Things We Shouldn't Read Chapter Three

Time just was not on my side. The next few days after sending out my letter didn't drag on, no, they fuckingflewby. What's worse then that is on Saturday, sleep found me until 1:3o PM and I totally blew off my lunch date with Jon. Then of course the rest of Saturday I was forced into every time consuming activity in the world. I couldn't even stay up past 1 Am that night. And of course, this morning, I slept late. And when the first thing I wake up to are bright red numbers that say 2:oo PM, I'm going to be bitchyallday. So of course my Mom wasn't too happy when she turned to see me trudging down stairs mumbling angrily to myself with a pout on my face.
"Mom." I groaned, taking a seat at my kitchen counter.
"What, Brendon?" She sighed, and went back to washing dishes , from whatever meal they'd eaten today.
"Why didn't you wake me up?" I yawned and laid my head on the cold, cream coloured, marble counter top. Aww, the wonders of not having granite.
"Brendon." She turned around from the sink and sighed. "Let's not start playing the blame game. You told me not to wake you up on the weekends. So I don't." Damn.
"Well, if I sleep past 11, wake me up. New weekend rule." I yawned again and sat up, feeling a little bit more awake.
“Mhm. No promsises.” After one minute of awkward silence, I got up and left the room. Figuring I should get my day started, I went to my room and looked for clothes to wear today. Black dark wash jeans seemed to appeal to me today and a totally faded red and black My Chemical Romance t-shirt and my black high top converse seemed to complete the deal. And right as I was leaving to go take a shower, the phone rang.
“Hello?” I answered, not caring to see who it was.
“Hey! It’s Jon! Can we hang out today? Pleeeeaaassseee?” He dragged out the please and I of course, said:
“Ya, of course. I’m about to take a shower so, I’ll head over in like twenty minutes?” I ran a hand through my hair and I heard Jon squeal from the other line. Ya he’stotallystraight.
“Yay! See you then! Bye!” He hung up and I had to laugh at his excitement.
“Sogay.” I sighed heading for my door again.
“Who’ssogay?” Yep, that was my mom standing at the doorway, holding a basket of laundry.
“Um, No one. I’m just mumbling stuff. I’ma go take a shower now.” I moved passed her quietly and finally made it to the bathroom. Once again only thinking one thought.
Yep, that wasn’t awkward in the least.
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“Brendon are you even listening?” Jon asked. I was in his car and he was driving us to some random place twenty-five minutes out of town.
“Sorry just zoned out.” I shook my head and glanced over at him.
“Are youstillobsessing over that letter thing?” He sighed and paused the music that I hadn’t even noticed had been playing in the background.
“I know right? I just came seem to get my mind off of it. I can’t say I want tomorrow to come but I wish I could just get it over with.” I laughed bitterly as Jon effortlessly swung into a parking space.
“Oh my god, I mean really Bren? It’s just a fucking letter.” He said as he turned off the car and got out. I followed him and looked up at the large, brown, wooden sign that was in front of me.
“”Kellis park?” I questioned the name and Jon walked over next to me.
“We need to talk and I figured this is a good place to do it.” And then we were walking.
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“So what did you want to talk about?” I asked as we made our way down a path that was shaded by trees.
“Well, it’s about something really personal.” He said. I looked up at him but he kept his head down.
“Jon it can’t be that bad.” I laughed slightly and he brought his head up.
“I’ve lied to you for five years Brendon.” I recoiled slightly.Five years? What the hell could he have even lied to me about?
“You lied to me? About what?” He stopped and so did I. This time he turned to face me completely.
"I'm-I'm gay Brendon." He stuttered slightly and he met my eyes.
"What?" I was in utter shock that he'd just said that. Jon was actuallygay?
"Brendon please don't make me say it again." He pleaded slightly.
"Well I can't say this comes as a complete shock." I laughed.
"What?" He shook his head in disbelief and I just laughed again.
"Jon, you act more gay then I do. I always knew you weren't completely straight." He laughed then too.
"Mhm. Well just keep in mind Bren that just because I'm gay, doesn't mean I like you." He turned his back on me and started to walk away.
"Oooh. That's cold Jon." I ran to catch up with him and we laughed.
And finally my mind was off that stupid goddamn letter. And instead I was finally having fun.
Laughing and talking with Jon about every guy we'd ever thought was hot. while more-or-less, skipping through a park like the gay best friends we happen to be.

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Just a filler. My gay best friend wrote the end. He says hi to everyone. Comment and I'll update sooner which means xmydecemberx will update sooner too. Pieces!