The G(r)ay Area

Part Eight

Part Eight

Aiden age 13.

I rolled onto my side and groaned. I felt like such an idiot. Why was I thinking like this? I wasn't supposed to like my best friend.

No. I wasn't supposed to love my best friend. We were supposed to just be friends. Just friends. Nothing more.

Yet, I was falling for him. No, I'd already fallen. I was so far in the pit I couldn't climb to the surface.

I sat up and looked at the clock. It was almost eleven. Lucas was definitely asleep already.

I climbed out of bed and out of my room. I walked past my parents' door and heard the TV on. Someone was snoring; probably dad.

I went to the living room and sat down on the couch. I dialed then held the phone to my ear.

Hello?

"It's Aiden. Can we talk?"

Aiden, honey, what are you doing up?

"I can't sleep and I need to talk to someone."

I'm glad you called, sweetie, but wouldn't you have rather talked to your parents?

"They wouldn't understand."

Why do you think they wouldn't? Did you do something wrong?

"It feels wrong."

Aiden, tell me what's on your mind.

"I think I like someone but... it's a he."

You like a boy? She sounded like she wanted more information, not like she was judging me, which was what I loved most about her.

"I-It's Lucas."

Have you talked to him about this?

"He'll think I'm a freak."

Aiden, you're his best friend-

"Which is why I can't tell him."

How do you know he's going to react that way?

"Why would he be into guys? Why would he even like me like that?"

Talk to him, Aiden.

"What if he never wants to talk to me again?"

Then you leave that to me.

I tooka deep breath. "Okay. I'll tell him tomorrow."