A/N-Well this is what I do on my weekends..and days that my wifi doesnt want to screw me over. RRA and enjoy!
Chapter 1-Coming to terms
Date- 4/7 9:30 pm
It's not like this is the first time I've thought about another guy. It's just..now I'm not trying to ignore it. When I was around fifteen I had that 'first drool' over my best friend Sidney. He was the best football player I knew, tall, light hazel/green eyes, bronze/blond hair and he was all around amazing. I had fallen head over non-existing heels for him. No one really talked to me. He was the first because well..everyone knew about the deaths. My parents had died in a car crash when I was 17 and my sister 15. My uncle and aunt took us in. Anyone who talked to me did it out of pity or well...pity. Sidney was the only one who spoke to me not like a kicked puppy but like a high school guy. Living wise I had to get out of my aunt's. Her and my uncle complaining about me moaning at night about 'some girl named Samatha' was not something I had planned to continue. So as soon as I hit eightteen I moved to my old house with Claire, my sister. Uncle Vick and aunt Nancy didnt agree but let me do as I pleased. Living with my sister who had after school till six really didnt bother my jerk sessions as much as it did at my familys place. I had a Chrismas party and invited people from school(Claire did too. She had more people she knew there then I did.) I know I was drinking but I must've gotten really wasted and told Sidney about my huge crush on him because after that I never saw him again. Since then my sexual prefrences stay with me. So here I am. A couple of years later watching as he, my captain, moves gracefully yet dangerously, fencing with the rest of the team. In case this is ever found my name is Chris Redfield. I'm the best marksman at S.T.A.R.S and I'm gay as a rainbow tied in a bow. And I'm not so proud to be...~C.R