Bab 177: Chapter 174
As I had once told Kyle, there were always going to be people that were ticked off by us. The sad truth was that no matter how much the passed, a number of people would still not be okay with who we were and all we could do was accept that. I used to be pissed before, when someone assumed that they could mess around with me just because I was gay, and back them I always made them realize how wrong they were. But then I'd gotten tired of trying to prove a point. It had dawned on me that the more I tried to justify myself the more they believed I was in the wrong. So I had just lived my life and done whatever I wished without caring.
That had been my attitude since then, and when I had noted that Kyle was too troubled by other people's thoughts and comments, I had tried to get him to embrace my views as well. Which he had been doing successfully upto that point.
But there was something about the look and tone of voice of Miles' mum that bothered even me. It was off-putting and draining, she crossed her arms and stared at us as if she was still trying to wrap her mind around whatever she had witnessed. Sitting up, Kyle glanced at me, then he turned to the lady and just blankly stared at her. I recalled just what sort of people Miles' parents were. His dad was a preacher and his mum was basically the same. She had a strong belief in her faith and there were certain things which she just plainly regarded as wrong and wouldn't even take the time to put them into consideration.
Things such as two boys who loved each other. For us, it was completely normal. It wasn't something either of us could control. My love for him wasn't a choice I had made but rather an occurrence that had naturally occured because my heart had been attracted to his.
" Christ! What if my guests walked in on..." she waved her hand at us and shook her head.." Whatever this is!" she finished off. Still looking petrified. Then she went ahead to ask whether we were drank because in her mind, that was the only reasonable explanation as to why we would have been doing anything of the sort.
" Relax, it was just a kiss, it's not like we were doing anything wrong, " I casually told her. Though what I had really wanted to say was that we hadn't been fucking, but I assumed she wouldn't have appreciated my choice of words so I went with the more respectful version of them. She was holding a folded piece of paper and she started to use it to fan herself. Staring up at the sky like she was waiting for some explanation from the heavens.
" So are you trying to tell me that whatever you were doing was right?"
" And why wouldn't it be? I think I can freely kiss my boyfriend whenever I feel like it. "
" Boyfriend?" She chuckled humorlessly and pressed the tips of her thumb and forefinger to her closed eyes. Then she card our Miles' name even though he wasn't there and had the audacity to ask what sort of people he was bringing over to her house. Kyle held my hand and looked at me pleadingly. He could tell how ready I was to raise hell. That lady's comments were openly hurting him and I wasn't planning in just sitting there and letting her do so. There's no way I was willing to let anyone drag him back to the fear I had struggled so much to help him out of. It was people like her who made him feel like there was something wrong with him and I despised them for it.
Everyone was entitled to their own opinions, but if those opinions came at the expense of hurting others intentionally then it was only fair to reevaluate. It's why the world was never going to be fully accepting. Despite how much time passed, there were still going to be those who tried to make us feel like we weren't entirely normal. I was personally okay with all that shit because it never affected me, but now I had to worry about Kyle's interests and wellbeing as well.
" You're that boy from across the street, aren't you?"
I stood up, wrapping my hand around Kyle's shoulder just to keep him close, and to prove to her that he was mine and I wasn't ashamed of showing it. I confirmed her guess and just when I thought she couldn't possibly say or do anything worse, she went ahead and asked me whether my parents had any idea of what I was "Up to behind their backs". Because as far as she was concerned, being gay was right up there with murder and serious theft.
" Oh don't worry ma'am, they gave us their blessing. Actually, you're technically a preacher through association right?"
My question made her frown in confusion, and I smiled at her before I turned to look at Kyle, wrapping my hand around his nape and inching closer until the tip of my nose brushed against the skin of his cheek. He froze and didn't bother to turn to look at me. That discomfort he was openly portraying was what I wanted to get rid of, if he looked like he was guilty of something then others would definitely take note of it and use it against him.
" I know we're still young but say we wanted to get married.., "
Kyle immediately turned to me with wide questioning eyes. I was just messing with Miles' mum so that she'd leave us alone. But I seemed to only make her angrier, she didn't even wait for me to finish my statement before turning around on her heels and storming out of there with long strides. It was clear that our presence there was no longer appreciated, so I asked him whether he wanted to go back home and he nodded immediately. I held his hand and we started to make our way out. We came across Miles as we were leaving, he was with his mum and she was tightly holding his upper arm as she led him towards the direction we'd just come from.
" Ouch, mum! What's going on?" He asked, looking like his own mental timebomb was ticking and he really wanted it to just stop already. We stopped and Miles asked us what was up. The other three kids from school he had invited we also with him and they seemed entirely confused as well...they also looked a little high. I was sure no one would he able to easily tell just by looking at them, but all I needed was one glance and I was able to tell.
" Are these the type of guests you're bringing over to my house?!"
Miles asked us what was wrong but I didn't have the will to respond, or to be there anymore. Not when Kyle was squeezing my hand so much. I said we were leaving and gently pulled him along with me. I was glad that my house was just across the street because it would only take an actual minute or two for us to get there. I didn't stop until we were back in the safety of my room. When we got there, Kyle just angled himself to face me, then he tucked his head into my chest and hugged me.
" Don't mind her, she has no idea what she's talking about, " I gently tried to assure him. My hand smoothing over his back with the other arm pressing him to me even tighter. He didn't say anything, but I knew that's what he needed so I just gave it to him freely. And I had assumed that he wasn't going to share with me whatever it was he has been supposed to because he seemed worn out. When I asked whether we should just change and get I to bed he readily agreed. He was still sticking closely to me, almost as if he was trying to ensure I didn't leave or something. I knew it was just an action that had been bred by his need to feel more secure and accepted. I helped him finish up changing once I was done, then we got into bed and he just tangled himself to me. Wrapping his arms and legs around me and closing his eyes.
I smiled, then I started considering whether or not I ought to say something to make him feel more relieved, but in the end I decided to let it be. My presence would be enough, all I had to do was stay by his side and then later on I'd just remind him of how perfect and lovely he was.
" Can I have a kiss?" I asked before we fell asleep. He looked up at me, his expression completely serious at first, but then his features softened and he smiled a small but pretty smile. I didn't care what anyone out there said, because he was perfect in every way there was. And what I felt for him wasn't some joke that could he disregard or expected to die down after some time. If five years apart hadn't made my feelings disappear then nothing would.
He kissed me, short but deep and intimate, then he laid his head back on my chest and sighed. I was just waiting for sleep to overcome us both when he spoke.
" I talked to Chris today..."
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