Alpha Gymnastic Boy

Chapter 17

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You know the saying that says, you never know what you have until you lose it?

Well that does not apply to me because I didn't have Greece so why does it feel like I lost him. Why does it feel like I made a mistake two weeks ago walking away from him.

I regretted it but I also am proud of myself because regardless I won't let myself be downgraded in anyways or form. If anyone I talk to can not understand me or view me with respect, pride and loyalty. To know that no matter the simplicity of a situation as asking how to put one foot in front of the other without falling or how to rightfully hold a knife and fork then it won't work.

I miss grumpy but if he can't see into himself of what he truly wants then that's on him because I can't force it in his head for him to see or realise.

However it's been the longest two weeks of my life though, very lonely despite most of my time surrounded by my gym members in both aspect, I haven't seen Ty in a long while and Clive, well he's closer to ignoring me everyday.

My parent still hasn't reached out which did not surprise me at all. I still try to reach out to them but not as often. I just believe that slowly after so long I'm finally accepting that they'll never see me in a different light than the one they see me in now. I believe that after so long I might finally be accepting what has been in front my eyes all along.

I lost my parents.

Not in death, of course not since they are still very much alive but in my heart, mind and soul I realise that I've lost my parents the day they pick up on my prefer for same sex. I was too weak and naive, too weak and a mama boy, too sad, broken and tired to accept that. Being away from them, I didn't realise the fresher air I breathe, the calmer heart I have, the clearer mind I possess and the cleaner soul I hold.

They were toxic.

They are toxic.

I didn't know that then but I'm realising it now. Not because I walked away from Greece hurt and sad but because....... ok maybe it's that but it goes to show that sad isn't all that bad. Sadness gives you the time to reflect and see yourself for who you are, to realise what happiness fail to show.

The truth.

I would say I'm depress, he hasn't affected me that much to reach depression level but sad and alone, empty and longing. Definitely. I miss him like I knew him for years, I want him near me but I can't have him because he's not mine, not mine to hold, not mine to at all.

I sigh turning on my side ignoring the movie playing that use to be my entertainment but Greece had to take that with him. The joy, the fun, the comfort of watching a movie since I lasted watch one with him that has him cracking up adorable.

Everyone always leave me.

That bring tears to my eyes immediately and I stuff my face into the couch letting my tears soak up by it. The door bell ring and instead of hurrying to open it, I actually took my time to open it wishing who ever is on the other end would just leave by time I reach the door plus I had my eyes to clean.

It will still look puffy so it will be obvious that I was shedding a few tears but I don't care. I sigh tiredly and slowly walk to the door, upon reaching I the door bell stop so I nod thinking that whoever on the other side left.

Walking back to the couch so shed more tears and let them escape into it the bell rung again. I grunt annoyed and hurry to the door this time swinging it open to see one of the last person I expect.

Greece.

"What are you doing here?" I grip the door handle tighter and stop breathing a while to help hold the tears that wants to pour out of my eyes.

"Keith" he sigh seeming not to know what to say.

"You ruin my life. It was already a terrible one and you make it worse!" I said to him after the anger just creep in into me suddenly. If he did not come into it with his sparks and electric shock like what's up with that? His handsome face and chocolate bar abs, tone body and strength that seem of that of a thought man. He bad and bad, so bad.

"Wait a fuck minute! Me!" He growl pointing at himself narrowing his eyes.

"Go stuff your growling up dark way!" I go to slam the door but he stop it with ease. "Let the hell go of my door. Don't ruin it's life too life wrecker!" I continue to force it close but it won't bulge.

The push the door back around almost sending me with it as he step in like he own my place. Stare down at me and immediately hug be before I could run off.

"I'm sorry sugar" he whispers and immediately I turn jelly in his arms crying like a girl.

"Grumpy" I whimpered and he squeeze me more tightly and I could feel him nodding since his chin rest on my head.

"Can we start over sugar?"

My heart stop.

Should we?

Should we not?

How am I suppose to know? So I cried harder in his chest.

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