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After Salt Lake City we headed onto Aspen, Colorado. As we were passing through the mountains of Colorado, London never let go of my hand. I'm not sure if it was for his comfort or for mine, but either way, it felt good just to hold his hand in public. It felt even better to show my affection for him in public.
“So what are we going to do when we get to Nebraska?” I asked looking up at London.
“Well I think my aunt still lives there,” He said, ”if not, then I know my cousin does. He'll help us no matter what.”
“And what if he doesn't want to? What if he doesn't understand us?”
“He does, I know he does.” London said with a smile and wink.
“Oh, I get it.” I said with a smile and a small chuckle.
“I love you London.”
“I love you too Josh.” London leaned down and carefully kissed me on the lips. It was soft and light, but still loving.
When we broke the kiss, I rested my head on his shoulder, and kissed his neck lightly. It was nice being able to sit there and be ourselves. I wished it could have been somewhere else, but this would have to do. At least, we were together.
When we got to Aspen, we got off the bus again. We went to try and to find a quick snack. As we sat in the bus terminal, I thought about our friends, and our families. I wondered how they were taking it all?
I knew London's mom must have been crying along with my mom, my dad was probably pissed, and driving around town looking for me. He's probably called my brother and told him about me, and while knowing Michael like I do. He was freaking and trying to convince our dad that there was no way I was gay. 'In all the years we shared a room I couldn't have been gay.' I already knew his exact words.
It was just his way to masculine personality.
He bashes fags worse than anyone. I remember when he was in high school, he an a few other guys beat this kid pretty bad. Broken nose, fractured ankle and lower shin, knocked out his front teeth, and all he got was a suspension and had to write a letter of apology to the kid and his family. He thought the kid was gay, turns out he wasn't.
I know my dad would have already called my best friend, Danny and his parents. Knowing him he wouldn't have said a thing about me, but asked where I was and if anyone knew my whereabouts, then accused Danny of hiding me. Danny's dad would have thrown my dad out of the house and threaten him to leave his family alone.
How I missed Danny's family. They were great and actually openly accepted the gays. His dad was black and his mom was half black so they always thought that since they were discriminated against. Then why should they hate the gays? His dad always told us that's the one thing the blacks and gays have in common is how people treat them today. People are more accepting to blacks now, but some still hate them. Why should they hate people who already hated when they can join them together and stand up for rights. I remember the day when he gave me and Danny that speech after Danny made a gay joke. That really did change everything for Danny and me.
“How do you think everyone is dealing with us leaving?” I asked London quietly.
“Who knows. Most probably don't even notice except for our parents, but most of my friends I doubt really noticed, well except for Michelle. You remember her right?”
She's the girl that wants to get with you.”
“That's the one. Well I know she's noticed I'm gone and probably sent me a hundred texts. I turned my phone off to save the battery.”
“Let me see your cell phone, I need to text some friends.”
“Here.” He reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone.
“Thanks.” After turning it on, I scrolled through the 18 new texts, all from Michelle, and deleted each one.
“Your right, she sent you 18 texts in a few hours.”
“Wow. She's obsessed.”
“Not for long.”
“What are you going to do?”
“Ruin my father's reputation, and get this bitch off your ass. You're mine and no one else can have you.”
“Okay. And you're only mine. I love you.”
“Love you too.”
I smiled up at London and turned back to his phone.
J<Hey Michelle. Its Josh.>
M<Hey Josh. Why are you using London's phone?>
J<It's hard to explain but we won't be around any more.>
J<My dad found me and London together. We were making out in my bed.>
J<Ummmm. . .me and London are dating.>
J<Yes. Now back off bitch hes mine.>
M<How do you know?>
J<I'm dating him!>
M<And how do I know that's not a lie?>
J<Why would I lie about that?>
M<You want him and know I do so you're making this up to keep me and London from being together, like we're suppose to be.>
J<Well trust me he isn't interested in you. He's gay and so am I.>
J<THE TRUTH! Now chill bitch and leave him alone he doesn't even really like you.>
M<Where are you?>
J<I'm not telling you.>
J<Why do you want to know?>
M<I want to meet you guys somewhere and talk this out.>
J<Well trust me we can't get any where near you and you can't get anywhere near us.”
M<Why not? Where are you guys?>
J<Not in the state.>
J<Had to run away.>
Michelle will leave you alone and spread the fact that we're gay and
dating. It will make it back to my father and his reputation is
“Okay. I doubt they will be able to track us and I doubt my mother will help them. Our cell phone contract is actually my Uncle's so my mom can't do anything to help and especially if they hear what your dad was doing and was going to do.”
“Exactly. And as long as my mom says she didn't want that, then he can't do anything.”
“I love you Josh.”
“I love you too London.”
We sat there for a while longer wondering about life and everything else. The bus was delayed because of a storm, so they put all of us up in a cheap hotel. London held me close to him with his warm body pressed against mine, the only thing that covered us were our boxers. With my head resting on his chest, and his arms wrapping around me, I slept soundly in the uncomfortable bed. Being with London made me forget about everything else that was going on and let me rest.
When we woke up the next morning we still had to wait till late that evening to go on to Max, Nebraska to fuel up, and then to Lincoln.
. . . . . .TO BE CONTINUED. . . . . .
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