Chapter 11

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"Matthew, Charlie would like to speak to you." Charlie's dad calls having Matthews attention immediately. Without hesitation, he learns the room number and runs towards her room. He enters seeing that Charlie looked healthy, a bit underweight but healthier than before.

"You wanted to talk to me?" Charlie nods, having Matthew get close to her and sits down on the chair next to her bed.

"Matthew I really thought I was dying and I was but I don't know why I'm still here. It's like the universe knew it wasn't my time and it let me live another day. Matthew I love you, but you need to tell him the truth. He needs to know before he tries to kill himself again." Charlie was worried, tired, and stressed out with all the drama the odd group of friends had. All she wanted was peace and tranquility at a time like this.

"I... well, I kinda told him but I didn't use any words." Matthew looks at his feet, blushing, remembering the kiss that had happened not long ago. "I ... he was so sweet and kind and I couldn't hold back any longer and kissed him. Before he could respond I broke the kiss because the nurse came in and I left before I could explain myself. I was too scared to speak so I walked out and came here to tell you."
Charlie smiles, finally what had hoped for had become a reality.

"Matthew, there is a thin line between love and hate that can easily be crossed. Even though you are now 'friends' don't you think you guys should make it official and finally be together?"

"I..." Matthew hesitates and sighs "I don't think any of us are ready for this change. I think that it would be for the best to stay friends for now. Then if we both still have feelings for each other then we can get together." Charlie shakes her head but ends up agreeing with him anyway. Time passes and finally, both Charlie and Collin can leave the hospital healthier than ever. It was a Sunday when he finally decided to go and visit him since his release from the mental hospital.

Matthew knocked on Collin's door and a very sleepy Collin opens it revealing his messy room whispering 'come in.' Matthew enters and sits on Collin's bed and waits for him to fully wake up from what seemed to be his nap. Collin goes back on his bed, laying down wrapping himself with covers not caring to even look who he had let inside of his room. After a few minutes, Collin convinces himself to see who it is. When he sees Matthew he quickly sits up, shocked to see him on his bed.

"Matthew? I... umm... sorry, I thought it was my uncle with food or something so I didn't really care to acknowledge you. Umm... what... what are you doing here?" Matthew laughs at Collin's awkwardness, knowing that both of them were much too awkward to have a conversation without hesitations.

"I came to see how you were doing. Joshua is actually nice to me now and there is an art show coming up so I didn't hesitate to sign us up. I hope you don't mind but I thought that it would be great to focus on something new when you come back to school tomorrow. I know Charlie came to drop off your work from class since I was too busy at home but I came here just to make sure you understand what you are learning so you won't fall behind in any of your classes. I was going to come here Saturday but my parents grounded me for not accepting I was gay and for supposedly hiding my secret relationship with you. I tried to explain it to them but they wouldn't listen. I'm sorry I put you through so much pain. I don't know what to say to make you feel better or what to do in general..." before Matthew could continue rambling on, Collin kissed him softly.

Matthew was surprised but didn't hesitate. Matthew thought that it couldn't get better but it did. It seemed like the first feeling he had when he kissed Collin somehow multiplied by three and would not leave him and his happy state. Their lips seemed to fit perfectly as if they had finally found the missing puzzle piece to create the perfect picture. Even though both had been kissed before it was nothing compared to what they were feeling now. They desired each others touch, they weren't forced and everything just seemed to go away. It seemed that all of their worries were gone and all they had in mind was the love they had for each other.

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