Is it safe? These questions were asked over and over again in my head. I was dying to know the answer. I felt insecure, scared, hated. I did not know why I felt hated, but it just appealed to me that I did for no reason. I sighed. I walked down a sidewalk, my hands in my navy blue jeans. Boys can like boys, like girls do.. I thought.
I avoided people's movements into walking into me by moving to the side. I kept walking down the sidewalk, I was heading to his house. Dom's house. I was somewhat shaking as I got closer to his house, every step was leading me into my social anxiety. Dom and I planned we were gonna do a hangout with our closest buds since it was vacation. We decided to play Truth or Dare and Spin The Bottle, which I agreed on so he doesn't feel bad. I did not feel like playing either of those games because I got triple dared to do one thing, which I will NOT state out.
As I reached Dom's house I looked up at it. I knocked on his door, fixing my black beanie. Dom opened the door and smiled as he saw me. We hugged, I blushed and we both patted each other's back. I pulled away first. "So are we gonna get this hangout started or what?" Dom asked, chuckling as he put his fist up in the air.
I chuckled with him. Hell yeah!" I replied, giving him a highfive as he put his hand up. He led me inside and I gave him a warm smile. He had everything set up. We entered his living room with white walls, a fireplace that had a shelf with pictures and a small bowl of candy, a flatscreen TV, cabinets with blue glass panes to show what was in them, a table that had a bottle, drinks (soda, achahol, vodka, that stuff which I usually felt uncomfortable with), and a bowl of cards and another one that was filled with names. Is he hiding something? Is there another game were playing that he didn't tell me about..? I asked myself in my mind.
There was black couches and wooden chairs with a soft cushions set up everywhere. It was dark and the only light that was on, was a lamp that gave only a small amount of light.
"Don't be shyyyy, this is only for today and probably tomorrow," Dom chuckled, punching me in the arm softly.
I blushed as he did. "Fineeee," I smiled.. Except that wasn't a real smile, it was one where my heart was pounding knowing what might happen.
JE LEEST
Their Life, Their Rules {PRIDE}
Teen FictionHe wanted to come out, his orientation was never told. He had his own life that he owned and he had his own rules. He was afraid of coming out, he liked him. He loved him. He didn't know what to tell him, but he knew that he had his own world too.
