The next thing I feel, Donnie drop me on his couch. He looks at me and I laughed. "Bro shit not funny. The fuck was you passed out at the party for. Yo ass could of least got in your car." I laughed harder then said, "Like we did that one time after the club." " man this not about me. Just sleep so you can get the hell back to your house." I laughed then said, "Love you to Bro." "What ever nigga!" I hear a door slam close then lay there thinking what all started this. What made me this way. I drift off to sleep and dream of the answer. Mom I got to tell you. That was my thought at first when I first found out. "Now boys, what you did...you just don't do." I remember this man I don't even know, told us it was wrong. We both could not stop tho. "Donnie I...I can't do this any more." "So what this gone be our last time." My memories come to me in my dreams replaying all the answers. All the reasons, but more so all my pain. I feel my self trying to speak but no words come out. I feel a shake, then hear "Deron wake up!" I look to see Donnie next to me. I smile, "What's up bro?" "You was doing it again. You talk in your sleep when you hiding shit, or got a lot on your mind." "So and I don't do that shit no more." " Naw bro you just did and yeah it's been a min. Even you got to admit you been acting different lately." Donnie said, I look at him then rolled over. I think to my self, I know you been different too. What I said was, "Naw bro I'm just been stressed about school is all." I don't look but feel Donnie still looking at me. I then hear him walk away and fall back to sleep. "Deron I want you." "Man I'm not gay." "Yeah you say that but I still want you." A dream of another memory plays out. I suck my teeth, "fuck outta here!" It was middle school that's when it all started. The next few weeks the dude keep trying. Till one day he just gave up, funny thing is when he did I saw he with a girl on his lap. "Yeah Deron why we not together." "Shit I don't know shorty." That's when the lie started.
YOU ARE READING
Possible Rat
General FictionWe all have secrets some good, some bad. Some we want to hide away so bad, that we are willing to take it to our grave. That's what was on Donnie's mind at the age of 23. But when he loses control of his secrets. What happens when you have to sha...
