Second Chance With You

Chapter 22

"You don't have to be gay to be a supporter. You just have to be human." Daniel Radcliffe
(Christian P.O.V)

"So he is gay?" Sarah asked me for the thousandth time. I sigh and lean my head back in frustration at her.

"Yes Sarah. He is gay. That is what I have told you like thirty times already!" I said.

"I know I just can't believe it. Well I can I guess but the way he told you and what happened with him is what I can't believe. His parents are in no position to judge him." she said. I nod my in agreement with her and let my mind go back to the sleep over.

I can't believe it turned out the way it did. I learned the information I had been dying to know but not the way I expected. No one wants to go through his or her life feeling unsupported by the two people who should support you no matter what. I was one of the lucky few kids who had a supporting family with unconditional love and support from them and everyday I am thankful for that and never took advantage of it, because everyday there are kids with a family like Chases. A family who is unsupporting and umcaring, who can throw you away without a second glance and never talk to you again.

The morning after our sleep over I woke up alone. Chase had already left and he left me no note and no call and not even a text message to let me know anything. I tried calling and texting him and he either ignored me or rejected my calls. I didn't understand it at all, did I do something wrong?

"I haven't heard from him Sarah. He hasn't called or texted me at all in two days and it is driving me insane." I say to her. I feel the tears welling up in my eyes and she embraces me.

"Hey. Don't cry babe. He probably needs time to get over what happened with his parents and process that he just blurted out that he was gay to you." she cooes to me and rocks side to side with me.

"I know you're right but being ignored just really sucks." I sigh and wipe my eyes with my jacket sleeve.

"Of course it sucks. But he will call you when he is ready Christian." she says. I sigh and calm myself down enough to get my shit together.

My shift started at the bar and I immersed myself into serving every single person I could to keep myself from thinking about Chase. I know he needed time to himself and I understand; but don't I at least deserve a text? Or a call? To at least let me know you are alive? Or he could have just told me he needed time to himself.

Having these thoughts swirling through my mind was beginning to make me pissed off at him. I took a deep breathe and turned to serve the next customer and there he sat.

"Can I have a water?" he asks me. I turned to Luc and motioned him over.

"Can you serve him?" I asked letting the anger drip off in my words. He nodded and began to ask Chase what he wanted but was interupted my him talking.

"Please Christian can we talk?" he asks.

"Now you want to talk!" I almost shout at him.

I calm down and throw the towel on the bar and walk to my bosses office.

"I'm not feeling well can I leave?" I ask and he nods his head.

I walk back out and walk directly pass him not even looking at him. I continue to walk down the street and I finally hear his shoes pounding on the sidewalk.

"Christian please. Stop and listen to me please!" he says.

"Nothing. For two days nothing! I didn't even know if you made it home Chase. I was worried sick!" I almost shout at him. I turn and face him and could barely make him out in the darkness. He sighs and walks up to me and stands in front of me.

"I know. I'm sorry Christian. I needed time to think. I've been confused Christian and needed space. Space away from you." he says. My breathe starts to shake and I back away from him.

"Fine." I say and walk away.

"Wait! Not like that! Christian stop." he says and grabs my arm. I jerk away and he grabs me again. I start to wrestle away from him and he pulls me backwards and turns me and places my back againist the nearest building.

"What!" I say to him. Before I could say another word he's on me.

His body fully againist mine. His hands holding my head in place and his lips pressed firmly againist mine.