Chapter 13 - ENDING
A day after I left Scott at his house, I was back at home thinking about what had occurred. After Scott’s
text from Jordy, I knew I shouldn’t have come. He was with Jordy, and I still didn’t know what I was
feeling for Scott. When Trevor asked us what we were, I choked up. They invited me to stay for
dinner; I needed to get out of there, and made a quick excuse about the paper. I am pretty sure from
Scott’s point of view the whole event was weird.

Now, sitting here finishing a paper I had for one my classes. My phone rang and Kris said, ‘hello’.

“What’s up, Kris?”

“Nothing, I am just relaxing on the beach and nursing a hangover.” 

“I take it you had fun last night?”

“Oh yeah, some great pussy all around; we had a party it was awesome, bro.”

“That’s cool. So what’s up?”

“I wanted to see how you were doing. We didn’t really have a proper goodbye.”

“Things are better.”

“Really? You were upset with your uncle.”

“Yeah, he is family. I forgave him. It turned out a friend I haven’t seen since high school popped back
into my life.”  I told him about Trent.

“That is fucking awesome.  You did have good time though, bro?”

“Of course, that was just as much fun as I had last year. How about you?”

“It was pretty great. I will be honest; the prospect of spending the weekend here without Matt, Colt
and Corey wasn’t too promising. But, Friday and Saturday night we got so drunk I forgot they weren’t
there. Bishop and Myles are killer guys”

“I am glad you did. I got to ask. You and Brad are okay?”

“Yep, I think when we all fucked we put the past behind us. Has he spoken to you about it?”

“Nah, but I am sure happy you got to put it behind you.”

“Me, too. Is he there?”  I called Brad and he took my cell and they talked for an hour or so; then Brad
came in to see how I was doing.

“Jess, you okay?” he asked.

“Of course,” I said turning to him. “What makes you ask? Is it because we haven’t had sex in while?”
He laughed and gave me a serious face. “Clinton called and said you haven’t been yourself lately. I
have to agree.”

“I don’t know, Brad. I went to Scott’s place on a whim and it seemed to backfire; he and Jordy seem to
be made for each other.”

“I told you they are just fuck buddies, just like us.”

“Maybe,” I said and turned back to my paper; Brad understood, I think, and just left me to my
thoughts.  I decided that night to get over Scott for the time being. Monday,  I received a phone call
from Rick.

“Hey Jess. How’s school coming along?”  He asked.

“Fine, actually; would you believe I am actually making straight A’s.”

“That is great, Jess. So have you had any thoughts about your future?”

“Well for starters, I am coming back to college. That had been my goal from day one. I’ve made some
great friends here, and I will always keep those guys in my heart for a long time.”

“The truth be told,” Rick said, “I am going to miss them when they leave. Kris and his band have been
great people to supervisor the last two years. Sure, there were the fights with Kris’ temper, but in the
end he brought the whole floor together. Between you and me; he has made a mark on this school
like no other. Just like his father and grandfather had before him.”

“I am sure the new batch of kids next year will include a few choice characters like Kris, Colt and
Scott.”  I wondered why I picked Scott.

“Well, there are some surprises coming in next year. It looks like Chase and Tabor may be coming as
well and Reese Wilcox. There is even a rumour that Scott’s little brother will be coming up as well.”

“That sounds like a great collection of characters. Chase and Tabor seemed to be in a close
relationship like Matt and Kris. I don’t know much about Reese, and between you and me, Trevor is so
like his brother. You should really think about putting them on same floor or something.”

“I couldn’t do that. I mean I nearly lost it when I had to deal with Kris and Colt on one floor. It would
take some creative people to handle the task. Somebody like you.”

When he said that I was shocked; sure he’d made the suggestion a few times before and even
mentioned it last Saturday about there being some openings.

“I am not that skilled with people.” 

“Bullshit,” he said, “You are one of a kind, Jess. You make everybody laugh; people thought you were
equal to Kris in so many ways. It is that type of energy that has been lacking in our RAs.”

“I really don’t know Rick. I am sure you have other people who can meet that challenge.”

Rick got serious on the phone, “I will be frank, this next year I will be promoted to the head of the
Resident Assistants program. It is my last year in college; I learned from my soon to be predecessor
that a lot of the RA’s are leaving; some are graduating, other had dropped out, but most people are
focused on their education. So we need a few great candidates to help build the RA system up again. I
want to bring in fresh blood, which will engage the floors and allow people to have fun and want to
be in residence.”

“And you think that person is me?”

“Yes I do. “  I thought about it, and that did seem like a great position. He suggested some ideas and I
agreed with all of them. However, the pay wasn’t that good, but he made me a better offer that made
me say ‘yes’ on the spot.

“Thanks, bro. I owe you one.”

“Anytime.” I was about to hang up when he spoke again. “Oh, tell Brad we got his acceptance letter.” 
I hung up and went to Brad’s room; I started laughing. He was completely naked and jerking off to one
my favourite porn videos. I was glad mom and dad were out tonight. He saw me and pumped harder
and faster giving me a great show. After his climax I applauded him.  

“Hey, man. I am glad I could make you smile. What’s up?” Brad said.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” I asked. I wasn’t mad or anything, I was slightly honoured that he would
want to come to my school with me.

“What are you talking about?”

I told him and he threw his hands behind his blue hair and smiled. I looked down and noticed he even
died his pubes blue.

“Why? There were two reasons I wanted to join you. One is I really like hanging out with you. Also,
Jordy is there. It has been a long time since I could find somebody I could share my stuff with. I never
got to see a lot of him on the trip, and even if we end up just like friends, I would be okay with it.”
I sat down on the bed and laughed. “You like him a lot.  I know that. You wouldn’t shut up about him
the entire ride home.”

“Yeah, I love him. It was his idea I do this.” Brad pointed to his blue pubes. “He mentioned it to me at
the nude beach.”

I told him about my call with Rick and my idea; he kissed me on the lips and before I knew it I was
naked and fucking his hard ass like no tomorrow.

That weekend, Brad had suggested we all go bowling, so my crew and I went.  It was nearing the end
of our third game that Clinton asked what had changed in me.

“It’s very simple. I was given a job to become an RA at the college I am going to.”

“Fuck! They choose you? Couldn’t they find somebody good?”  Alistair laughed.

“Yeah, I mean you were supposed to be a role model and wait until they learned you bailed in your
first year.” Hank joked.

“My former RA, Rick, said I had an energetic style and fresh blood that would help liven the RA
position up.”

Clinton slapped me on the back, “Well, they are definitely going to miss you.”

“They?” I asked. “Where are you going?”

“Jess, you told us about the great stories you had there. That college seems to be the place I could
find a crew just like yours.”

“Bro, you found that crew here.” Brad mentioned.

My smile was getting bigger. I am starting to believe in destiny. 

“Oh my god! This will work.” I spoke very fast. “Rick, as part of the deal, allows me to pick the guys
who will be in the same building as me. He trusts my tastes. There are four floors, and Brad said yes.
Trent is on the fence, because he still needs to be accepted. And you would make four, Clinton.”
“Wait a second,” Clinton looked around the room. “Me, you, Brad and possibly Trent would all run a
floor in one of the resident buildings?”

“Pretty much, I just need to convince Rick, which is not really going to be a problem.  What do you

“Fuck yeah, I am in.” 

With that, we played some bowling, had a few beers and chilled the rest of the evening at Clinton’s
place.  The next day I planted myself in front of the computer and redoubled my efforts with the
upcoming material in my classes. In about seven weeks exams will be here and I want to be at my

The days continued moving forward at a rapid rate.  I couldn’t keep track of the time flying around
here; Brad and I had been so busy these days.  I was juggling homework, assignments and helping my
uncle when I could. However, Friday night I got to go out and hang with my boys. We drank a little and
shot the breeze. 

Sunday night I got a call from Trent.  He had to make some decisions, because his parents wanted him
back home; but he didn’t want to leave Fred and his mother. A compromise was reached that Trent
would move back home, and Fred and his mother would visit when they could, which was about once
a month. With Trent moving back home; he would only be an hour away by car.

The school year as a whole had been great. The last few days something was bugging me. Brad
noticed it too, and tried his best to get it out of me. However, I couldn’t voice what it was that was
eating at me. Wednesday, I finally realized what the annoyance was.
I decided to drive to Katie’s house one Friday afternoon. She lived pretty close by; she was one of the
best listeners I knew. Brad was great too, but there were just some items it would be better to discuss
with family.

I knocked on the door, and she greeted me with her warm smile.

“What’s up, Jessie? “ She noticed my expression; to the untrained eye it is just my face. However,
ever since we were young she knew when something was on my mind. She suggested we go for a
“How are you doing, Katie?”  I asked, trying to avoid the issue.

“I am doing great actually. However, you didn’t come all the way here to talk about me. What’s on
your mind?”

“Let me say first that I am sorry I have been a crappy brother, I haven’t spoken to you since the
accident.”  She knew I was talking about the horrible attack.

“That is fine, Jessie. Now just spill it, what are you so worried about?”

I looked at her, she knew. “How did you know?”

“Come on Jessie, we have been family for so long; we know everything.”

“True. Okay, I am worried about going back to college? What if the same thing happens again? What if
I party too much, or slack off like I did before. I mean, I will most likely see the old gang again.”
“So…I don’t think that will be an issue.”

“Why not? It happened before. It could happen again.”

“Maybe it will. Maybe it won’t. Why do you think you will go back to your old ways? You have
accomplished so much in the last year. Sure, you had some hurt both physically and emotionally. You
managed to use that as more motivation to change. The last few months, I’ve seen and heard a new
Jess Frampton.”

I was perplexed. “What are you talking about? I am the same Jess I always was.”

“No, you are different. Well, you came back to help Joe out with his back, instead of being with your
friends.  You have put more effort in your studies than you have ever done.”

“Yeah,” I stated. “So I could get back to college.”

“I know, so use that same motivation to graduate from college.”

“What if I fuck up again?” I said. “It could happen.”

“You made mistakes, Jess. We all have in life. Everybody has seen you get better. You have been
given some harsh realities this year. However, it didn’t faze you.  That is what Dad tried to teach you
when he kicked you out after you withdrew from college. He wanted you to be self-reliant. Now, you
have made him proud with what you have accomplished, Mom and Joe agree.”

I listened to her words; I made them proud. I am not even sure I did anything. I had a goal of getting
back to school and now I am going back.

“I can still fuck up.” I said without thinking.

“You have friends there who will keep you straight. Scott will have your back; Kris will have your back.
Your friends here that you have created will be in your corner. What you need to do this time, if it gets
that bad, is just talk to them. They will be there for you.”

She is so right. Kris and Corey always said to call them when I am in trouble. And with Brad and Clinton
coming to the College, too, I will be surrounded by my friends.”

“I just need to communicate my thoughts more,” I said out loud to myself.

“Yep, just make me one promise?”

“What’s that?” I asked.

“Don’t beat up Scott again.”

“I am sure my RA boss would frown on that behaviour.”

I told her about the job opportunity Rick had for me, and she congratulated me with some pizza and
beer. Then we talked about Trent and his return.  The night ended late, but it was a great night.
I haven’t been avoiding Preston at all; it’s just since the Spring Break I haven’t seen him around.   After
school on Tuesday I accidentally ran into Preston when I wasn’t watching where I was going.  I looked
him over, and he still looked hot.  I forgave him for the stuff he did before Christmas, and he was
definitely an asset in helping with the revenge on Lee, but it’s just hard to trust him again. He had
respectively kept his distance I think, also. 

He asked if I wanted to join him at a workout session; it was obvious that he had kept at it since I
introduced it to him at the beginning of the school year. I haven’t been since the attack and personally
been avoiding it with my bummed leg.

After the workout, we just chatted about school and the classes he had now. We didn’t have any
together this semester.

“Have you spoken to your brother and his friends lately?”  I don’t know why I asked that question.

“I have. I felt kind of guilty for my part in the revenge plot. Don’t get me wrong, he deserved it. I just
hated that now Lee has to spend all of his time in jail. And I was the one who sent him there. “

“I see. I do understand how you feel, I was the one who sent my high school friends to jail and for a
long time I felt guilty. I can tell you that with time the guilt will fade.  Sometimes it’s days, other times
it’s years. But time will heal all wounds.”  I knew that to be true.

“Yeah, I hope you are right, because I even mentioned to him my secret about being gay and he didn’t
take to kindly to that piece of information. He practically disowned me. “

I understood that position. “Well, from his perspective, I can understand that view. Learning
something like that could be hard on anybody.”

“You are definitely right there. As for Dirk, Quinn and Vin, they are still in jail. But I don’t plan on
seeing them. As they caused most of the damage to you; they are going to receive the harsher

I nodded, that makes sense. “I am just glad that whole thing is over with. Sure the scars will be with
me for a long, long time. I will never let it get to me.”

“I am happy you feel that way. You probably didn’t know this, but while you were in the hospital I
visited you. I, along with your friend Scott, wanted you to wake up.”

“Scott mentioned it.  I do appreciate it.”

“I don’t think I honestly apologized for my part in this whole plot against you. I really am truly sorry for
everything I did to you. From the photo of the whore in the clothing shop; to the newspaper; to the
way I treated when you left; to way I treated you when we fucked.”

Preston looked sincere, and I believed his words. However, when we joined forces I forgave him
“Preston, I have forgiven you.  I can understand the reasoning behind your actions; I can honestly say
if I were in that predicament I might have made the same choices. The fact is, when the going got
tough, you made the right choices.”

“I am glad.” I could tell my statement had a positive effect on him.

“How are you doing?” I really wanted to know the answer.

“Honestly, not to well. I am alone. My parents hate me for turning on my own brother. My former
friends are in slammer, and with expulsion and the news about Lee’s arrest there is negative clout
around me which has prevented me from making new friends.”

“That sucks. I read the papers. You do know they just have to have a story, regardless if it accurate or

“That is true. But it will be hard to move on from this.”

“Come on Preston. In our time together, I think even behind some of your lies, I got a feel for your
character and I believe you can get through this. I will be in your corner.”

Preston leaned forward and kissed me on the lips.

“Why did you do that?”  I was taken aback by that action. “I am in your corner as a friend. Not as
anything more.”

“I am sorry. I just thought, maybe we can go back to the way we were.”

“I don’t think that’s possible.” I began. “For one thing back then you were using me. For another,
although I am your friend again, I don’t feel the same love I did for you back then. The other reason,
my heart is for another person, I think.”

“I understand.”  He looked heartbroken.

“But just to show you that we are still friends and I have no hard feelings towards you, this will make
you feel better.”

I placed his lips against mine, and gave him passionate kiss with tongue.  After that I got up and left
the locker room. Turning back, “That was for the passion we once had. I know in time you will find that
passion with someone else.” 

I left him with that.  For the next two days Brad and I locked ourselves in my bedroom. I had two
horrible tests coming up. I needed to do very well on both of them. At around midnight Brad had
come back with just his boxers on and ending a call from Kris.

“How’s Kris?”

“Doing great actually; he mentioned that he and Megan are enjoying their time together. I still think
it’s strange that Kris plays with boys on the side. I mean with Colt and us on the break.”

“Colt doesn’t count.  Anyways, Kris is Kris.”

“He did hint at us going up to see the guys next weekend.”  I looked at my schedule and that seemed

“What’s he doing this weekend?” I asked.

“He is going to Colt’s. It looks like most of his friends are going home to spend some time with their
family this weekend. “

“That makes sense. When I was there, I didn’t make it home all that much. So, you and Kris are doing

“Great actually, we don’t talk as much as you and Trent, but I he calls every once and a while. I’m going
to ask him and Jordy to hang this summer.”


“I take it you still like him.”

“Of course,” Brad said smiling. “He was the hottest guy on the trip. Did you see his dick?”

“Yeah,” I lamented. “It was in Scott’s ass all the time.”

Brad smiled. “You haven’t heard?”

“No, I haven’t talked to anybody from the college. I was meaning to, but I got busy. Why?”

“Jordy and Scott are done. I don’t know any of the details, except they are going to be friends.”

I didn’t feel too happy at that. “Jordy and Scott seemed like a perfect match?”

“Maybe, but you want Scott.”

“I don’t know what I want.” I admitted. “However, we know this is great for you. Maybe when you
meet up with him, you guys can have some fun. I mean, you do speak the same language.” 
We both laughed at my humor.

“However, until then, I want to play with you.” Before I could stop him, Brad pulled my pants off and
swallowed my cock.  I don’t have any feelings for him, accept friendship. I pictured Scott eating my
dick while this was occurring.  We feel asleep shortly afterward.
As Friday dawned, I was feeling happy about the two tests I had that day. I was not worried with them.
After that, I was to meet Joe and Darren to work on some light painting, and then Saturday go out with
my boys for dinner. What made that day better is Trent was going to be there, too.
The first test went extremely well, I nailed practically every question on it. The second test that day
was little more challenging, but overall, I believe aced it, too. With the tests over for the day, I was
looking forward to spending some time with Joe and Darren. I rarely had much time for them since I
came back.  They understood, of course. Joe really threw me when he wanted to propose to Darren,
only being together for a year.

Then I thought about it some more, Corey and Matt had been couple for almost two years now, and
they seem as much in love as I’ve ever seen them. Anyways, I arrived at their house and was happy to
smell the spaghetti cooking.

Darren greeted me with a hug. “How are you doing?” he asked me.

“Very well, I believe I nailed my tests today, and now I just have two big assignments to complete and
the finals next month, and I am on my way back to where I belong.”

“That is fantastic,” he said, while I tasted his sauce.

“What about you?” I asked, after giving the sauce a thumbs up.

“Honestly, things are okay.  My parents are visiting in two weeks, and this will be the first time they
meet Joe.”

“I take it they are not very open about the gay lifestyle.”

“Nothing like that at all, I was raised by two gay dads. I am just thinking Joe will mention his proposal
idea to them. He is quite the traditionalist wanting to get my dads’ blessing and all.”

“What’s the problem?”

“I am not ready to be in a committed relationship yet. My dads’ would want me to make it work with
Joe. I have been a bachelor all my life.”

“I see.  It’s too soon?”

“Yeah, maybe. Don’t get me wrong, I love your uncle. I just am not sure it is time to tie any knot yet.”
“Let me ask you, what will you accomplish if you wait longer? Is there something else you need to

“I really don’t know, Jess. I have been in some bad relationships growing; even got very close to
marriage, but he bailed on me for some stupid pretty cowboy.”

I thought about it; we are finally getting to heart of the matter.

“You think my uncle will do that to you?”

“No.  I just want to be sure that this is the right choice.”

“We all do. However, I am the last one to give relationship advice.”

“I heard about Scott.”

Before I could make a reply of not wanting to talk about Scott, the door opened and in walked my
uncle. He said he just needed to change and we would head out to a friend’s house to do some fence
repair and light paining after dinner.

Darren asked me to talk to him. So after dinner, I went with Joe to look at the fence. The whole thing
looked like it was ready to come down. The owner mentioned it was falling apart.  It looked like a two
hour job. So it gave me ample time to discuss the situation with Joe.
“Have you bought a ring yet?” I asked.

“No, I was going to next week.”

“What is stopping you?”

“Well, let us say. I took your advice to heart and I am not sure if I am ready. I spent six years with your
aunt being a closeted homo; when we decided to part ways three years ago, it was hard to get back
into the game. Darren and I just clicked.”

“So you do have some reservations. Darren mentioned before dinner that he thought you would ask
one of his fathers’ blessings on the proposal.”

“I still am…because I realized that he is the man I want in my life. When the chips are down, and when
I need someone to talk to he is there for me. I did a lot of soul searching and I came to that conclusion
that I want to marry Darren.”

“But?” I was intrigued by this. First Joe said he wasn’t ready and now he seems to want to marry him.
“I just don’t know if the timing is right. You know your parents waited four years before they got
married. Your dad chalked it up to nerves. “

“We all heard the stories numerous times growing up. Joe, you need to do what is right. I will tell you
this: talk to Darren; he mentioned some reservations he has to you proposing just yet. Come to a
decision together. There is nothing worse than making a rash decision, and then dealing with the
consequences you could have avoided had you thought it through.”

Joe chuckled at that. “I believe that is something you just learned recently, eh Jess?”

“Absolutely, I should not have partied so much at school; I should not have punched Scott over some
stupid jealousy. That choice was a failure on my part.”

“True,” Joe said. “You managed to change it around. Sure, you wouldn’t have been attacked, you
wouldn’t have been used. However, a lot of good things have happened to you here.”

Joe was right about that. “I met some great friends, reconnected with my family, and had some
amazing sex.” I smiled.

“Yeah, but I meant you learned how to be independent, you learned how to juggle academic and
social responsibilities very well, and most importantly, you became more serious.”

He was right. Ever since my return, my character has changed; I was not the one cracking jokes all the
times.  We had a few more laughs and finished the work. The owner came out and approved the job;
he asked Joe for a beer and they went to the local bar.  His two daughters joined me in the backyard. 
Veronica and Betty haven’t changed since I saw them last summer.  They invited me back to their
bedroom and I enjoyed their company. The sex was amazing, but I was thinking about somebody else
the entire time.

The next morning I woke up at Joe’s in my old bed, and got a message from Rick. He said Brad, Clinton
and Trent are okay to become RA’s with me. He officially announced that I would run the building
where I began my College experience, I was so happy about that.

I drove to the school library to check out some books for my project and noticed Preston was there
making some inroads with one of the helpers. The guy was cut and hot as could be. Preston and I
nodded and I left, hoping that he finds some happiness.

I need to find my happiness somehow. I really needed to talk to someone. I thought back to Corey’s
suggestion of calling if I needed some help.

I dialed his number, while I went into my car.

“FUCK!”  I heard him say into the phone. “Sorry, hello?”

“Hey, you okay Corey? That was interesting greeting.”

“Yeah, just getting frustrated with my mom drinking, and we just had a fight about it. What’s up?”

“I want to talk to you about something. Do you have minute?”

“Yeah,  I just about to workout with my cousin. What’s on your mind.”

“Scott” I blurted out. “I don’t know what do with my feelings about him?”

“What do you think about him?” 

The question caused me some pause. I just spoke my mind honestly. “It’s hard to put into words, but
recently when I was having sex; I had been picturing Scott and thinking about him. For some time
now, I had been wanting to talk to him about a relationship. The same talk I had with him year ago
that caused the fight between us.”

“I remember that. Do you love him?”

“I have been in many relationships since I left college. Preston, Denise, Brad.  None of them lasted. I
wanted to hook up with him before. I don’t think my feelings for him have changed since I met him.”
“So you love him.”

“Yes! I really do love him. The last time I had an opportunity to talk about our possible relationship. I
chocked. I just hope he feels the same way.”

“You won’t know unless you ask.” Corey told me, echoing the sentiment of my Uncle.

“Maybe.” I looked at the time and needed to get home and get ready. “Thanks, Corey.”

“That’s what I am here for.” He hung up. I decided to hold off on my thoughts of Scott for the time

Coming home, it was about two hours before I had to go to the guys would be over for some hot poker
action. I was just taking a shower when I heard the doorbell. I got out and wrapped myself in towel
and opened the door to let Trent in.

“You don’t need to get dressed on my account.” I laughed and led him up to my bedroom while
changed into nice clothes. I noticed him checking me out and smiling.

“So, you got your memory all back now?”

“Most of it; when I returned home, Mom made me see a doctor and it turned out I just needed to be
reminded of key important moments of my life for all the memories to come back.”

“You mean you didn’t have those moments with your parents?”

“Not really. I was never close to them growing up.”

“I see. Well, I will admit we had a very close relationship in high school, and I’m glad we found each
other again.”

“Me too; I just want to say thanks for looking for me that summer.”

“I’d do anything for you.”  

With that, I went to get the poker stuff ready to take to Clinton’s. Brad and Hank showed up after us,
with Alistair arriving last. We talked about each other’s day and then Trent broke the news that he got
accepted to my college, and I told the guys that Clinton, Brad, Trent and I are able to be RA’s as long as
our marks are reasonably good.  It was 8 o’clock when Brad suggested we switch to strip poker. That
was okay with all of us. I was determined to get Brad naked.

“I have a confession to make, ever since last week I have been thinking about Scott.”

“Really?” Clinton said. “I wouldn’t have guessed. We knew you were off your game.”

“Yeah,” Trent knowing about my situation commented. “What have you concluded?”

“I love him. I really do.”

“You have been saying you didn’t know for a while now.”  Brad added.

“Yeah, I don’t know if he agrees with me. He has Jordy.”

“I thought they broke up,” Hank mentioned.

“They did.”

“So, go ask him. What is the worst that can happen?” Clinton asked.

“He says no, and it will be awkward seeing him next year.”

“Fuck that.” Hank began. “When I wanted to ask Anna out, I felt the same way. Maybe she didn’t like
me. If she said no, it would have been weird.”

“So then you asked her out and she said ‘yes’.” Alistair finished the story.

“No, actually she asked me out first, and I was so blown away that I said ‘yes’.  I never expected her to
like me as much as I liked her.”

“Hold on.” Trent began. “I thought you were gay.”

“Anna turned him gay.” Clinton laughed and we all joined in on that. “Jess, what happened when you
met up with Scott at the break?”

“We fucked and I left when Jordy texted him. When Jordy entered the picture I realized Scott is not
one to have commitments.”

“Or maybe, he hasn’t found the right guy, or girl, to be committed to,” Brad piped up.
“The point is, I don’t know what I am going to do.”

“JESS! You listen to me, right now. What is the biggest mistake you’ve made so far?”

“Flunking out of college.”

“No!  The biggest mistake is not acting at the right moment. Kris and I have been separated for many
years because we both made stupid mistakes and had false assumptions. Had either one of us said
something early on; maybe our friendship would not have been interrupted. You need to go now,
before Scott finds the guy he wants. Don’t fuck it up, like I did with Kris. I was lucky that I found him

“Brad’s right.”  Clinton agreed. “You need to go now. It’s time for you to finally act on this. If you don’t
go now you may regret it forever
“We are not trying to pressure you, Jess.” Trent added. “We are looking out for your best interests.
You’ve had a lot of hardships in your life. Is this really the time for you to ignore a chance for you to be

“FUCK IT,” I said. “I am going right now. I got up and marched out the door.

“Um, Jess.” I turned to Hank’s voice. “You may want to put your pants on.”

After getting dressed, I gave Trent the keys to my car and walked home. Clinton didn’t live to far away
from me. They were right. I needed to address the situation with Scott. I have loved him for a long
time and I need to tell him that.

I arrived at my house and noticed a car in the driveway; it shocked me because I wasn’t expecting it. I
walked slower, but with determination. On the steps to the house, he was sitting there with his dirty
blond hair and smile. His swimmers’ build was always hot to me.  We stared at each other for a long
time; I loved his clear blue eyes I finally overcame my paralysis and moved to him.

“We need to talk,” we both said at the same time.


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