Gay, Hell No I'm Not! (BoyxBoy)

Chapter sixteen

Hey everyone, here's the next chapter, even if its short. However, I hope you all enjoy it and will patiently wait for the next chapter. And, I'll say this in advance, I'm sorry if the next chapter takes me as long to post. I've been busy and haven't really had as much free time as I would hope to write. :(

Well, enough about that. 

Enjoy.

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Aiden's P. O. V.

"No," I replied almost instantly, my eyes hard and leaving no room for arguments.

I unlocked the car as we came upon it and climbed in, a frown on my face. I then buckled myself in and started the car. My hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, causing my knuckles to turn white from the amount of force I was exerting, as I waited for Nathan to join me, my thoughts in a turmoil.

Why? Why did he have to bring this up, and at such a time?

Depression seemed to fill my heart at the inevitable. I knew this was going to happen sooner or later, I just had been hoping for later. But it seems like that wish will not come true, as I couldn't see me being able to avoid this confrontation even if I wanted to.

And even after I hold him back from meeting them this time, it was only a matter of time before he does end up meeting my parents, or should I say, my father.

And God did I dread the moment when that ends up happening.

"What?" Nathan asked, surprise flashing through his eyes, having not expected me to refuse so blatantly and without hesitation, and hurriedly climbed into the car from the passenger side as well. "Why not?"

Nathan's eye brows scrunched together as he gave me a confused look, not understanding the reason behind my refusal, but I hardly glanced his way, knowing that if I did, he would see the struggle within my eyes as I fought the guilt and pain at the knowledge that if he did end up meeting my father, then we would no longer be able to see each other again.

In fact, my father would do anything possibly to keep Nathan away from me, even if it meant transferring me to another school or even moving houses, because, how could my father stand to know that his son was taking an interest in a man.

It wouldn't surprise me if he started beating me up again, spouting the Bibles words my way and insulting me, saying how sinful it is to like another man, that I'll perish forever in hell, burning in its fiery pits. He may even say all this with a look that indicated that he had know all along I would turn out this way, like the signs were all but obvious to him, and he had only been waiting for the ball to drop and for me to mess up and reveal my secret.

It was painful to even imagine it all, for it was a future I knew I would not be able to stand, even for a moment, as a life without Nathan, was already impossible.

On the other hand, thinking about how my mother would react was even worse, as I couldn't stand the thought of disappointing her, or causing her shame in any way. I don't believed I'd be able to handle her walking away and turning her back on me, because it was a strong possibility that she may do just that.

And the moment she does, I don't think I'll be able to recover from such a blow, no mater how many years pass, I would always remember the moment she no longer thought of me as her son, and I was no longer able to call her 'mother.'

"I'm sorry, but that is the one thing I will never do," I said through clenched teeth, staring straight ahead through the window as I drove out of the parking lot and onto the street, my eyes strained and my resolve hardened by my thoughts.