Ch.20 -The Moment Of Truth Part 2-

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December 28th, 2012

It’s getting closer and closer to my deadline and I still need to tell Demetrius that I’m gay. We really haven’t been talking that much since Christmas because I’ve been busy planning with Ariel how I would come out to my parents. She’s been very helpful with the whole planning process; Marisol gave me some more advice if this would either go good or bad:

“Que va a estar bien, todos estamos aqui para usted incluso siusted es los padres no aceptan. Tenemos los brazos abieertos, siemprey cuando usted no tiene relaciones sexuales conDemetrio entonces estamos bien.”

This translates to ‘It’ll be alright, we’re here for you even if your parents don’t accept you. We have open arms as long as you don’t have sex with Demetrius then we’re fine’. Yup. Words of inspiration. I had to get the translation from Ariel because Marisol was in a rush to the store when she was telling me. But yes I eventually had the guts to sit my parents down to have a talk instead of procrastinating until it’s too late to say anything.

I did it and there was definitely some shock…

I stared at Mom and Dad while they got comfortable on the couch; I didn’t know what to think would happen right now. Mom smiled at me but had an eyebrow risen.

“Honey, is this important because I have food in the oven?” Mom asked.

Dad had just got home from work and he seemed really tired so I just had to make this short and sweet so I wouldn’t be a bother. “Yes, son, is this important?”

“It is. I’ve been meaning to tell you guys something very important about me for a while…” I looked down at my hands not sure how to put this sentence in an easy way.

Mom frowned, “What is it, sweetie, you can tell us anything?”

“I’m gay.” I mumbled under my breath. It was finally out in the open but my parents, of course, didn’t hear me say it.

“What?” they said in unison, leaning closer to hear me.

“I’m gay.” I spoke up causing them to fall back into the couch with shock written all over their faces. That couldn’t be good. What were they thinking right now? Did I just make the right decision by telling them?

Mom started to get up with a blank face.

“Mom…?”

She lifted me up and gave me a friggin bear hug! Jumping up and down in joy; I’ve never seen her so happy in my whole 13 years of living. Even when she takes me shoe shopping with her and she sees a new pair of heels.

“MY SON’S GAY! MY SON’S GAY! MY SON GAY! MY SON’S GAY!” she turned to dad with me still in her grasp. He was still shock. Damn, what did I do…? “OUR SON’S GAY! OUR SON’S GAY!” she suddenly dropped me on my face and started to giggle. “I gotta call Barbra!” they pranced to the kitchen to talk on the phone leaving me and Dad alone in the living room.

It really did surprise me at how excited my mother was just that I was gay; she called all of her friends and stuff bragging about me. I didn’t care so much about that, I cared that Dad didn’t speak to me at all. He just got up and walked away. I guess having a gay son for him was like a slap in the face. No grandkids and stuff. Maybe I should give him more time. I called Finn later that night to tell him the news.

“Hello?”

“Hey, Finn.”

“Hi, Tyler. So I’m guessing you came out to your parents?”

“Yup.”

“How did it go?”

“It went alright…my Mom was overly excited about it.”

He chuckled. “That’s good. What about your Dad?”

“I don’t know. He didn’t say anything. Just left.”

“Maybe you should give him more time.”

“I guess so.”

“He has to get used to the idea of his son not bringing home girlfriends but instead boyfriends.”

“Yeah... I would need time too. What did your dad do when you told him?”

“Uh, he was alright with it.”

“That’s great!”

“Yeah, but he talk for me for a couple of days.”

“Why not?”

“I have no idea. My mom says it’s his way of coping.”

“Do you think my dad is doing that?”

“I don’t know. Everyone has different ways with dealing with things.”

“I guess…alright, Finn, I’ll talk to you later.”

“‘Kay. Bye.”

“Bye.”

Now the only thing let is to tell Demetrius the truth…


 

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