|𝟑𝐱 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐃|
In this touching coming of age drama, 𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐔𝐄𝐋 goes through life in search of answers that no one can supply him with. When he discovers the source of his pain and the seemingly obvious remedy, he decides to end his own l...
The first time we talked about the kiss, we were a little drunk. You'd stolen some beers from your cousin Selene and we'd taken them up to your room. The taste was sour and disgusting. It was cheap beer. The kind that, I would learn later on, they served at frat parties. Ugh. I can taste it now as I write.
It was the start of sophomore year and I didn't think you'd bring it up. But then you did and a small part of me was happy. The drunk part of me was hoping for another kiss.
That didn't happen.
But you did admit that you liked it. And somehow, that was even better. Because now I wasn't freaking out that it wasn't just me. I didn't feel like such a freak anymore. You liked it too. You liked the kiss too. Some of my confusion went away that day.
It just as quickly came back when you threw me to Selene. Date her, you said. You guys would be good, you said. She thinks you're a cute guy, you said.
She was pretty, but she wasn't you. Oscar, you had to have known that it was you that I wanted. We were both confused about a lot of things. But not about this.
The sparks between our lips when we kissed, there was no confusion there.
I wish you had stopped me when I said ok and agreed to date her. Maybe then she wouldn't be receiving letters too.
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