OUT - A Gay Story (BoyXBoy)

Monday - Part 3

You probably thought it was Logan. No. As much as I would enjoy for it to be, it wasn't. It's my old friend from middle school, Phoebe, who I have not seen in three years. She looks so different from the last time I saw her. Her long, straight, voluminous blonde hair along with her juicy, lucious red lips are all I noticed when I opened the door. If I wasn't gay, I'd probably be even more attracted to her rather than just her hair and lips. 

"Oh, my God! Phoebe! It's been such a long time!"

"I know, I know! May I please come in? We seriously need to catch up with everything!"

"Of course, please do come in. Have a seat in the kitchen. I'll fix us a snack and something to drink." I allow her to walk into the kitchen before me while I shut the front door. I make us some old-fashioned peanut butter and jelly sandwiches with a glass of iced tea. 

Out of curiosity, I ask, "How did you know where I lived?"

"Honestly, I've been stalking you like crazy. I've been trying to get your number so we can meet up some time. I was in town so I thought I'd stop by your place. Another thing, I was scrolling through your FaceBook and let's just say ... I know your little secret." She says that with a suspicious smirk. 

Phoebe moved to New York at the beginning of 6th grade. Then when high school began, she had to move to Pennsylvania because of her parents being transferred for a new job. She has always been a family friend. I was devastated when she moved because she was my best friend at the moment. She knew everything about me, except the fact that I was gay. But after three years passing by, and all the information I put on FaceBook, she found out my secret and I was extremely relieved. Telling someone you're gay is never an easy decision. 

"That's wonderful! I'm so glad you came and stopped by. And I can't believe you were literally stalking me. Are you okay with me ... being gay?

"I'm so glad too! And of course I'm okay with it! I've known all three years of middle school. It didn't surprise me at all."

"Oh, well it's good you found out because it would've been hard to tell you."

"Don't worry, Walt. I love you. You're my best friend even though we live one million miles away." Of course she was exaggerating. "So how is life? What have you been doing for the past years we haven't seen each other?" She lifts her glass of iced tea after speaking. 

"Oh, you know, the usual. School, home, sleep. And some days it's school, therapy, sleep. And most days it's school, Logan, no sleep." 

"Awe, is Logan the guy you-"

I cut her off and answer immediately. "Sadly, yes. Yes he is. I just want him so bad, Phoebe. You don't understand."

"Why sadly?"

"Because ... he's straight. He's my best friend, other than you. He's perfect. He's ... homophobic."

"WHAT!" She stands up dropping her glass of tea allowing it to shatter all over the carpet. "That's ridiculous!"

"Trust me, I know." I look right at the broken pieces of the glass on the ground but not giving a care in the world with the thought of Logan on my mind. 

"I'm so sorry, Walt. I'll clean it up. Do you have a rag?"

Don't worry about it. I'll take care of it. I, uhmm, I think I need some time alone actually. I'm sorry." 

"Okay then. It's not your fault. I totally get it. But do you mind if I stay here over night? I have nowhere to go and it's sort of too late to drive at this hour." I look at the clock to see the time as 10:57 and now wondering where the rest of my family has gone.

"I guess you can take the guest room upstairs on the left." 

"Thank you so so so so so much, Walt! You're the best! This is why we're best friends." She heads upstairs to the guestroom and shuts the door behind her. I follow up her stairs but make my way to my room. Alone again in my isolated state, I still have Logan on my mind. I'm curious to see what he's up to. He's probably fast asleep or doing his 'business' in his room. I have such a dirty mind. 

With Phoebe asleep in the other room, I lie on my bed half awake thinking about my life. Thinking about wanting to tell Logan my secret. How will he react? When I imagine all of this, I picture all the negative things that will happen. Like, how he won't accept me. How we won't be friends anymore. And the worst ... how he'll use violence against me. 

So much time has passed by while I was coming up with so many scenrios and I didn't realize it's already near midnight. Where is my family? I'm too exhausted to even worry about them at this point. My eyes coming to a close, my mind drifting away from reality, and before I know it, I'm asleep.