Never Let Go

By moc.loa@SULUBAFOTTEHGngY

Published on Jul 25, 2002

Gay

Brandon you going home for Thanksgiving? Yeah. Why, are you? I don't know I have not made up my mind yet. I don't know if I should. Why not? It's a long story that I don't feel like telling. Oh its like dat? Naw its just a lot of b/s I left behind at home and not worth getting into details over. Oh- I- see.

I was in my freshman year of college in a new city and state. I was almost homesick but I wasn't about to run back home so soon. I had made a few friends since I had been living here but I still missed my friends and family back at home. When I moved here to go to school I had planned not to look back because of the shock I gave to my family when I came out about my sexuality. But after a while I came to the conclusion that I didn't care what anyone had to think because, if they loved me or cared for me they would accept my lifestyle and respect me for being me. Thanksgiving was soon approaching and I knew I had to go home for the holiday but I was kinda nervous. I couldn't stay here on campus while everyone else went home for Thanksgiving. So I didn't have much of a choice. I figured I would go home for three or four days and pretend everything is all gravy and after Thanksgiving is all over with I would come back to New York and move on with my life until Christmas.

Terrence you there? Yeah. Just checking cause you got kinda quiet for a minute. Naw I am just thinking. Where is your sexy ass roommate? I have no idea he hasn't stayed here in two days. I seen him on campus earlier he looked like he was going to the student union. O-well that's your business. Whatever winch you know homeboi is sexy and you even get to live with him so I know you know what he is working with. Whatever hoe I would love to stay and gossip with you about my whack ass roommate but I gotta get up and off to work. So Brandon I will call you when I get home tonight. But Terrence what he working... I hung the phone up before he could ask that stupid ass question again. Besides I had other things on my mind like about my returning home for thanksgiving and I had an hour before I had to be at work.

I had been working at this clothing store on 125th street called ''Planet Earth''. I had been working here for about three months now and been looking for a better job since I started. The pay was all right and so were the hours but I could barely put up with the rude customers.

When I got to work wasn't too many people in the store but my stickgirl Natalie. Natalie and me had been friends since I first moved to New York. She showed me around the Bronx, Harlem, Brooklyn, and Packed ass Manhattan. Wassup girl, kinda slow ain't it. Yeah it been like this all day. Yo boi waz in here earlier he told me to tell you Holla at em. Who? As if you don't know, Jeremy. What he say when he came in? Nothing, he just asked me were you working today and I told him you wasn't scheduled to come in until Four. Then? (I said anxiously.) Then what? What did he say after you told him that? He just told me to tell you to give him a call. Oh OK. I said laughing. Yeah that's yo boi you need to call him with his sexy ass. How you figure he my boi? You know you feelin dat nigga. Yeah I might be but he ain't bout nothing. Well, homeboi is sexy as a muthafucka and if he waz straight I would take your place and Holla at his azz.

Jeremy was indeed sexy as a muthafucka. He stood 6ft2'',caramel skinned, (mixed with Dominican and black) basketball players build, and some thick full lips. The only thing I am not feelin about Jeremy is how he has all these fags and gold digging bitches running behind his ass. Did I mention the nigga got a phat ass bank account? Yeah homeboi got it going on. We met when Natalie was helping him find his size jeans when he came into the store and she noticed how he was checkin me so she asked him was he gay and you know the rest. Well, we talked a few times and went out once but I just wouldn't give him the time or day. But that never stopped him from trying.

Natalie offered to take me out to dinner after work but I really didn't feel up to it I still had the same thing on my mind. When I got back to dorm room my roommate Alvin, was there playing a playstation game. I still didn't understand what it was about a playstation that would make a grown ass man spend hours in front of it. Alvin was aware of my sexuality and he wasn't to shocked or surprised to find out when I told him. It doesn't seem to bother him at all. Especially when he walks around butt ass naked when he get out of the shower. Sometimes I wonder if he does this to make me want him or to prove he is sure of his sexuality. Homeboi is sexy, got a nice body and a big dick but I am not attracted to him at all. I still don't understand why.

Hey Alvin. Yo wassup Terrence. Did I get any phone calls? Yeah your momz called, she said for you to give her a call when you got in. Did she say what she wanted? Naw dats all she said. And sum dude name Jeremy called for you but he said he'll call you back later.

I couldn't help but wonder what my mother wanted she only calls me once every week because of the long distance but this had been her third time calling this week and the second time I missed her call. As far as Jeremy I wasn't to excited about him calling me back. I had enough on my mind, and besides all that, I needed to study for an exam.

Next: Chapter 2


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