pretending depression

one; Liar for a living

There wasn't a 'what if' running through his head when he casually blurted out he was gay in his first Thanksgiving dinner back in Portland; eyes growing wide, mom choking on her wine, and dad trying his best to keep a stern look, while his little sister, May had yet to comprehend what the whole commotion was really about, a story that his other brother, Stevie would tell her one day, but now he had decided to to make things extra dramatic for his older brother - who had recently decided to come out of the closet - by spitting out his Pepsi drink all over mom's garnish.

"You-You're what?" His dad hadn't really thought of what his miraculous new phrase would be to turn his son's new prospective about sexuality. But then again he hadn't expected this from his 'boyish' son who he had neglected from years ago to go to college, and yet what mostly worried him was his wife's bickering about what she could possibly tell her friends at Catholic church.

"I'm gay, dad," he sighted, a hand running through his hair, evidently not wanting to face his dad's stern gaze, which had now turned into a horrified and nervous expression that would only be dismissed by his son's laughter and words of his that would say he was joking.

"What the fuck--you dated Elizabeth Williams last year," his younger brother, Stevie was quick to counter back.

"Oh god, what will people say," his mom had whispered a little too loud, but didn't seem of much importance since he decided to ignore her.

"Yeah, but that was just for the experience," his shoulders rose slowly. "She never really gave me what I wanted, you know?" he chuckled, recalling that his brother had a little crush on the girl he had dated back when he attended high school.

Looking back to his mom and dad who seemed to be at loss for words, and somehow appearing to be communicating with their silence; it seemed as though his mom only cared of what they would say of her, and his dad who surprisingly didn't really seem to mind, or wasn't really showing it with his silence--was making him the most anxious.

By now his mom had shed a few tears that were bluntly dusted off her rosy cheeks with her napkin, evidently wanting his son to see, whom by which had told her his new sexuality orientation.

But that had happened a month ago; a lie that had molded from a dare and inspired by a 80's late comedy television show, which was followed by a statement lead by his good ol' friend Jake who started it all with a teasing joke of what could happen if they were to tell their parents they were gay.

Of course, he didn't have to go through hours and hours of his mom kneeling beside him to pray for him, but did learn how supportive his parents actually were, for Jake at least.

Eventually, Elvie told the truth to his brother, but argued on confessing it to his parents because with his parents out of his hair, and wind on his face, it seemed as though everything was going his way.

After all, he was still young and seemed to not have any rumours for the rest, let alone his parents and siblings.

Lips pursed and shirt tugged, as he slowly walked, exploring his soon to be new college. It was safe to say that his parents didn't mind when he told him that he wanted a more distant college from home, his parents not hesitating to yet again neglect their responsibilities.

"And that my friends, is the story of how I got Lakers' tickets from a friend's really hot cousin, who I'm going with," Johnny, his roommate had finished his seeming to be never-ending story, grinning proudly, as he shoved the tickets on the table for their groups of friends to see.

"I'm worried that you're more excited about the tickets than your friend's hot cousin, Johnny boy." Alec had a small laugh, nudging Elvie to join the teasing.

"Or you could've easily just bought the tickets," a smirk lingered across Elvie's lips, as he laughed at his friend's not-so-believable story.

"Believe what you may." Johnny shrugged, bringing his tray up to his hands, and dismissed himself from the table of muffle laughs.

"Anyway," Alec started, his gaze switching of to his other friend, "Will you do me a favor?"

"If you decide to elaborate then maybe I'll be able to check you in my list of people to consider," Elvie chuckled, propping his elbow to the table, his chin resting in his hand, as he took a breathe of annoyance to his friend's proposal.

"I have this thing, well more like a problem," Alec was quick to add before Elvie would tell him to spit it out. "I can't go to my shrink, and I was wondering if you could go to the other side of campus to tell her I can't go today."

"Hold on, since when does Campus have a shrink--why do you even have one, and can't tell her yourself?" Elvie's brows knitted together, suddenly worrying that his friend might be some kind of mental case or depressed.

"I don't know--it's a new program, and my mom thought it'd be a good idea to help me express my feelings towards my step-dad," Alec explained, his hands going up in defense. "Come on, it's not like I'm a demented being," he cooed.

"I'm not sure if you're aware of this, but there is this thing called a cellphone; people use it to call and communicate, without the need of being there," Elvie reluctantly stated, as if his friend really didn't understand that they have that type of technology.

"I can't, she'll see right through me," Alec pleaded, sighing, and reaching out to his friend's shoulder.

"Remind me again why you can't go?" Elvie inquired, not believing that he was actually considering his friend's proposal.

Alec fakely coughed, bringing his arm up to his mouth to cover it, "I'm sick."

Elvie, now knowing his friends new intentions and obvious, but well rounded excuse--headed to the other side of the campus to yet again lie, only this time for his friend who might as well knew that he practically lied for a living, and would go to any chance he got to continue his way, but not only did this time the lie get a little out of hand, but it was the beginning of a lie that lead to another lie, which lead to another and could be identified as the biggest mistake of his life. 

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This was meant to be a prologue, but then turned into a chapter.. oops. There was a little foreshadowing at the end because I didn't know how to end this, so I'm sorry if this is not what you expected.

I've recently come to know that I actually do like writing this, a lot, and it took me about an hour, or so to write it. So please vote and comment and whatnot, since it would be really nice of you and make me really happy, and encourage me to keep going.