Kevin's POV
"You two deserve each other," she said. She grabbed her stuff and I watched as she left the room. I passed my hands through my hair out of frustration, I had lost her again. I just started to get her back. I heard her phone ring and she talked for a while. She walked out the door slamming the door on her way out. I didn't bother following her out the door, I knew how much she hated that.
"I've never seen her so mad," Lucy said bringing me down to earth. I looked at her and sighed, she's never been this mad at me before and I've seen my share of angry Brianna. I messed up, I really did and all because I was too afraid to let people know that I was bisexual. Because of my fear, I had lost the one person I've ever cared for. Lucy left the room and went to the kitchen.
She came out holding an ice pack, she put in on my bruised face. "I'm sorry I dragged you into this," I whispered to her as she held onto the ice on my face.
"It's fine," she said. I smiled and stared at her, I always hated Lucy, but the fact that she kept a secret even after high school made me learn to admire her. "It's my fault, I should've told her," she added. I nodded my head.
I sighed at how everything just came to blow up in my face, all of this mess started thirteen years ago. It started February 6, 2005. I remember the day like it was yesterday, it was the SuperBowl, the New England Patriots were playing against the Philadelphia Eagles.
Babe: You started watching the game already?
Me: Yeah! We're gonna win again, baby. Go, Patriots...
Babe: We always do... I'll let you get back to your game. I love you... Say hi to Matthew.
Me: I love you too...
I looked at Matthew sitting on the opposite side of the sofa watching the game. The house was silent, my dad was in his office, my mom was sleeping since she's been getting tired a lot lately, and my sisters were out of the house. Our coach and teammates always had a SuperBowl party where we watch the game together but Matthew and I always hated it so we decided to watch the game together.
We both loved to watch the game in silent and our teammates had no idea what silent meant. I put my phone away and turned my gaze back to the television. Matthew let out a low grunt making me turn to him, he took his beer from the coffee table and took a sip. His mouth wrapped around the bottle gently, I took my time to check him out. He had a square face, big eyebrows, long eyelashes every girl wish they had, big brown eyes, and naturally, pick lips. His dark hair was gelled back, he put the bottle down.
The sound of the bottle hitting the coffee table could be head throughout the whole house accompanied by the game playing on the television. His eyes were fixed on the television, he didn't say a word expect let out grunts when something he didn't like would happen in the game. I didn't know if he noticed me staring at me, but he turned around looking at me with a smile to die for. "You okay, man?" He asked.
"Peachy," I replied. He chuckled and went back to the game. I had a slight crush on Matthew and there were two problems, he's straight and I have a girlfriend who I love dearly. I met him freshman year and I guess we had grown really close ever since, seeing that it was now junior year. Not only did Matthew could not know that I was bi, no one could know at all. I played football which meant I got in contact with a lot of guys and if they found out they would start treating me differently. The only people who knew was God and I and possibly the LGBTQ clubs I fake my way into sometimes.
I shook my head trying to forget about all that, I only had a crush on the guy, I didn't want to marry him or anything; the only person I wanted to marry was Brianna Reynolds.
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The game finally ended, Matthew finally took his eyes off the television. "I'm going to get us something to eat, any request?" I asked him getting off the sofa.
"Anything's fine with me," he replied, "get me one more of those," he added picking up his empty beer bottle. I took the bottle from the table before my mom saw it and threw a tantrum. I walked into the kitchen and threw the bottle in the trash. I opened the fridge trying to find something to eat. I decided to make us turkey sandwiches when I spot bread and turkey. I heard footsteps coming closer to the kitchen, I turned and saw Matthew standing in the frame of the door. "Kev," he called me.
"What's up?" I asked him not daring to turn around. He was in a tight white shirt and I swear if I turned around he would notice me cheaking him out.
"I'm tight with everyone on the team," he started, "but I think I'm closer to you," he said. I nodded my head not knowing why it mattered. He moved from the door and took a seat on the stool. I turned around and put the ingredients for the sandwich on the island. "You think we're close, right?" He asked.
"Yeah?" I asked if that was the right answer. "What's going on?" I asked him.
He looked worried, he played with his hands for a while, "I just don't want anything to change between us," he said.
"Of course, nothing's going to change," I assured him.
"Yeah, that's why I thought you were the first person I'd tell my secret to," I looked up from the island and looked into his eyes. What secret was he talking about now? Was he finally going to admit that he is actually Hispanic and not Italian like everyone believes? I already knew that, he couldn't fool me. "I'm gay," he blurted out. I nearly choke on my own spit. "Say something," he said.
"Wow," I said not knowing how to react. "That's good," I said. "I mean um... congratulations," I said. He looked at me in shocked, did I just congratulate him. "I'm sorry, what I mean to say is that nothing will change between us." If only I knew, everything would change.
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A month has passed since Matthew came out to me and to be honest, it has been pretty awkward and I've been avoiding him. I hope he didn't think I was avoiding him because he was gay, I was avoiding him because I didn't think I could handle myself around him. Not that I knew, there was a chance something might happen between us, I couldn't stand to be around him. "Hey handsome," Brianna said behind me. She gave me a back hug, I turned around and grabbed her.
"Hey," I said. I kissed her lips, "tomorrow we are going out," I said. It was going to be our one year anniversary.
"Mhmm, where are we going?" She asked.
"We are recreating our first date," I said.
"Which one?" She asked, "the one where you took to the movies or the one where I made out with you on your sofa?" She asked. I laughed, "or both?"
"I'll go with both," I said. I pushed her against the lockers and started kissing her, she pushed me off making me groan.
"We're in school," she said. Lucy came walking up to us, I rolled my eyes the moment I saw her. "Hey, Lucy, where are your glasses?" Brianna asked her.
"I left them at Matthew's," she frowned. My face immediately went to a frown, I quickly gathered myself making sure no one saw that.
"How? You guys were to busy fucking?" She asked. "You okay?" Brianna turned looking at me. My hands were wrapped around her, she must have felt them tighten her. I nodded my head and removed my hands so it doesn't happen again. I mentally slapped myself, was I really doing that? I was with my girlfriend and I was getting mad because he might've been having sex with a girl even though I know he's gay.
"No, I took them off because I needed to watch my face and I left them on his nightstand," she frowned.
"Where's Matthew?"
"He decided to stay home," Lucy frowned again.
"I got to go," I told Brianna kissing her cheeks. I made my way to the boy's bathroom to wash my face and wake myself up or something.
School was over real fast, I couldn't be happier. Football season was over and I had nothing to do after school. I decided to drive to Matthew's just to see if he was okay since he decided to miss a day of school. I drove to his house and was there after ten minutes. When I got there, his mom opened the door. "Matt's upstairs," she said already knowing why I was here.
"Thank you," I told her. I made my way to his room I've been to a million times. Expect this time seemed different, I wasn't just going to a friend's room, it felt more than that. I knocked on his door and heard him tell me to come in. I opened and door and walked into his room, he was laying flat on his bed in his boxers. He looked at the door and gave me a small smile. "You okay?" I asked him, "you didn't come to school."
"I'm fine, I was just tired this morning," he said. "What did Ms. Conard talk about?" He asked referring to our History teacher.
"Same old, same old," I replied. I took a seat on the tip of his bed on top of the bed where he couldn't really see him. I looked at his body, I've seen it many times. We do change and work out together. Now, that I know he was gay, everything changed. I started to admire his muscle, his abs. I stared at his head down, I stopped when I reached his waist. A v formed while his boxer hanged low below his waist. I stopped staring not wanting to see anything more.
He suddenly gets off the bed, "you trying to shoot some hoops or something?" He asked. He walked to his closet and came out with clothes. I watched as he slid in some jeans.
"Nah," I answered.
"Video games?" He asked. I shook my head again."What do you want to do?" He asked. If only I could tell him what I really wanted to do to him right now. Now he was turning me into a pervert.
"I have something I want to tell you," I told him getting off the bed also and standing in front of him. He looked at me and took a step back, unfortunately for him, his body hits the wall. I took a step making me land in front of him again.
"What are you doing?" He asked.
"Nothing," I replied innocently, "I just want to tell you something," I said shrugging my shoulders.
"Never heard of personal space?" He asked.
"When have we ever cared about personal space?" He rolled his eyes knowing I'm right. "Did I ever tell you how handsome you are?" I asked him touching his arm. He looked down at where my hand is, he bit his lips and brought his eyes back to me.
"No," he answered.
"Really?" I asked, "well, you are," I told him. He blushed and put his head down, I removed my hand from him realizing what I was doing. I had a girlfriend, "I'm sorry," I told him.
"What do you want?" He asked, I raised my eyebrow, "you're seducing me, you must want something," he said. "I thought you would respect our friendship enough and not try to sweet talk me," he said.
"I'm not," I said, "I swear, I don't want anything," I licked my lips and stepped away from him. "I'm bi," I told him looking down on the floor. "And I've had a crush on you since freshmen year, everything was fine until you decided to tell me you are gay."
He put his head to the side and stared at me, "you have a girlfriend, Kev," that's the only thing he said.
"I know," I answered him. He grabbed me and kissed me. That's when his door opened and Lucy barged in.
AN
Long chapter...
Next chapter will be more of Kevin to get to know what happened after this.
Do you guys believe that you can love someone else while you're dating someone you love?
Au Revoir...