Chapter 31

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2nd Leg

-Chester-

Fall 2014

The scent of autumn air conquered the whole place, just like every year, when the season strikes with a high kick. The leaves fell in precise and perfect harmony, with the sunrise complementing its movement. Everything around me was green and brown, and somewhat bright. This is my most favorite time of the year. There seemed to be a link between me and this season.

As I slowly grabbed my brakes and halted to a stop in the huge parking space, I breathe with a sigh of relief. September. Another school year has started, and it would roll a carpet of unforgettable moments. This time, all I could do was smile to myself, as those memories ran across my mind. It’s been almost two years, when I stepped inside this school, and had my first lesson about love. When my secret was intentionally publicized by some crazy guy, I had the hottest hell out of my life. Those days were filled with real torture. But then, my real friends came up and held my back, so I wouldn’t fall down. Everything settled in its right place, like nothing actually happened.

Andrew and Reese, along with Sam and Robert were graduating students. I didn’t know where they were going to study for college, and I bet they’re planning to go to the same university. Hera’s a sophomore, and as part of being who she was, she’s still a brat, however, a controllable one. Naomi and I were junior students, still together and making our friendship the world’s strongest. I still bring her home, with my almost two-year old bike given by Reese. One time, we almost had an accident when a car overtook us while driving down the road. We both fell on the ground, injuring both our left arms, and had to where arm slings for days.

“This is all your fault, Chester. If you were just careful, we wouldn’t wear this silly thing. I won’t ride on your bike anymore, you reckless!” she pouted.

With my right arm, I spanked her head on the back.

“I tried my best to be careful. But that dumbass heightened his speed. Now tell me, whose fault is it?”

“Yours.” she blamed.

I glared at her. “Your brain is severely damaged.”

“Shut up!” she yelled.

“Hey you two, stop bickering please. You sound so crazy.” Andrew said.

“Tame your cousin.” I said to him, rolling my two eyes in disgust.

That time, Andrew had to take the both of us home, with his newly bought car. Reese also came along with us, and she would laugh every time Naomi and I started to fight again. I kept my mouth shut to end the conversation. Andrew might just drop me off in the middle of national highway in no time.

Everything has changed. After Andrew and I talked on Michael’s balcony on New Year’s Eve, our friendship became stronger. I always put in my mind that what I am connected to Andrew was not out of love, but more of a brotherly friendship. Little by little, I tried to forget how I first felt for him, and eventually letting go of the past. He made me realize that my own kind of love is a losing one, and there was a better kind than unrequited love. He helped me in getting up from the darkness I once experienced.

It took me ten months before I finally got home. Mom was still mad about the scandal I once committed, and undoubtedly, it scarred her. I was his only son, and it must have hurt her to know that I fell in love with a person that had the same gender with me. I was hesitant to leave, for it hurt me as well when she gave up on me. I was living a well-off life under Michael’s custody, but then I have to decide. And so I came back home.

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