Chapter 3

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Chapter 3

Dawson's POV

"I think this will be a good thing, Dawson. I have no idea what made her seem so nice just now compared to the other day." He said to me as he drove me back to his house.

"Yeah, I haven't seen her that nice since before the divorce." I said as I turned toward the window in remembrance.

"Why did they divorce? Don't lie to me Dawson, I know it's not because they just stopped loving each other. The problem was somewhere else." He spoke with a comforting tone.

I thought about it for a little while. I decided to tell him the entire truth.

"River, when my father found out I was gay, he flipped. He threw things at me and called me names. At first, he just told me I was confused. But it sunk in a few hours later and he immediately told my mom they were divorcing. He said that my mother babied me too much and that's why I became this way." I said my eyes warming up.

Silence followed for a minute or so. "I'm so sorry Dawson, I had no idea. He is so wrong, Clay Babe. Nothing caused this, it's just the way you are. Don't worry about what he thinks. He's not worth it. You have your mother. And now you have me!" He said the last part with excitement.

I turned his words over in my mind a couple of times, and I realized he spoke the full truth. I am so blessed to have him. And now, if my mother accepts me the way she says she does, then I'm perfectly content.

"River, tell me exactly what your feeling." I said completely out of the blue.

"Um, what do you mean?" He said with confusion.

He stopped at a red light and he turned to me. I swung my head over and crushed my lips to his. He put his hand on my chest in a half-hearted attempt to push me away, but he gave up really quickly.

He kissed me back really tenderly, and softly.

He slipped his tongue into my mouth for a few seconds and flicked my own tongue with his. He then retreated and pulled out of the kiss. I leaned back in my seat and sighed in happiness.

"That's what I mean River. How do you feel about me?" I asked him looking into his eyes as they flicked back to the road.

We accelerated and he seemed to get nervous. He glanced back at me and began to speak.

"I don't know what is going on Dawson, I've never felt this way about anyone before. Even girls, they don't have the impact on me that you do. I'm not sure why I'm having this feeling, but I know how to satisfy it. You satisfy me Dawson." He told me with sadness in his eyes.

I looked at the side of his face. He didn't look at me, he looked too stirred up to look at me. I felt bad for him.

"What are you going to do about it, River?" I asked him questioningly. He hesitated with his breath. Then he let out a sigh.

"Dawson..." He began.

"Yes?" I said.

"Would you like to go, get some coffee or something?" He asked with a serious face.

"Are you asking me out River Green?" I asked testing him.

"Um, I think I am. I just need to test this feeling, and see how strong it is. I have realized, like just now, that every time I make physical contact with you, I want you more." He said swiftly.

I thought about his words hard. He was so confused and I felt bad for him, I just keep hoping I don't get hurt from this experiment.

"Yes, I would love to go get some coffee with you!" I said to him plainly.

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