Sunday, January 30, 2011
with feeling this time
"You're confusing me." Derrick looked at Ian point blank. He didn't necessarily want to broadcast to the world that he was Ian's boyfriend, but he didn't really care who knew, either.
"I dunno." Ian looked as if someone had stolen his identity as he sat there on Derrick's bed. Derrick sat next to him. Ian mentioned Eric. How was he going to talk to his Dad and step-mom about the two of them if Eric was going to take it like this. Of course, Eric hadn't said anything yet to his parents.
"Its not the end of the world." Derrick touched Ian's wrist, but he didn't want to be touched. For a second, he imagined it was over. Just like that. Derrick sighed then and looked away, his shoulder touched Ian who was in his plaid flannel shirt. Derrick wore his High School Musical T-shirt ( finally wore after all this time.... when he helped out with the High School Musical version at his old school last year).
There was a silence. A very painful long silence.
"What does this mean?" Derrick finally asked.
"I'm sorry." Ian sucked in a breath.
"What?" Derrick snapped. He shook his head. He knew what he wanted to say. He wanted to tell Ian he was a big weenie and he didn't have a back bone and ...and.
"I just have to face the fact. Just get it over with." Ian looked at Derrick, who just gave him a sad look. Derrick kissed him before Ian had time to think anything else. He finally saw Ian's smile then. Derrick believed it then. They could do this. They could really do this. Because it was OK. This was All..All right. And somehow with a little faith, they would still be all right. No matter what. But it wasn't like it had to be done today.