Secret Desires

CHAPTER 21

It was almost noon when we arrived at a restaurant. It didn't look cheap at all. As we stepped into the building, I couldn't help but curiously scan the place as Isaiah talked to a lady behind the counter.

After a short conversation concerning reservations, we entered ed the main hall. There were tables arranged here and there and the place looked very fancy, I wonder if they served those miniature foods I'd watch on TV or something. I was led by Isaiah to a sort of secluded area of the restaurant, everything looked classier on this side, if that was even possible.

Immediately I looked at the menu places on the table, I felt my bladder give me signals.

"Um Isaiah?" I whispered out to him.

"Hm?" I said not looking away from the menu he was going through.

"I need to use the bathroom" I said and he nodded.

I slowly got up from my seat and began walking towards a door I assumed was the restroom. As I walked, I noticed how under dressed I was, every male had on a suit and the females, beautiful dresses. I was unfortunately too causal.

After doing my business, I proceeded to wash my hands then dry them. As I opened the door to leave, I accidentally bumped the door into a guy making him spill the drink he was holding on his shirt.

My face immediately went pale as the man turned around with a heavy scowl on his face. My lips parted but no words came out as the man began to rant in French.

I couldn't say a word as the other people watched the scene the guy was creating. I just began shaking my head and making random hand motions trying to say I was sorry but this guy wasn't hearing it.

It got to point when I thought he was asking a question due to his intonation and the fact that he kept repeating the sentence. I started making quiet sobbing noises amd shaking my head as the man yelled louder.

He suddenly raised his hand and I shut my eyes waiting for the strike. It never came.

I peeled open my eyes and watched as Isaiah's grip tightened around the man's wrist making him whimper in pain.

He started to calmly talk to the man in the language as his grip tightened even more. He suddenly let go with what I assumed was a final warning and the man nodded sharply before walking away.

Isaiah then spoke out to the onlookers making their faces drain of colour before turning to their various business.

"It's okay, don't cry" he hugged me tightly as I quietly sobbed unto his shirt.

"Home" I said and he simply nodded but never let me go.

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The door shut behind us and I immediately headed for the bed trying to hide my embarrassment under the sheets. I stripped down to my boxers, singlet and socks and just crawled unto the soft furniture.

I heard Isaiah sigh immediately before I hid my body under the covers. I suddenly felt the bed dip with his weight but I still didn't move. Then all of a suddenly, he leapt off the bed.

"I'm ordering some food" immediately I heard the word, my stomach audibly rumbled in hunger and he chuckled before proceeding to make the call.

I had stayed under the covers till the food came and I was starting to feel hot, plus the fact that I was hungry.

Immediately I got of whiff of food, I peeked from under the sheets.

"Come'on" he simply said and peeled off the linen exposing my sweaty body.

We silently ate and I sensed tension coming from his side, he barely touched the food and spent most times spaced out or staring at me.

"You remember that day I said I wanted to tell you the truth?" he asked breaking the thin silent ice, I just nodded before swallowing down some food.

"I never got a chance to tell you everything" he said again and I remained silent but nodded.

"Monique and I aren't really in love" he said and honestly, I wasn't too surprised.

"Well she loves me but I don't love her in the way a husband is supposed to love his wife" he said sounding rather guilty and nervous.

"It was an arranged marriage by our parents, we were bestfriends when we were kids and our parents assumed we were gonna end up together. The day I came out to her, she didn't take it too well but she warmed up to the fact that I was gay afterwards, I later came out to my parents and my mom was very supportive, my dad however, not so much, although he wasn't religious, he arranged exorcisms, prayer groups, deliverance sessions, he managed to convince me that I was a sinner, but after all the different ways to 'expel the spirit', I realised that I was who I was, when I told my dad that, he said the spirit was getting stronger, so he arranged another excorsicm, I had no choice than to pretend that I was demon free, I tried to prove it by getting tattoos just like him, going to the gym to get rid of my once scrawny form but he said the only way I could prove I was straight was to marry my bestfriend, I thought I could explain things to Monique but she already had a crush on me at the time and I couldn't break her heart" he finished turning away trying to hide his emotions. I simply poured out mine and hugged him while wiping my face on his shirt. He hugged back warmly as if trying to find comfort in my embrace.

"Isaiah I didn't....I never....I'm so sorry" I said bursting into louder sobs.

"Here I was thinking, you were using me or something" I said as I pulled away.

"I'm sorry, I should've told earlier" he whispered while gently wiping away the salty liquid from my flaming cheeks.

He kissed my forehead and a small smile appeared on both our faces.

"But why did you have to prove yourself to him?" I mumbled and he turned to me with a sad frown.

"Running the family business was my dream and dad said he couldn't hand it over to a faggot" he said muttering the last word. I hiccuped while enstrangled sobs escaped my dry throat.

"Get some rest" he gently whispered while gently guiding my body to lay down.

As I laid on my side, he covered me up and I took a handful of the material and just held it. One more thing was bothering me but I didn't know if I should ask. He layed by my side but supported himself on one elbow while his other hand stroked my hair.

"Is this why you and your dad are weird?" I asked and he stopped stroking for a second before continuing.

"There are alot of reasons me and my dad are weird" he said and I left it at that as my eyes slowly shut.

Secrets are spilling (^u^).....Sorry for the late update...writer's block is really starting to get to me :(