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

Chapter twenty

Hello everyone, this chapter is a bit short, but that's because I felt like the ending was a good enough place to stop at. I hope you all enjoy this capter very much!

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Aiden's P. O. V.

The ride back home was sickeningly quiet, and I nearly suffocated because of the dark and heavy atmosphere that surround both father and I.

It caused continues cold shivers to run down my spine as dread filled me to no end, keeping me forever wondering what was going to happen to me when the car finally stopped in front of our house. Sweat couldn't help but perspire on my forehead and run down my back, further increasing the number of times I trembled from my yielding to my negative emotions.

My hands were tightly gripping the bottom of the car seat I was sitting on and my eyes were permanently glued on the blurred world outside my window, as I was far too afraid to look at my father for fear of what kind of expression was going to be on his face.

Was it devoid of emotions; a blank canvas? Or maybe I would see all his thoughts on his face?

Was he angry? Disappointed? Hurt? Or maybe I would see dislike for me, or expectance, as if he had known all along that I would turn out like this?

It wouldn't surprise me if he had, at some point, in the past few weeks, have guessed my secret. I mean, there was those few times when I would see suspicion in his gaze, especially after the day I had taken Nathan on that date.

So, who knows, he might of known all along, but had been denying the inevitable, but the confirmation during the meeting had awakened his worse fears.

Either way, I knew nothing would be alright after today.

My life was about drastically change.

I've accepted this fact.

I've also excepted that I'll probably never be able to mend my relationship with my father, that there was no more hope for any form of affection to be shared between us, even if there wasn't much before anyways.

Tears pooled beneath my eyes as I was strangely saddened by this thought, and a dull pain throbbed in my chest, more specifically, my heart. It felt as if someone was squeezing my heart in an ever tightening grip. It was an uncomfortable feeling that caused a lump to form in my throat that made it difficult to swallow.

I found it weird though, that I was feeling such emotions towards a man who, for the longest time, has caused me more harm than good.

I had thought that I had already closed my heart off to him completely, but I guess I hadn't, that there was still a small part of me that had wished for his redemption.

Of course, now that hope was crushed, grounded into dust because of my secret being put out there in the open like that.

Damn you Jake. I hope you die a thousand painful deaths, I thought with much spite.

To think that Jake had actually had the nerve to spout all that out loud like he had the right to! I felt unfathomable rage towards the boy and whole heartedly wished for the boy to forever face karma in hopes that he will experience a fate worse than death.

However, after thinking this, I couldn't help but feel shocked towards my ruthlessness in how serious I was when I thought that. It wasn't like me at all to act like this, to become so hatful as to curse someone so, but, then again, I guess, considering the circumstance, it was but a reasonable emotional response on my part, to say the least.