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Of course. Of COURSE. Of course I couldn't show up to school the next day. I came out to EVERYONE, got rejected by Michael in front of EVERYONE. The football team laughed at me, and so did EVERYONE.
I called Michael 10 times and texted him, I don't even know how many times, but I know it was a lot. He never responded to any of them. Shanna, Abraham and Aylin have been texting me and calling just to check up on me. See if I'm not on the verge of killing myself.
Abraham said it was cool if I chilled at his apartment for a while. Yeah, he has an apartment. He bought it just in case something happened and he couldn't stay at home, or if something happened to a friend, he'd let them crash there.
See, that's why Abraham is one of my best friends. He cares for everyone, and he didn't judge anyone. He was the best.
Anyways, when I woke up that day, holding onto my phone. I had been texting him all night long. Trying to get a response, but nope. No answers to anything. I guess it was a bit out of the question that I'd ask him to prom.
He did have a boyfriend. I just wish that they'd break up. That sounded bad, but it was what I was thinking. Jessie didn't deserve Michael. Well, to be completely honest, I didn't either.
I started dialling Michael's number again, and waited for the ringing to stop. It stopped rather early then I was used to though..
"Hello?" I heard his voice. He was answering the phone. I was in too much shock to even understand what was going on though.
"Listen, you've been calling way too much. Talk to me." Michael said, sounding tired. "R-Right. Please meet me somewhere. Anywhere you want, and I'll be there." I told him. I could hear him scoff.
"Meet me at the park. 10 minutes. If you're late, that's the last chance I give you." He said, hanging up. I couldn't wipe the grin off my face. He was giving me a chance. A chance!
I ran out of the apartment and practically ran to the park. When I got there, I saw a few people there, but not Michael, yet. He'd be there, Blake. Just, have faith in him.
I took a few breaths, and looked around. "Kind of surprised you showed up." I turned around and saw Michael standing there. I smiled.
"Michael..." I hopped up and walked over to him. He held his hand out, stopping me from going any closer. "What do you want to talk about?" He asked, laying his hands on his hips. "I want to know why you said no."
Michael sighed and started walking away. "What did I do wrong now?" I asked, watching him walk off. He turned around. "Nothing. Follow me." He said, starting to walk again. I followed him to his car. He leaned up against the hood and rubbed his face.
"Listen, Blake. It's not that I don't have feelings for you anymore. We had something huge, it's hard to get over that. The reason I said no, was because I wanted you to come out. You outed me in front of the whole school, and that wasn't something I wanted." He told me.
Oh. So that was it. "Michael.. I'm sorry about that." I grabbed his hand and looked into his eyes. "Blake..." He took his hand away and stared at the ground. "Michael, I'm going to do something." I warned him. "Promise me you won't stop it." I mocked what he said a while ago.
I could see in his eyes he knew where this was going. He leaned back against the hood of his car as I stepped closer to him. I grabbed his hand and looked directly into his eyes. I gently kissed his hand while looking right into his eyes. I watched as he bit his lip.
I dropped his hand and saw his mouth curve into a smile. "You're torturing me, Blake." He said, quietly. "Good." I leaned closer and grazed his lips with mine. I felt his hot breath against my face. I wrapped my arms around him and pressed our foreheads together.
"Please." I heard him beg. I smirked and let him go. "But you have a boyfriend." He rolled his eyes. "Actually, Blake. I broke up with him this morning. I told him that I liked somebody else." He confessed. "That's what I was hoping you'd say."
Right after I said that, I grabbed the back of his head and leaned my head closer to him. Without saying anything, he pressed his lips against mine. All that waiting for this. It was worth it. When we parted he looked at me, grinning widely. "I missed you so much." I whispered, letting him go.
"Yes." He said, randomly. I raised an eyebrow. "Huh?"
"Yes. I'll go to prom with you. I guess I'm already out, so yes." He answered. I smiled and kissed his lips quickly. It wasn't a huge kiss, but it took my breath away.
"Oh I've missed you." Michael said through his breaths. I had to agree, he gave way better blow jobs then anybody whose given me one before. I guess I was pretty good too... He was laying on the bed, with the blanket over him. I curled up closer to him and he laid his head onto my bare chest. "I love you." I kissed his sweaty forehead, and could feel his hard breathing on my cheek.
I heard a ringing beside Michael's bed, and looked over. It was my phone. "We should probably get dressed." I told him, leaning up in the bed. I grabbed my boxers and slid them on. I stood up from the bed and grabbed my phone. I quickly answered it.
"Hello?" I asked, waiting for them to answer. "You, me, party, tonight." It was Shanna. "Why?" I sat back onto the bed. "You came out yesterday Blake. You need to show people that you don't care what people say about you." She said, encouraging me.
"Alright. Text me the details, but would it be okay if I brought someone?" I could feel Michael creep his arms around me. "Blake Jenner already back on the scene. Is it somebody I know?" She asked. I could just see the smile on her face.
"Yeah. I think so.." I said, obviously knowing that she knew Michael. "Awesome!" She squealed. "See you tonight." I said to her. I hung the phone up and felt Michael kiss my shoulder, and I shuddered. "Hey, you want to go to a party tonight?" I asked, turning my head towards him.
He nodded, but kept kissing my shoulder. "Michael if you keep doing that, I'll need to go for round 2." I told him. "That's what I was hoping you'd say." I wrapped my arms around him and climbed back on top of him.
That night, I was getting ready for the party. I wore a blank white tee with a navy vest over it, and jean shorts. I hopped out of the bedroom after getting ready, and saw Michael sitting at the couch. I snuck up behind him and wrapped my arms around him. "Hey you." I said, kissing at his neck.
"Hey." He turned towards me and smiled. "Well, damn. You look good." He complimented me, looking up and down my body. "Good. I want people to notice. I don't want them only to see that my date is a guy." After I said that, he looked at the floor. I quickly realized that it sounded bad, so I grabbed the sides of his face.
"Michael, that isn't what I meant. I meant I want them to accept this, and be okay with it. I love you, Michael." I kissed him on the cheek and grabbed his hand. He smiled at me.
"Lets go then." He stood up and we headed out the door.
When we got to the party, I sat in the car. "You coming?" I took a deep breath. All this was coming back to me now. I just came out and I was already going to a party. "What if they hate me. What if everyone shuns me. I can't handle the hate." I confessed. I felt Michael's hand creep up to mine, and he laced his fingers through my own. He held our hands up and looked at me.
"You know why I'm holding your hand right now? Why I'm here with you right now? Because you're Blake Jenner. You can do anything. You've got this. I love you so much." He turned towards me and leaned closer to me. He kissed my cheek and smiled.
He turned and grabbed the door handle. "You can come out of the car when you're ready. But I'm going to hang out with my friends and enjoy some free snacks." He opened the door and stepped out. I sat in the car, twiddling my thumbs.
I wanted so badly to be able to do this. I wanted to be the guy who could rise above the hate. Honestly though, nobody can do that. Yeah, I know the saying. 'Sticks and Stones may break my bones, but words can never hurt me.' I could get over the jocks pummeling me, a few broken bones wont slow me down. But if somebody called me or Michael a faggot, I don't know if i'd be able to live with that.
I don't want to make Michael hurt anymore than I have, and I know wimping out would be pretty much the definition of hurting Michael, but I couldn't go in there.
With a deep breath, I stuck the key back into the ignition and drove away from that house. I didn't have a place where I wanted to go, but I had a place where I needed to go. Home. I drove past my old house, the house where I was the all star quarterback who was dating Nellie. I grew up there. I got shunned there...
I parked the car right in front and took another deep breath. I stepped out of the car, and walked up the lane. When I got to my front door, and rang the doorbell. "One second!" I heard my mother yell.
She wasn't here yet. Come on Blake, ditch her. Turn your back on her like she did with you.
No, I had to do this. I had to face my mother. I could hear the rattling of the door knob, and the squeak the door made whenever it opened. When she answered, she had a huge grin on her face. She was pretty neighbour-ly like that. Her hair was in curlers, and she was wearing one of her floral night gowns.
When she saw my face, her smile faded. "Blake. Wh-What are you doing here?" I swear I could see a glimmer of hope in her eye that I had come back, because I wasn't gay. "I know why you kicked me out." I said, speaking for the first time to my mother in a while. I sounded calm, unlike last time.
"I'm your baby boy. I was supposed to grow up and love girls. I know that was the life you intended for me. But I specifically remember a moment in my life when you said that I could do anything, as long as I was happy. I'm happy. You can kick me out, disown me, hell even pretend you don't notice me in the grocery aisle. But I will always be happy. I know you hate me, but-" Before I could finish, I felt my mother wrap her arms around me.
"Oh Blake... I've missed you, my baby." She squeezed my tight and I could hear her cries through her voice. When she let go, tears were falling out of her eyes. "I was an idiot, Blake. Will you ever forgive me?" She asked of me. "I'm going to answer that with a question. Will you love me, even though I'm with Michael?"
I watched her wipe some tears out of her face. "It is NOT the lifestyle I had hoped for you. But, if you're happy, you can do anything." I heard a whimper escape somebody. But it wasn't my mom. It was me. I now realized that I had been crying. "Oh my baby." She wrapped her arms around me again and this time, I hugged her back. Tears fell out of my eyes and fell onto her night gown.
"I'm so sorry I'm not who you wanted me to be." I apologized for the first time to her. "You're healthy, you're smart, you're perfectly you. That's all I want."
A few minutes later, we were saying our goodbyes. I was going to move out of Abraham's place, and move back with my mom. She hadn't told me about dad. I already knew they broke up, but if I had tried mentioning dad, she'd change the subject. It's to be expected though.
I was going to be living with her until I moved away to college.
I hopped back into my car, I wasn't sure if I really wanted to go to the party. Michael was there, Shanna was expecting me. Everyone was expecting me. I grabbed my phone out of my pocket and saw 2 unread messages. One from Shanna, asking where I was.
The other, from Michael.
I know this is scary Blake. But you need to face this. It will be alright. And if you come, I have a special dance saved for you. -Mikey
I smiled at the text, and started the car back up. I drove back to the party, as fast as I could. When I got there, I could see a few people scattered on the grass, either making out, or getting completely wasted. I stepped out of my car, and looked around. Nobody was watching. Thank the heavens.
I started walking towards the front door, where I noticed some random people looking my way. "That's the boy I told you about..." I could hear a girl whisper. I heard somebody cough out the word, faggot. I stopped in my tracks, and looked at the person who said that.
Then, I did something unexpected. I laughed. "Yeah, I guess I am." I said, while laughing. The boy looked shocked that I reacted like that. I stepped onto the patio and saw the door wide open. I walked in and saw some people looking at me. "Well, well, well. Look who decided to show up. It's faggy McBall pants." One of the guys said. I recognized him from the football team.
"Hey Brownsten. At least I can get anybody from any gender. Unlike you. Oh I forgot to ask, how is your girlfriend? I heard you and your hand are getting married. Congrats." I smirked and kept walking through the house. I felt somebody grab at my hand and throw me into an empty room. I turned around and saw that it was Aylin.
"Oh, hey." I said, smiling. "I am so proud of you. So is everyone in this room." She told me. I looked around and saw Shanna, Abraham, Charlie, Nellie, Marissa, Damien and Hannah sitting in there. There were others in there as well, and I smiled at them. "Thank you guys." I said, looking around for the only person I wanted. I turned and saw Michael sitting in the corner.
"So, now. You have to do something for us." Shanna said, taking my hand. She led me beside Michael, and I sat there. "You have to tell us the story, the Blichael story." Abraham told me. I glanced up at Michael. "Okay. But get comfortable. This may take a while." Michael said, grinning widely.
"So, I had to go outside and kiss Mckenleigh, just because I didn't want to tell Shanna that I had kissed Michael." I told them, they started laughing at that.
"The end." Michael finished up the story, and kissed my cheek. "So, raise your hand if you weren't at all expecting this." Nellie said, raising her hand right away. Everyone else did, except Shanna.
"I've always known this would happen." She confessed. I smiled and stood up from the bed. I wrapped my arms around her tightly. "I love you Shanna.." I whispered into her ear. After all that has happened between us, she's here with me.
I could feel arms wrap around us, and soon, everyone was in on the hug.
Thank you for reading this chapter!
I regret to inform you, that this is the last chapter before the Epilogue. I am doing a sequel, but yeah. I'll say the rest in the last one. 3