Just To See You

Chapter 7: 13

Evan:

Logan was standing outside my window. "What do you want?" I said, still having the tears in my eyes. "Can I come in?" he asked. I came down from my room and opened the front door to let him in. We went back upstairs to my room because my parents were asleep and I didn't want to wake them.

"Are you okay?" he asked. I didn't say anything I just sat on my bed. "Evan I know what happened in the locker room. I was there and-.." I cut him off. "You were there and you didn't help me?!" I said. I was now not sitting on my bed but standing right in-front of him. "You let me get beat by your teammates!" I said but a little louder than before and this time I pushed him. He fell onto the floor. "Do you see this?! I'm cutting myself now! And I want to fucking end my life because of this!" I said. He looked at my arms stood up and hugged me.

He knew how to shut me up.

"Why did you do that to yourself?!" He said. He was mad and I could tell. "Do you know how important you are to me? I don't even care that I've liked you since we were 13 years old at Michael Tatum's party." he said. I looked up at him. He looked at me. "It's not my fault that I did this. I didn't ask to be picked on because I'm gay." I said back. "Evan, I like you. And I don't want to see anything happen to you." he said. I didn't know what to say. I sat down on my bed, and he sat next to me. He put his hand on top of mine which made me look over at him. We were looking into each other's eyes.

He didn't say anything, but he leaned in and kissed me. It lasted at least 17 seconds. When the kiss was over he looked at me and smiled. He has these dimples, they were so cute. I smiled back of course. Then he asked me something. "Evan..will you go out with me?" He said. My eyes widened and I think he could tell. "Uh- Yes." I said in a sort of nervous way. I hadn't ever dated a guy. So I didn't know how to feel.

After that we talked for a little, then he left. I went to sleep that night happy, but still worried about what I was going to do about being picked on.

The next day I woke up feeling a little better, and happy it was Friday.

The day went by fast, until of course gym class. The guys looked at me as I ran past them on the track. When I finished all 5 of my laps I sat out and got a cup of Gatorade. One of the guys came up and slapped it out of my hand, then I saw Logan walking up to the guy. I grabbed another cup and got another tiny cup of Gatorade, and this time when the guy slapped it out of my hand again I slapped his out of his hand. He looked at him with anger in his eyes. But I looked angrier.

He sighed and walked off. I finally got my cup of Gatorade and sat on the bench. Logan came and sat next to me. He smiled and I smiled back. I knew I was gonna have to start standing up for myself. Which shouldn't have been hard.

As the day went by things felt different. Kids in the hall weren't scared of me anymore as if they looked at me the same before they found out I was Gay. I was still just regular Evan.

My part of this story ended well.