Tranquility ✧ Syndisparklez

Secrets

"Hey!" Tom's smiling face met mine, as he opened his front door. He lived in a nice little apartment.

"Hey," I quietly walked inside, looking around. I could smell the food cooking in the kitchen, Tom's T.V. was playing soft music from some Indie movie.

"Sorry for the mess," Tom quickly scattered to his desk, shoving papers into a backpack on the floor.

"No, it's fine. My apartment isn't any better," I mumbled, sitting down on his couch.

'f ʰ'ˢ ᵖᵉʳˢºⁿᵃˡ'ᵗʸ 'ˢ ᵃˢ ᵍººᵈ ᵃˢ ʰ'ˢ ˡººᵏˢ, ʰᵉ'ˡˡ ᵘⁿᵈᵉʳˢᵗᵃⁿᵈ

ＳＯＮＪＡ, ＷＯＵＬＤ ＹＯＵ ＳＨＵＴ ＵＰ ＷＩＴＨ ＴＨＡＴ ＳＨＩＴ? ＪＵＳＴ ＧＥＴ ＩＴ ＯＶＥＲ ＷＩＴＨ ＳＯ ＨＥ ＣＡＮ ＫＩＣＫ ＵＳ ＯＵＴ

I'm not going to tell him yet.

ᵈº 'ᵗ ⁿºʷ, ʰᵉ ᵐ'ᵍʰᵗ ᵇᵉ ᵐᵃᵈ ᵃᵗ ʸºᵘ fºʳ ʷᵃ'ᵗ'ⁿᵍ

I'm nervous. What if he hates me?

ＪＥＳＵＳ ＣＨＲＩＳＴ, ＷＨＡＴ ＤＩＤ ＹＯＵ ＴＨＩＮＫ ＩＴ'Ｄ ＢＥ ＬＩＫＥ? ＹＯＵ ＴＨＯＵＧＨＴ ＷＥ'Ｄ ＡＬＬ ＨＯＬＤ ＨＡＮＤＳ ＡＮＤ ＳＩＮＧ ＫＵＭＢＡＹＡ? ＮＯ. ＹＯＵ ＨＡＶＥ Ａ ＤＩＳＯＲＤＥＲ, ＡＮＤ ＩＴ'Ｓ ＴＩＭＥ ＴＯ ＨＩＫＥ ＵＰ ＹＯＵＲ ＳＫＩＲＴ ＡＮＤ ＴＥＬＬ ＨＩＭ

"Hey, Tom?" I croaked out. My hands began to shake, adrenaline pumping through my veins.

"Yeah?" Tom asked, sitting beside me on the couch.

"Can I tell you something?" I mumbled, twiddling my thumbs.

"Yeah, I uh- I have something to tell you too. On three?"

"What-"

"One... Two..."

ＯＨ ＧＯＤ, ＴＨＩＳ ＫＩＤ'Ｓ ＧＯＴ ＢＡＧＧＡＧＥ ＴＯＯ

"Three,-"

"I have MPD."

"I'm gay."

ºʰ ᵐʸ ᵍºᵈ, ʷʰᵃᵗ?

ＷＥＬＰ

"Uh... What?" I muttered, rubbing the back of my neck awkwardly.

"MPD?" Tom asked, his brows furrowed in concern.

"Multiple personality disorder... I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier, I was just-"

"For fucks sake," Tom whispered to himself, burying his head in his hands.

ＯＨ ＳＨＩＴ

"Why didn't you tell me, I would've helped," Tom said, gently rubbing my back.

ᵐᵃʳʳʸ ʰ'ᵐ

"I... I'm sorry," I mumbled. "So, you're... You're gay, huh?"

"Um... Yeah, about that... I thought you were going to say you were gay too, and I thought it would work out and we would date... But, yeah. Sorry, you probably have a girlfriend, and I'm sorry, can we still be friends?" Tom rambled.

"Of course we can still be friends... I just... I've never had a girlfriend, I've never been in a relationship... My MPD always drives people away, which is why I was nervous to tell you, and-"

I was interuppted by Tom's lips pressing against mine.

ＷＨＡＴ ＴＨＥ ＦＵＣＫ

ᵃⁿ'ᵖᵇʲfᵇˢʲᵇᵃʲ'ᵇf ᵛⁿᵈᵈ'ʲᵇfʲᵏ ' ˡºᵛᵉ ʰ'ᵐ

ＷＨＡＴ ＴＨＥ ＳＨＩＴ ＩＳ ＧＯＩＮＧ ＯＮ

"I'm sorry-" Tom blurted out.

"No, I'm-"

"I just-"

"I should go."

"I'm sorry, Jordan."

"It's okay... I just... I'll text you later, okay?"

"Okay."

I quietly got up, and left the small apartment.

"SHIT!" I yelled into the empty hallway.

ʷᵉˡˡ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ͨºᵘˡᵈⁿ'ᵗ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵍºⁿᵉ ᵃⁿʸ ʷºʳˢᵉ

ＹＥＳ ＩT ＣＯＵＬＤ ＨＡＶＥ