The Problems With Being Gay At 13

Ch.5 -I'm a sexy beast?-

September 21st ,2012

“I know you’re gay.”

Kept replaying in my head all last night so I wasn’t able to sleep. All I kept wondering was how she knew, how she knew, how she knew!! Believe me I’ve known I was gay when I first saw a shirtless guy washing his guy and I dropped my ice cream cone in awe. What was that like when I was 10? So I’ve known I was gay for a while and I’ve tried to hide it ever since. But how did she know? When they showed up at my doorstep I could tell I looked a mess. Bags under my eyes, messy hair, and ugly clothes; I wouldn’t have been surprised if I was still in my pajamas.

“Uh, Tyler, are you okay?” Ariel asked.

I shrugged and walked ahead.

I felt like a fucking zombie. No sleep was catching up to me and I felt like crap.

“Tyler, is something wrong?” Demetrius asked me.

I wasn’t prepared for him to talk to me; I have to be in the right state of mind for that.

I looked at him dumbfounded then at Ariel. “You! I need to talk to you!”

She raised an eyebrow. “Ok.”

I didn’t really know what I was going to say to her at the time but I was determined for some reason.

“What do you want, Tyler?”

“How did you know I was gay?” I whispered sharply being conscious that Demetrius was right behind us.

She smirked with content. “Because I know a sexy beast when I see one. Now be a doll and hold my bag. Please and thank you.”

WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?!! I mean really? What the hell does that mean? Through the whole school day I tried thinking about it but nothing came up. Blank. After school Ariel insisted on me coming over so I did for some odd reason, I’m still trying to figure that out now. When we got there Ariel started screaming like a hooligan at a random woman with black hair sitting on their couch. The women got up and hugged the crap out of Ariel and Demetrius when they finished I was forced to stand there awkwardly in the doorway.

“Ariel, Demetrius, who’s your friend?” it appeared she had a slight Spanish accent.

“Marisol, this is my love, Tyler. Tyler this is the women who gave birth to me and gave me up to Danny and Alex, Marisol.”

Marisol laughed. “It’s true; I was a 14 year old pregnant girl. What was I supposed to do, but I came back to find my little daughter at age 3. Living with dos hombres gay and a little boy. I loved this family like it was my own, they did too. Every year I come to visit my little chica extravagante and her hermano gay.”

After hours of talking to Marisol she’s a pretty nice lady. Hard to believe she gave birth to Ariel because she’s so weird. When I got home Mom yelled at me for not being home immediately after school. That’s what I get for trying to be nice. Anyway, besides that it was a day full of me feeling lifeless and like a zombie. I’m still wondering what Ariel meant by “sexy beast”.

11:04

I’m a sexy beast?

11:05

Ariel called me a sexy beast.

11:06

I am a sexy beast and lovin’ it.

12:00

Wait….what?