Love on the Other side of the Rainbow

The End Of it All

Chapter 24: The End Of it All

There was not one single attempt of David trying to contact me throughout the remaining course of the fall semester. Time seemed to drag on as I became more depressed over the idea of Dave never talking to me again. The longer it went on, the more certain I was aware that this was the end of our “somewhat friendship”.

       “This has some good”, is what I would tell myself every day to lighten my mood. “If you can’t contact him, you can’t obsess over him Curtis”.  It is strange to think I talk to myself a lot, but whatever helps does help.

       Obsessing over someone is not a healthy thing. I just wanted to spend time with Dave and talk to him so I knew that no one else would have a crush on him. I wanted to keep him all to myself and I was somehow content with that. Looking outside through the window, most people would think that I was a crazy jerk, but they do not understand my love for David.  It may seem like I am stalker-ish kind of lover, yet we have to protect who we care about right? All I knew was that I had to protect David from going astray from my presence.

       Winter break came along and I kept longing for Dave to reach me somehow and allow us to talk this out. My main focus was on Christmas. I had the hopes that he would cause a “Christmas Miracle” and call me to apologize for his way of reacting and that he would allow us to meet up and talk about things. He never did call me though, which caused me to become even more depressed. If there is one thing I learned in life, it is to never expect something will happen. If it does, so be it. If it does not happen, you end up wasting your time on false hopes, which causes sadness and disappointment.

       As the short break lingered on, there was no way of knowing on when and if he would contact me ever again. “If” was the keyword here. I had a strange feeling that David was done with me.

       To get the obvious question out of the way. A lot of people would ask me the question of “Why would I want to go back to someone who made fun of me for being on the other side of the rainbow?” To be completely honest, I have no idea why I would go back to that. Love makes you do crazy things; so crazy that you will obsess over them.

       One night, I was online and someone mentioned that Dave was looking to borrow someone’s PlayStation Two.  I sent Ethan a text message on my phone to ask him to let David know that I would lend him mine and I don’t expect anything in return.

       A few nights later, David sent me a text message asking me about the PlayStation Two. The surprise and excitement of him texting me filled up my body was so much energy. I sent a reply right away about us meeting the next day to lend David my game system for a few weeks.

       When four o’clock in the afternoon came, David pulled up to my place of work as I was just ending my shift. I clocked out and went outside.

       “Thanks again for contacting me.” I told him.

       “No thank you for lending me your gaming system.”

       “It is no problem. Also, I hope you know that I do not expect anything to change between us. I know how much you hate me.”

       “I don’t hate you Curtis.” David replied.

       “Really?” I asked him in a sarcastic tone. “I’ve heard the things you have said about me.”

       “I know, and I am sorry Curtis.”

       “It is okay. I forgive you. Do you think we could meet up next week and talk about things?”

       “Sure!”

       “Thanks man. Well see you in a week I guess.”

       “See you too Curtis. Thanks again.”

       It was a Monday afternoon when Dave and I met for lunch at my place of work. We both ordered our food and sat down to talk about the situation and ending it all. I was nervous, but ready to move on. Dave had been ready to move on months ago.

       “So I think I am ready to move on from this David.” I told him.

       “I’m glad to hear that. This situation between us has been going on a long time now. I’m tired of beating a dead horse here. We both know that I am not gay and that we will never be a thing.

       “I understand that now. Sorry again for obsessing over you. I just could not help myself. I thought I was in love with you. Like I said, I wanted to marry you. It sucks to move on, but I will meet new people and find new love, someone who will share those feelings back.”

       “Exactly!” Dave told me with a smile.

       “Maybe I cannot be blocked from you online so we can go back to normal?”

       “Sure thing!” Dave said as he pulled out his phone to unblock me.

       “Let just agree to start over and pretend this never happened between us.”

       “I agree with that Curtis.”

       For the rest of the lunch, Dave and I talked about anything but the issue between us. It was nice to be able to talk about something we had in common besides my obsession over him.

       When David left and got in his car, I told him goodbye and to let me know when he wants to return my gaming console. I watched as Dave drove away in his red sedan car.  I walked to my car and pulled out my phone wanting to send a message. Instead, I sent Dave a friend request. Things were going back to normal. I was finally happy. I looked up to the clear blue sky and thought “Shine Rainbow, Shine.”