El Sol No Da De Beber (A short story in three acts) Act 2

[cesarvillavi]

El Sol No Da De Beber
(A short story in three acts)

Act 2

Don’t you hate when you miscalculate the outcome of things, making them harder in their mind than they actually are? Just like when you try to lift a box you think is way heavier than it is, and you find yourself applying to much strength for something that is too easy, or when you are so afraid of coming out of the closet because things may change, and when you come out you realize nothing had to change? Well… that was not my case. I did think that the outcome would be different, less harsh. I knew my dad was homophobic, but I never expected him to do what he did.

First of all, he stopped sending money for my studies, something I kind of expected, but that wasn’t just it. With the prices of gas I would lately start walking to school ,something that took me 20 minutes, which was less time actually than the 30 min I’d do to school with all the morning traffic, so when I came back to the apartment complex and found my car missing I worried. It wasn’t until I got to the apartment and found most of my things missing that I called the landlord. He handed me a letter and told me my dad has cancelled the contract, so I had until the end of the month to leave the apartment… that was in five days.

The letter my dad wrote said that I was no longer a son of him, and that he has taken the liberty of recovering all the things I have stolen from him, and that were all the things I’ve bought with his money. That included my TV, my car, most of my dinnerware and most of my kitchen utensils. I get to keep most of my clothes, mostly because I’ve bought them with the money I earned working the summers, but clothes wouldn’t be helpful once I got kicked out from college because I would have to pay that by myself too now.

Nonetheless this wasn’t the worst. When I came out for Gerardo, he practically told me he didn’t want to see me again. I never thought Gerardo was homophobic. He asked me if I was attracted to him, I told him the truth, but before I could say anything else he told me he didn’t wanted to see me again. In another time that would have been hard because we would meet every day on the gym, but ever since I would have to leave the gym because I wouldn’t be able to afford it anymore, that wouldn’t be so troublesome.

School was also a problem. There was a great bias about homosexuality I haven’t noticed before, and although that never developed to a hate crime, I would find myself discriminated every now and then. At least I still had my closest friends there to support me… all of them but Gerardo. When the end of the month came, Aurora told me I could live with her until I found an apartment and a job, and Michael’s dad gave me a job at a restaurant. The paid wasn’t great, but with the tips it was enough to pay college and afford a small apartment.

Yet, with all the things I suffered, coming out was the best I could do. I felt free. I felt better than ever, and even though times were hard, I still had my friends to support me. I must admit I would have never gotten so far without them. As the semester ended I found myself nowhere to go, no house where I could spend X-mas, no family to visit. This was going to be my first time alone in many years, so when my friends surprised me with a party on December 25th it was the best gift I could ever have.

New Year came and went by, and soon I found myself studying another semester. The ashes from my past life have helped to give birth to a new life, and now finally my life had recovered the order it had before. The only thing I missed from my former life as a closeted gay was Gerardo, but then Aurora would intercede again, allowing me to recover my life.

It was a cold day in February. Aurora and I were walking when she saw Gerardo and tried to greet him. When he saw her with me, he ignored both of us. If there’s something I now know is never to piss Aurora, that’s not good. Because the next thing I knew was that she ran after him and got him to apologize.

“Now you too better stay here and don’t get out until you work out your problems” she said furiously as she locked us in an empty classroom, and if it hadn’t been for that extremist measure I don’t think Gerardo would have ever talked to me again.

“We better do as she said” said Gerardo as he faced me. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. Even with a sweater on I could still see most of his muscle pushing against each other. If he hadn’t been huge before, now he certainly was the biggest man I’ve ever seen. “I’m sorry” he said breaking my thoughts.

“You’ve got nothing to be sorry” I said “I… I should have told you before I was gay… also even when I’m attracted to you, you are my friend, and your friendship is the most important to me… and I promise I will never try to hit on you or anything. I know you are straight and we’ve got no chance… so you don’t have to worry about it…”

“You have nothing to be sorry about” he said as he hugged me. The feeling of his hard warm muscles against my body was something I needed “I’m the one who should have never left you alone. I mean, you are the same one you where before, and I liked your friendship before knowing you were gay… I should have never left you like I did… not when you needed me the most… I’m sorry…”

And that’s how I recovered my best friend. Now that my life was complete again, I knew things could only change for the best. Everything seemed to be going perfectly, I even got a better job and could afford a bigger apartment, Gerardo and I worked out things between us, we could start working out together again. There was still a lot of sexual tension between us, even more now that he knew what I felt for him, but we weren’t going to let that interfere in our friendship again.

[cesarvillavi]

Ok here goes the second chapter of this story. Hope you like it

[chocomus]

It's good. Damn, somehow seems like a real story
Good job, let's see what awaits us for the end of it