Running

I thought it was all a dream what Chris said to me. I woke up again later that evening and saw my mom and dad still in there. Apparently everyone else already left, I groaned and my parents came up to me.

"Hey honey, you alright?" my mom asked. I tried to speak but couldn't, my throat was to dry. My mom went and got a cup of water as my dad went and told the nurse.

I sipped the water and tried again and it all came out in a whisper.

"I'm fine, I thought I dreamed everything," I said looking at the I V in my arm. "Guess not," I said and turned my head away from my mom and started crying as the nurse and my dad walked in. The nurse smiled at me.

"Don't worry I know you hurt but it'll be ok. This pain medication will help ok?" she said. I just nodded my head. My dad stood behind her and tried to catch my eye but I wouldn't look at him. Soon I felt sleepy and slipped back into dreamland.

I woke up the next morning and called Wil and asked him to take me to the hospital so I could see Brian. He agreed and I finished getting dressed.

Wil picked me up, and we headed to the hospital via McDonald's.

We ate as we drove and got there about 9. We went up to the hospital room and found Brian still asleep. His mom and dad told us that he woke up for a bit but then went back to sleep when the nurse gave him some pain medication. They still had not talked to him. I did not ask what about because I figured that was their business.

We waited and around 11 Brian woke up. He was groggy at first then started focusing more. The doctor came in and we all stepped out so he could examine Brian in private. He was in there for about thirty minutes or so and we kinda figured that he was talking to him about what made him go out in the storm, he came out and told us that Brian was fine and was recovering fine and would need to stay in the hospital for several more days.

He also told us about the fact that Brain will get cold very easily now because of the extensive time that he was out in the cold and that he will probably want to stay warm whenever it gets too cold, but to wait for him to make that decision because otherwise, he may get too hot if anyone forces him to get warm.

We went back in and talked for a few more minutes When Scott and Chad came in. We all talked for a while then the McCalisters asked us to step outside.

I enjoyed Chris, Chad, Scott and Wil being there and I was hoping that mom and dad would not say anything yet, they didn't until they asked them to step out.

After a few minutes of silence, my dad started.

"Son we don't know what you were thinking and were not sure how to help you but we want you to know that we love you no matter what." He started out saying.

"Help me," I said. "What do you mean help me, you saw the stories, you saw the magazines and you say you want to help me. Help me how? By changing who I am? Make me into someone that I'm not or try and have me exorcised? Is that it? Well, guess what I'M GAY. That is who I am, and if you don't like it then fine I'll move out, or I'll run away again and this time I'll make sure you won't find me." I was starting to cry by then and turned away from my parents.

My mom tried hugging me and I pushed her off and tried to get out of the hospital bed I stood up and everything went black.

The next thing I knew I was back in bed and there was a doctor standing over me.

"Well, young man next time you get out of bed try and go a little slower ok? Your equilibrium is out of balance and will take a while to get back to where it is supposed to be." The doctor said. I nodded my head and he walked out. After he left my dad came over to me and took my hand I pulled it out of his.

"Son we're sorry we didn't word it right. What we, we're trying to say is that we don't know how to help you, to make it easier on you to be gay. No son we don't know a lot about the gay lifestyle and we don't know how to help you but we love you for who you are. Son, we are sorry if we upset you, and yes we know you ran because of what you saw on our faces but son they were not the pain of you being gay but the pain of how hard the lifestyle will be for you." My dad said. He slowly took my hand again; I looked up at him with tears in my eyes.

"I'm sorry." Was all I was able to get out, as the tears continued, my dad bent down and hugged me. We talked for a while longer and agreed that unless I decided to tell someone that no one would find out. I was fine with that, I did tell them what Chris said to me and that I would like to talk with him in private before anyone else came back in. They agreed, gave me a kiss and went and got Chris.

Chris walked in here with a scared look in his eyes.

"Hey," I said with a smile, he smiled back and came over and stood next to the bed on my left-hand side.

"Hey. How are you feeling?" he asked. I took his hand and squeezed it.

"Fine now," I said. I could see his eyes shine bright not with tears but love.

"Good, you had us all worried. So I'm assuming you remember what I said to you?" he asked. I nodded my head.

"Yeah I do, and I remember me telling you yes. Chris I have loved you for a very long time, and I want you to know that my parents know about me being gay. You see that is why I was running. I came home and saw that some gay magazines I had and some gay stories I had from the Internet were on the coffee table in front of them. I got scared and just ran. I guess I have been running for a while now.

"I told my parents what you said and they are happy that I have found someone that wants to be with me. So you don't have to be scared ok." I said seeing the worry in his eyes."

He relaxed after a few minutes.

"Ok, I trust you." He said. I smiled at him.

"Now the next part is embarrassing," I said blushing. He started to laugh.

"What?"

"Well, they made me promise not to have sex with you till I was really ready and we talked with them first," I said turning red. Chris too turned red and laughed.

"I can live with that. I just love you Brian and I want this to work out. My parents know I'm gay also Chad, Michelle, and Jamie already knows that I'm gay and Michelle knows that I'm in love with you." He said.

"Cool. Well, Scott doesn't know what is going on as far as I know and I don't know how to tell him." I said.

"I don't either but I'll be here for you when you do tell him," Chris said. I smiled at him and pulled him closer to the bed. We looked into each other's eyes and smiled, then slowly out lips came together and we kissed.

There was a knock on the door, which broke us from our kiss. We smiled at each other and Chris went and sat in the chair by the bed.

"Come in," I said. Wil, Chad, and Scott all came in. They were all smiling at me and gave me a hug.

"Hey bro how you feel?" Wil asked me.

"Tired but ok. How are you?"

"Were fine just worried about you bro." I smiled at him. I have been waiting for Scott to ask me the question and I didn't have long to wait.

"Hey man. I'm glad your ok and everything and I hope you NEVER do that again, but dude why did you do it the first time?" Scott asked coming up to my bed and taking my hand in his. He walked passed Wil ignoring the pissed off look on his face.

I just stared at him for a minute and was deciding how to answer him.

"Well, Scott there's some stuff you don't know about me. Stuff I haven't told anyone not even my family but they found out anyway. Scott you and I have been friends since we were born, but Scott there's something you should know about me." I started out saying. I looked at him and could see the anxiousness in his eyes. "Scott the reason I ran because when I walked in the other day I saw pain and hurt on my family's faces, and the reason that there were pain and hurt is that they found out that I'm gay," I said.

Scott just stood and looked at me for a minute, I don't think it really hit him, but then it did. He took his hand from mine and just continued to stare at me.

"You're a fag?" he asked, now that hurt. "Man you can't be. I've known you my whole life, you can't be a fag." He said, I just stared at him, out of the corner of my eye I saw Chris get up and take my other hand and stare at Scott.

"The terms gay, he's...no we're gay. This is my boyfriend and if you don't like it then get out. I will NOT have you hurt him anymore then he has already been hurt." Chris said.

Scott just stared at us like we had two heads each.

"Man I can't believe this, I don't know you anymore," Scott said walking out. I saw Wil getting pissed and was about to go after him but I stopped him.

"No Wil let him go. If he can't handle that then there's nothing we can do about it." I said. Now tears were falling. I mean he has been my best friend for nearly 15 years, I thought we were tighter then that. Chris took my hands and held on to them. I turned and smiled at him. He lent down and kissed me, neither of us cared that our brothers were they're watching us.

We talked some about what has been going on when mom and dad came back in. They said they saw Scott leave and muttering something about a fag. I told them I told him about me and he didn't like it but that there was nothing I could do about it.

About noon the doctor came back in and said I was ok and that by the end of the week I should be able to go home. I felt relieved to hear that.

We talked some more and my mom and dad said that they said they would call Scott's parents and have them make sure that he didn't tell anyone. I told them no, I would take care of Scott.

Everyone left early that evening because I was getting very tired and needed my rest. Chris gave me a goodbye kiss right in front of my parents and all, but no one said anything especially after seeing the smile on my face and the light shining in my eyes. I don't know if I'll ever cry again, to many tears in to short of a space of time. I'm tired of crying.

With the hypothermia and all I was getting colder all the time, and I knew that when I left the hospital they would have to bundle me up really good or I may end back up in here.

As for school, I know everything will be ok. I don't know how I just do I'm not worried about Scott saying anything I know his way too well and he'd be too scared that people would think he was gay and all.

My family is great they have been supporting me all this time now and I think things are going to be great. Whenever Chris stays the night they don't say anything about us snuggling up on the couch or holding hands or anything.

Chris and my relationship has been great and no, no sex as of yet. We want to wait and let it be magical. I love his eyes and his hair still. He is still taller then me and I love it because we can do great slow dancing together.

As for me well I'll make it. I have gotten better and the doc said no permanent damage has been done I'll just be more susceptible to the cold than most people. As long as I'm with Chris I won't care, he'll keep me warm.

I had to get braces, but hey according to everyone they make me look sexy. Chris loves them and says they make me look so good he wants to go and get some for himself and we can compete for the longest kissing contest hehe. I liked that idea.

As I said I'll be going back to school soon but that is another story I may write about it I may not I don't know. Right now this is the end.

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The End