Author's Note:
Ok. So this is my first try at writing a story. Hopefully some of you out there will read this and hopefully like it some bit. This story is not one of those "Oh hello Doctor. I think I need a prostate exam. -- Well ok then, let me get out my lube and dildo" stories. It's just about a college guy trying to find the right person. So if that disinterests you, you should stop reading. Otherwise, read on. The story may be a little slow, but it will eventually pick up around the following parts to come. If you have any comments, e-mail me at Streyn@hotmail.com
Thanks to all the people who have been e-mailing me. I'm really happy to see that people actually like this story.
This story is completely fictional. So any similarities you may see are purely coincidental. In other words, don't bite my ass off if it just so happens that you're life just happens to be exactly like the one in this story.
Also, if you are under age or it is illegal for you to be reading this, then go away now. Don't want you reading something you shouldn't now. Also, if these kinds of stories are not to your liking, you should leave as well
-------------- CHAPTER 6
Anxiety. But what was I anxious about? Oh yeah, I still hadn't resolved the thing with Xavier. I really hadn't thought about him the whole week. But one thing was for sure, I wasn't going to leave for Christmas break without straightening out of few things with him.
After touching down in Boston, and getting to the terminal, I found Diane.
"Dave! Dave! Over here!"
"Hey Diane!" I gave her a big hug. "You look very happy. Did something good happen over the week break?"
"Yes. Lots. Must Tell. But first, let's get a taxi."
So we got a taxi. Once we got in, she just spurted out everything.
"Matt finally broke up with her. I guess the silent treatment does work. We both got back her to Boston around the same day. He just popped in my room and he told he everything that happened. I'm so glad. Now we can finally be together. So enough about me! What happened with you in Washington? Did we have any "visits" from certain "people?"
"Well, if by people, you mean "Will", then yes. You'll never guess what happened."
"What?"
"Turns out that he has a brother. And he is dating my sister. How bizarre is that? I think it was Friday night, I was going with my sis to what appeared to be a blind date, so I was expecting some girl. And it was Will. Then after that, we spent the day together on Saturday. Had a nice little chat there. I guess we've pretty much decided that we are together. A couple. Has a nice ring to it."
"Oh that's so amusing. So when do you think you'll see him again?"
"Well, he's coming back to Boston tomorrow. So hopefully I will see him then. But I just don't know. Damn these stupid teachers. What are they thinking giving me all the work they did? Don't they know I'm in a relationship now?"
"Dave, I don't really think they care. Besides, we're all in the same boat with you. So stop your complaining."
"I'm just kidding." We finally made it back the back to the campus, my second home. I knew Xavier would be there. He said he stayed for Thanksgiving break. I just wondered what it'll be like. I really didn't feel like living in the room for the rest of the year, not talking to him. Silence usually kills me. Whenever I'm nervous, I just ramble on. And now? I was just hoping our bad friendship wouldn't take a toll on my academics. "So, have you seen Xavier yet?"
"Yah. Pretty much the same person as when you left. And I am guessing that's a bad thing."
"Yah. It's like he just doesn't want to talk to me anymore. I have no clue why. I didn't think that me being gay would have such an effect on him. Why?"
"I guess that he, like many other people in this world, is just not ready to accept homosexuality. Dave, some people are really close-minded. I hope you're not that naïve."
"Well, I don't think I am. But I just thought, `hey, we've been good friends for almost two months already. We had really gotten used to each other as roommates. He was like a best friend. I thought he wouldn't care if I were gay or not."
"Oh well. I hope things change. At least you have Will and me to turn to."
"Yah." We walked through the doors, past the porters office, down the hallway. My room. The familiar door, decorated by Xavier and me. Just open it already. As much as I tried, I just stood right there. I didn't actually open the door myself; Diane came out a minute later, saw me standing there, and basically shoved me in there.
Here it goes. "Hey Xavier."
"Oh, hey Dave."
Ok, things aren't going that bad. Just keep asking him questions and you'll be fine. "How was your Thanksgiving?"
"It's wasn't that bad I guess. A few of us went out for dinner. It was pretty good. Anyways, I need to go. Talk to you later. Bye." And he just went out the door.
Dammit. Guess that didn't go as planned. The same thing again. I talk, he talks, I talk, he talks, he leaves. I couldn't do this. I guess he still needed some space, some time to figure things out. I wanted this friendship to work, so I guess I had no other choice. Wasn't as much fun in class anymore of course. He would come to class at the very last second, then find a seat far away from me. Of course he was trying to avoid me. This made Mr. Connel's class even more unbearable. Well, at least it would be over in a two weeks. Finals. I don't even want to start thinking about it.
Monday. Oh yeah, Will is coming by today. I guess I might just swing by his room today. Hopefully he'll be in. After class, I ran as fast as I could over to his dorm. I knocked on the door. "Hello? Anybody here?" It was James. Will's roommate. I didn't really ever talk to him. I'd only seen him a few times before. In fact, I think this was only my second time meeting him. "Oh James. Is Will here?"
"No. He just stepped out."
"Do you know when he'll be back?" No response. James already put his headphones back on, droning me out. Oh well. I could wait a little more. So I just went back to my room. Around 9 p.m., I tried calling his room. No response. Ok then. I guess I'll just start working on papers.
Procrastination. It's like masturbation. At first, it's really good, but in the end, you're really just screwing yourself. Yah. I procrastinate just as much as any student in this world. Maybe even more. I have it down to an art. Anyways, for two of my classes, I had to write long ass papers. Counted for 70% of my grade. Yah, it sucks. Better get started on it. So Tuesday. No classes. I stopped by Will's and I called him too. No response. Wednesday, after my French class, I did the same thing. Where the fuck was he?
It was no Sunday and this was seriously pissing me off. I missed him so much. I wanted to feel him, to at least just hug him and touch his face or anything. But I couldn't. I could try asking Xavier but he was pretty unresponsive as well. He was avoiding me. Diane, Matt and I would still go out, but we sort of stopped due to all the work. Instead of parties, we opted for studying in the student center. Of course, being with Matt and Diane was being the third man. So I sort of felt left out whenever they were being all lovey dovey and stuff. I wish Will was here. I had two weeks now before I would leave back for D.C. Exams were next week, as well as all hand ins. So I knew I would be really busy then. And I would be really busy this week studying. I guess I could also try to leave a note with James, but that was useless. That idiot would probably just ignore me too. So, now, with two weeks left in the fall term, Xavier was avoiding me, James is an idiot, Matt and Diane made me insanely jealous with the fact that they were together, and Will. Was he avoiding me too? Why would he? We left that day completely happy. And now? Now what?
With all the exams, paper writing, and studying, every other chance to find Will I took. I checked his room, I called him. It was no use. I felt like it was hopeless. He had abandoned me. And I liked him so much. No. I can't let this get to me. Not when my grades are on the line here. This was making me depressed. I needed to study and I just couldn't, trying to think of any reason why I still hadn't seen him for almost two weeks now. Exam week was just around the corner. Finally, I saw him one day walking out of his dorm. As he was rounding the corner, I grabbed him behind a tree and confronted him. "Why have you been avoiding me?"
"Dave. Let go of me. I need to get somewhere."
"No, not before you answer my question. Why have you been avoiding me?"
"I haven't."
"That's bullshit and you know it. I called you, I checked your room. Where were you?"
"Look, I just can't do this right now. Ok? Now let me go."
I still hadn't release my grip. I was pinning him against the tree. I was just so amazingly mad at him. I liked him so much and now he was trying to get away from me. "No! I thought you liked me! What is wrong with you? Don't you like me anymore? Did you find someone else that you like? What? Answer me."
"Dave. Let me go right now or else."
"Or else what."
I shouldn't have said that. Out of the blue, he punched me. Right on my face. I was so stunned, I staggered back a few steps, releasing my grip of his jacket. The pain. But it wasn't only the physical pain. He hurt me. He hurt me emotionally. "I told you to let me go. I'm sorry Dave. Really." He just started to walk away.
"Look. Don't string me along here. I thought you liked me. I really like you, well at least I thought I did. What was this all for anyway? An ego boost or something? Figured, `Oh, I'll get this idiot to like me and dump him the moment he cares'. What the hell do you take me for? Stop running away! Face me like a man!"
He just kept on walking. I just couldn't take it. I just sat down by the tree, crying. The tears dropped down the side of my face. I didn't need this. I didn't need him. I didn't need this school. Eventually, I got up, walked back to my dorm, and went to the only place where I could find solace.
"What the hell happened to you!?!" Diane saw my face. I'm sure it took a little red or purple. I still felt a little pain lingering on the side.
"Will punched me."
"That asshole. That's it. Do you want me to go over and talk to him? I'll set him the right way."
"No, it's ok. I guess it's futile. He just doesn't like me."
"After all you told me? What is this guy's problem? If some person was absolutely in love with me, I would certainly return the feelings."
"I guess Will just really didn't like me. I don't know. After the things we went through, the talks we had, the time we spent together. It was all for nothing."
"Don't say that. I'm sure something is wrong. I guess it'll just take time to heal things. Here, put this one your face? Does it hurt?"
"Only my pride. Anyways, I'm gonna go back to my room. I need to think over a few things."
"I understand. Come back here if you want to talk some more, ok Dave?"
"Sure." I walked back to my room. I hoped Xavier wouldn't be there. No doubt he would ask questions about my face. Shit. He was there. Sitting at his desk. Maybe he would just leave like he normally does.
Suddenly Xavier got up. Good. I really didn't need any more confrontation. But then:
"Holy shit Dave! What happened to your face? It's all red and shit."
"Nothing really."
"What the hell. Who do this to you?"
"Nobody. Besides, what do you care? You haven't really been talking to me for the past month anyways."
"Look, that's different."
"No it's not. What, do talk to me when you feel it is best for you?" I was getting angrier by the second. He doesn't talk to me for a month. And now he's asking me all these questions like he actually cares.
"Tell me who did this to you."
"Just let it go, ok? I deserved it anyway, I guess."
"It was Will, wasn't it?"
I didn't want to say anything. How did he know?
"I'm not stupid. I can put two and two together too you know. I'm sure you and Will have been seeing each other a lot more lately. But he's the only person I can think of who would punch you. So, I'll ask again, was it Will? If you want, I can have a little chat with him."
He didn't have a right to ask. But why did he seem so concerned? This bugged me so much. "Yah. But don't do anything. I really did deserve it. I pushed him up against a tree. I guess I was being a little rough with him. But like I said, what do you care?"
"Dave. I'm sorry for the way I've been acting. It's just when you told you were gay, it sort of took me by surprise. And then I thought about that time in the bar when we were together with Diane, Will and Matt, and I remembered how you and Will looked at each other. Then you left together. I guess I just felt left out. And then I got mad at you. I thought you were getting close to Will, and I thought we were really close. So I just figured that you wanted Will anyways. I mean, I kind of knew he might be gay. I just didn't really know about you. And the thing is, Dave, I...um...."
"What?"
"Nevermind."
"So what are you saying?"
"I want to be friends. Really. I guess I just needed to get that out. I do care for you as a friend. I really do. I got jealous I suppose. Right now I'm not thinking so well. And I'm so mad that Will would do something like this to you."
"Yah, well, me too. I just don't understand why."
"So, can we be friends? I know I've sort of treated you like shit lately. But I'm really sorry for doing that to you. You didn't deserve it."
"Yah, I guess so. Just, no more of this jealous crap. You're still one of my best friends."
"Cool."
And things were good between us. But that still didn't make me entirely happy. Will was just on my mind too much. Anyways, I guess getting over things will Xavier made me survive through Hell week. Exam week of course. At least, now I could study in my room with out feeling nervous the whole time. Finally, everyone was leaving to back home. I stopped by everybody's room before they left, giving them their Christmas gifts too.
First I stopped by Matt's room. "Hey Matt."
"Oh hey Dave. What's happenin bro?"
"Nothing. Just saying happy holidays to everyone and giving them Christmas gifts."
"Oh! Thanks man. Here, I got you one too. Hope you have a good holiday."
"You too. How are things with you and Diane by the way."
"Pretty good if I don't say so myself. If you want to see how well things are going, just see Diane. I like her so much. I'm so glad I finally got over my old girlfriend. How are things with Will? Oh shit. Sorry. I forgot. I promised Diane that I wouldn't say anything."
"Hehe, it's ok. I'm just glad you asked. I guess you're alright with me being gay?"
"Of course! Why wouldn't I be!? Plus, one of my best cousins is gay, so I'm not new to it or anything. I'm completely fine with it. So, things with Will gotten better yet?"
"No, but at least the swelling from the punch has gone down. Anyways, I still need to see more people so I will talk to you later. Keep in touch over the break!"
Next I went to Diane's room. "Hey hun."
"Hey Dave. Saying your goodbyes?"
"Yah. It'll be a month. But I'll miss not being with you guys. Here is your present. A little something that might help you with Matt." I got her flavored condoms from a sex shop. Just my idea of amusing.
"hmm? What is it?"
"Well, don't open it now! But also, don't open it up when you're around your parents."
"Dave...what did you get me?"
"Secret. Anyways, I hope you have a fun Christmas in Florida. No snow there right?"
"Yah. I'm kind of sick of the snow already. Boston is too cold. I can't wait to get to a little warmer climate."
"Alright then, call me sometime over the break, ok?"
"Of course! And tell me if anything happens between you and Will. Looks like the swelling has gone down."
"Glad you noticed. Ok. bye!"
After her, I just went through the dorm saying goodbye to the rest of my friends. My plane left tomorrow. As much as I wanted to talk to Will, I couldn't get myself to. If he wants to fix things, he should come to me. Why should I go to him? All I did was like him. That's it. So I went back to my room. "So, Xavier, I take it you are going back to Baltimore?"
"Yah. I can't wait. I haven't seen my family for four months."
"I guess I'll just give you your x-mas present there then. Because we WILL meet up when we are down there right?"
"Of course. So, how are things with Will? He still being an asshole?"
"Don't call him that. Only I can. No, nothing. But I'll give him some time I suppose."
"Whatever man. I would have killed him by now."
"Anyways, my flight leaves tomorrow at 12 p.m. How about you?"
"1 p.m. Guess we could take a cab or something together. Which airport are you going to? National or Baltimore-Washington?"
"National. You?"
"B-W airport. Oh well."
Eventually I fell asleep. The next morning, I cleaned up my room as much as possible. Then Xavier and I took a cab to Logan Airport. It was good to be friends again. We could share things. Talk again. I loved it. My flight left earlier than his, so he walked me to he gate. Before I got on the plane, I asked him, "So, you'll call me or something when we get down there?"
"Yah. Sure. I'll try calling as soon as possible. Hope you have a safe flight!"
"You too." I couldn't help myself. I just hugged him. It didn't matter. I guess we were more like brothers than like friends. He was the closest thing to a brother anyway. "Ok, bye!" And I boarded the plane.
I wondered when Will would be home. Maybe I could give him a call. No. He had to make the first move this time. Oh well. My mom and dad picked me up at the airport. Sofia was probably hanging out with Jeff and Allison with her boyfriend. "So, honey, how was your flight?"
"It was good, mom. Nothing exciting."
"So how is it to be back home?"
"It's great." It was already 4 in the afternoon when we got home. I'm glad my flight was early. That night, the weather forecasts called for snowstorms. I hate flying in inclement weather. Sofia and Allison came home for dinner. By that the time, the snow was coming down pretty hard. My mom had cooked a big dinner since I had come home. "Mom, you didn't need to."
"You be quiet. I'll do as I please. Who said it was for you anyway? Just kidding. It's just nice to have you home. I'm getting tired of Sofia and Allison anyways."
"MOM!"
"I was just kidding you two."
Ring. Ring. Hmm...that was the door. Who was that?
My dad said, "Now who could that be? It's snowing like crazy outside. Who would want to come out in this weather."
"I'll get it." I ran to the door and opened up.
Oh my god. It was him.
"Hi Dave."
------------------------------------ Endnote: Ok. I might take be a little slow on writing some more. Besides, I write better when I'm not so rushed. Schoolwork is getting crazy now. I still want to hear some more comments! Thanks to those who have been writing. Anyways, you can email me at Streyn@hotmail.com Thanks.