I'll buy you a Twinkie

Chapter 10

"What the fuck am I going to do?" Gabe yelled as soon as his sister had left the room.

"Well, first off you need to calm down," Quent replied, seemingly remarkably unfazed by the whole situation. Although, to be fair it wasn't his world that was currently crashing down around him.

"It might not be that bad. Your sister seemed pretty okay with the whole thing. Your Mom might actually be more accepting than you think," He continued in a reassuring tone.

"That's not the problem here! I've never come out to anyone before ever, not even to myself in my head. How can I expect other people to accept me when I can't even deal with it myself? I'm not ready to let people know about something like that, I'm not confident enough to let people see the real me. What if this changes everything? What if when I reveal the real me, people won't like me or respect me anymore? If I tell Mom, then she'll tell everyone else because she can't keep a secret to save her life, then everyone at school will find out, and then they'll all hate me, and then you'll hate me because you won't be able to deal with all the bullying, and then you'll go away and leave me all alone," he ended, borderline hysterically.

Quent didn't know what to say, so he just went on impulse and reached over and wrapped Gabe up in a massive hug.

"Firstly," He said softly, his voice slightly muffled from leaning in to Gabe,

"I would never hate you. And neither will anyone else. You're still the quarterback, the captain of the football team, the school hero. Plus you're like the biggest guy in school, I pity any potential bullies. From what I know about you, I know that anyone should feel lucky to see the real you, and if they don't... fuck them."

"But..." Gabriel whispered, "I'm scared. Maybe when I open up this side of me all sorts of other things will come out as well. Things I don't want to think about. And what will Dav think? I don't know what I'd do if my own best friend didn't accept me. We've known each other since we were toddlers."

"If he's known you for that long, then I'm sure he'll accept you. I know. Let's call him now. You need to practise telling people anyway, and who better than someone sure to accept you? Sound okay?"

"Fine," said Gabriel, who was obviously extremely distressed since he'd never normally agree to something like that.

They called the number, Gabe anxious and slightly excited at the same time. Eventually Dav answered.

"Yep. Sup Gabe?" He asked in his usual laid back voice.

"Well, there's something I've wanted to tell you for a while now. But first I want to know that no matter what it is, you'll still stay friends with me," Gabe confirmed, nervously fiddling with one of the blankets on the bed he was sitting on.

"Of course man. We're bro's, dude, you know that!"

"Great. Well, what I've been meaning to say is...I'm gay." He uttered, stuttering a little on the word gay.

"Yeah, I know dude, what is it you wanted to say?" Dav casually replied.

"I'm not sure you heard me right," Gabe explained. "I'm GAY. As in, I like guys."

"Yeah, I know that. What, you expected something different? I've known you since you were two. You think I didn't know something that important?"

"But...but how?" Gabe stammered. "How long have you known?"

"Oh, about a year and a half now. Remember Felicity Barnes' party, that time when I couldn't drink, and you got totally smashed so I took you home?"

Gabe still couldn't remember anything that had happened that night, since he had been quite incredibly drunk the whole time.

Felicity Barnes' Party, one and a half years ago...

"Gabe, I have to get you home now. We have to go." Sighed Dav exasperatedly. He was still bitter about not being able to drink, but it couldn't be helped since he was leaving for a holiday in Canada the next day, and he had a plane to catch.

"Mmmm fine here. Wanna stay." Gabe slurred, the enormous amount of beer making him sound like a whiny four year old. Dav sighed, and pulled his friend up and away from the party, half dragging him out of the large house that was currently being trashed by a bunch of drunk teenagers.

"Noooo, wanna stay!" Said Gabe, weakly beating on Dav's back as he was carried to the car.

"I'll buy you a Twinkie," Dav tempted him, deciding that if Gabe was acting like a child he might as well treat him like one. It was surprisingly effective.

"Yay, Twinkie!" Gabe chorused.

They stopped off at a 24 hour convenience store to buy some painkillers (Dav assumed Gabe would have pretty devastating hangover in the morning) and a Twinkie. Up until this point Dav had been ignoring everything Gabe had been saying, but now he was getting him out the car he started to listen.

"You know what Dav. I'm gay! I'm really gay, I bet youuuu never knew that. I've toooootally always liked guys, girls are just so... They're just so icky, I mean really. La la la la la. Wait. That convenience store guy is cuuuute. Mmmm."

This was pretty shocking information to Dav, but when he thought about it a bit he decided it was probably just the drink talking. Even if it wasn't he wouldn't really mind, but it was likely this was just a side effect of the beer. He went off to find the things they needed, leaving Gabe by the checkout, hoping that they could get home soon and forget about the whole incident. On reflection, this probably wasn't a good idea.

By the time he came back Gabe was looking much better, he seemed to have sobered up a lot. However, he was also wildly making out with the checkout guy, so it was likely he was still very drunk. How they had even got to the point where both their shirts were off in the time it had taken Dav to collect two items was beyond him, however judging by the loud moans coming from both of them it wasn't a decision either of them regretted.

Dav marched up to them and pulled them apart, much to the disappointment of both of them.

"He is very drunk," said Dav, looking at the slightly guilty checkout guy, who he assumed had started the whole thing.

"And you, are being very irresponsible."

"It's not my fault," protested the blushing checkout guy.

"He just came up to me and started kissing me. Besides...he's really hot. I'm not going to stop him."

Dav internally face palmed. Of course Gabe had gone up to a random guy and started kissing him. Because there was no way THAT could have ended badly. However it did cement Gabe's claims that he was gay. It seemed that his best friend had been playing for an entirety different team all along.

"I made out with a checkout guy? I am never getting that drunk again. Plus how come you never told me this?" Gabe demanded, once Dav had finished his story. Quent hadn't looked overly delighted when it came to the bit about him and the checkout guy, but some things couldn't be helped.

"Meh, I figured you'd tell me sometime. Took you a while though. Wait, you don't have a crush on me or anything do you?"

"Hell no!" Gabe cried.

"No offence dude, but I don't like you that way. You are firmly in the friend zone."

"Also, he has me already," Quent added.

"So you two got together? Finally, the sexual tension between you guys was actually quite sickening at some points. But I need to get off the phone now, my credit's running low. See you later, bye." He called, hanging up.

Gabe was extremely glad that his best friend had been so supportive, but now came the real challenge. Tonight he had to tell his mom, and effectively, everyone she'd ever met. He was shitting himself.

Double figures! And this was a pretty long chapter as well. I forgot to put an author note at the end of the last chapter, but remember to vote and comment if you liked it.

The next update will probably be late (I usually update every week) because I am in SPAIN!!! But I'll try to update as soon as I come back, I'm only going for six days. The response to this story has been amazing so far, thank you to every one of my readers, over 700 reads is incredible for me.

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