My Sexy Teacher (Septiplier)

part 2

When I finally arrived home, I was greeted by a joyful smile and a warm hug.

"Hi sweetie! How was your day?"
My mother asks, excited and energetic as ever.

"It was..." I try and think of a good word to use other than "I saw the sexiest motherfucker today and holy shit in case you haven't guessed I'm gay and wow". But eventually, I come up with something. "It was interesting."

"What do you mean interesting?"

"I don't know..." I answer, a slight blush resting on my cheeks as I think about earlier.

"Seán..?"

"Please don't call me that."

"Fine, Jack..?"

"Yes, mother dear?"

The older woman looked at me sternly. "You're blushing."

"So what?"

"Why are you blushing?"

"It's hot out today?" I reply, raising my tone near the end in more of a "question way", than an "answer way".

"You don't blush often you know?"

"I know, can we please just drop it? It doesn't matter. It's not a big deal at all."

She thought for a moment before replying. "Fine, fine. But if you've met a cute girl you've got to tell me. Alright?"

"Sure. Gotcha." I answer, a small voice in my head is screaming at me to just say it, but I push it away. Of course I know my mother would react fine to the whole fact that I'm gay, heck, she'd be proud. But it's my father that I'm worried about. He's extremely homophobic. Which of course pisses me off because every chance the man gets to bitch about gays, he gladly takes. I guess I'll have to rely on my mom to talk to my dad about it after I've told her.

Soon. I think to myself, and walk up the narrow wooden steps to my narrow wooden bedroom. This was gonna be a long night of thinking.