Chapter 4

3 more moths later

"So we're going out tonight?" Jack inquired quietly, holding his cell phone close to his ear as so his parents couldn't hear him.

"Who's on the phone," His mother nagged, trying to pry an answer out of her son.

"It's no one mom," Jack growled, swatting his mother away from him.

"Doesn't sound like a nobody," Jack's snooty father laughed from behind a copy of the wall street journal, "Sounds to me like you've got a little date tonight."

"Oh that's wonderful!" His mother exclaimed, "Who is she!"

"None of your business!" Jack shouted, trying to pry the phone away from his parents. He seized the cellular device and dashed up to his room, leaving his mother and father thoroughly confused, "Sorry about that...my parent's they're..."

'Overbearing," Chase replied from the opposite end of the phone, "I'm aware...so you haven't come out to them yet?"

'I don't intend to," Jack replied boldly, "Not for some time that is."

"Have it your way then..." Chase sighed, obviously disappointed, "I'll be around at eight...if you don't want your parents finding out, I'd make an effort to be outside before I get there."

"Fair enough," Jack nodded, "I'll see you soon..."

"Alright," Chase replied, and Jack wasn't sure how he knew this, but it was almost as though he could sense him smiling from over the phone lines, "Goodbye."

"Wait Chase, before you hang up!" Jack called.

"What is it?" Chase inquired.

'I..." Jack began, chocking on the words, 'I...I can't wait to see you..."

'Likewise," Chase replied, hanging up the phone. Jack put his cell down upon the window sill and looked dismally out into the clear skies. He started banging his fists against his head in frustration as he shouted the words:

"GOD DAMMIT JACK! IT'S JUST THREE WORDS!"

So Chase had picked up Jack promptly at eight, which made the evening entirely to weird to begin with. First, Chase was dressed normally. Second, he was driving...(just try and grasp that concept). Third, Chase was behind the wheel of an automobile. Fourth, Jack didn't even know Chase had a license. And fifth, Wuya was with them. This frightened Jack for he was afraid that Chase was going to out them both tonight.

Please dear God...Jack thought, Please let Chase keep his mouth shut... In essence, the entire ride was awkward. Jack, being Jack, wanted nothing more than to be all over Chase from the moment he entered the vehicle till the moment he left. Although Wuya was doing a pretty good job of that for him. And there was little room for conversation since the 'couple' had their tongues down one another's throats the entire evening. In honesty, Jack hadn't even realized where it was that Chase was dragging him around to, since he was too fixated on Chase and Wuya, potentially fornicating underneath the tables at the various venues they attended. It wasn't until later that evening when Jack was soon to realize the reasoning behind this 'adventure'.

"So Jack," Wuya began snidely as the trio sat around Chase's lair comfortably, "How have you been lately? It seems like it's been ages since we last spoke."

"It has been," Jack nodded anxiously, "And to answer your question, I've been doing just fine."

'Keeping up with school okay," Wuya taunted as she circled the two men, walking about the room.

"Yes I have been," Jack replied, nervously, "I actually received my acceptance letter to Harvard yesterday..."

"Good for you," Wuya teased, tussling Jack's hair as she walked by.

"Enough," Chase sighed, commanding his mistress to cease her humiliating interrogation.

"As you wish," Wuya laughed, quietly walking back over to Chase. She sat down in his lap and began to run her thin fingers through his dark hair (only because she sensed that Jack couldn't stand it).

"There's a white elephant in the room," Chase sighed, "I feel it needs to be addressed..."

"What Chase is trying to say," Wuya began smugly, turning to Jack, "is that I know...about everything...and I'm okay with it."

"What are you talking about?" Jack inquired, feeling terrified.

"The 'thing' that the two of you have," Wuya replied, rolling her eyes, "I'm fine with it."

"Did I just step into the twilight zone?" jack exclaimed, rising to his feet, "I mean...what kind of woman hears the news that her boyfriend is cheating on her with another guy and is okay with it!"

"So you were going to tell me?" Wuya laughed in disbelief.

"At some point yes!" Jack exclaimed, "And just so you know," he snapped, turning to Chase, "I'm not okay with this!"

Entry #37

I am taking the title 'other woman' to a whole new level. What crack is Wuya smoking that makes our situation okay! I mean not that I totally mind, I mean talk about payback for ditching me for Chase in the first place! But still, if it were me...I wouldn't be okay. Which, that makes this situation all the more weird. I'm preaching about how she shouldn't be okay with our homosexual relationship, and yet she's accepting that her future husband is a cheating bisexual whore, and that I am a lying, deceitful homewrecker and choosing to live with it...

I should be happy about this. But...well I am. it's only that I'm so confused about Wuya's reaction, I'm pissed that Chase lied to me, I'm scared he might break it off...I guess what I'm trying to say is happy is in me somewhere, it's just buried under a pile of other dominant emotions.

I guess I have nothing else to say except I feel like Chase should choose between us. Wuya might be okay with the two of us...but I'm not if he's still with her. the easiest way I can put it is that I DON'T WANT TO SHARE!