It's Like, Really Gay

09. He Asked

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5:45 p.m.
On a Friday
Outside
Mac' POV

After that eventful day at work I needed to get some rest. On my way walking home, I passed by Dennis and his gang of whores.
"TAKE A PICTURE ARTEMIS IT'LL LAST LONGER YAH SLUT!" I screamed at them turning red. I started to run. Suddenly, I miraculously bumped into Rickety Cricket.
"Hi." He leaned in for a kiss, but I turned away.
"What's wrong?" Rickety asked.
"Nothing, don't worry."
"But..."
"What?"
"You want me." I said looking down.
"Yes I do. All of you." He said while he checked me out. He licked his lips.
"But I don't think I'm ready... I think I still might—"
He cut me off before I could finish.
"He doesn't even love you." he said. Rickety squinted his eyes and grinned at me. I frowned.
"Maybe you're right, he doesn't even love me..." I was almost about to cry. He lifted my head up high and kissed me passionately.
"Don't cry, you have me."
We started making out near Dennis' apartment building, one of the first places where I felt the tingles for him. Dennis walked passed us and was about to yell at me, but before he could, Rickety Cricket got down on his knees.
"Cricket..." I whispered trying to make him stop. He held my hand and kissed it.
"Don't you see our connection? I feel so much love around us Mac..." He looked up at me. "Will you go out with me?" I blushed bright red. My jaw dropped.
"WHY THE FUCK NOT?!" I screamed. I quickly got on my knees and hugged him. Dennis frowned and walked away.

I ignored him. I'm over that bitch. He lied. He threw an apple at me. He only dated me for my body. I don't need fake people in my life. Rickety Cricket and I continued to make out under the tree. Fuck, it was hot. People thought Cricket was a girl when they passed by. But in the middle of smooching, I realized the time: 6:02.
"Shit." I muttered. I forgot today was Frank's foot massage day. "Sorry dude, I have to go and see my roommate. I'll talk to you later." I kissed his cheek goodbye.
"Bye!" Cricket yelled while waving.

Once I made it home, Frank scolded me. As punishment, I had to rub his feet for five minutes longer.
"Ah yeah that's the good shit." Frank grunted while I rubbed his feet. The sounds that came out of his mouth me uncomfortable. "So why were you late?"
"I got a boyfriend!"
"Oh God, are you going to have an orgy with him?" Frank asked in disgust.
"What?— No." I assured him. "I think I'm going to invite him over if that's okay."
"Yeah whatever. Just don't have me involved."
"Oh trust me Frank," I sighed. "No one wants you involved in anything."

I couldn't wait, but Dennis needed to come. He's like a brother who was also my ex-boyfriend. But an exe and a boyfriend should never be in the same room. Ever.