Date: Tue, 14 Feb 2017 15:28:48 -0500
From: lewissiwel8890@aol.com
Subject: Wesley And Seamus Chapter 3

Wesley and Seamus
By: Wesley Lewis
CHAPTER 3: Seamus Comes Out

SEAMUS' POV

	When I got home I went straight to my room completely avoiding my
parents so I could change my clothes. As far as my parents knew I was only
at the hospital to visit a classmate. I'm not sure if I should tell them
the truth or not because I'm scare that what happened to Wes could happen
to me. Of course, my parents never really did discipline me or my sisters
much maybe the occasional swat on the hind but that was aggressive as they
got physically. Their mode of punishment was deprivation. When I got into a
fight at my last school I was grounded for a week with no television or
phone privileges. That wasn't the worst though. My parents firmly believe
in the one bad apple theory. So, for the whole week me and my two sisters
woke up to the television missing and our phones locked. I love technology
but I hate that my parents are so tech savvy.
	After changing clothes, I kept debating whether to tell them that I
was gay. The good thing was I had never heard my parents say anything bad
about the LGBTQ but then they didn't say anything good about it
either. Another thing was I was afraid they wouldn't let me see Wes
again. That was really my main concern as he is the only friend I've made
so far and truthfully, I think I might love him already.
	Both of my parents were born in Ireland before moving to America
when my older sister was born. They had also left Ireland because both sets
of grandparents didn't approve of them getting married so young. So, their
solution was immigrating to the US and never look back. Being Irish they
are both Catholics but we never really went to mass except for Easter and
Christmas. Them being catholic was another thing that made me hesitant to
come out. My parents knew what happened to Wesley but they didn't know my
involvement in the situation.
	When it got time for dinner I was determined to come out to my
parents and let them know about me and Wes. As we sat down to eat I
nervously picked at my food and didn't really eat much. When dinner was
finished, I felt like my stomach was in knots.
	After my sisters went to bed I went and asked mom and dad if I
could talk to them and we all sat down. I was so nervous I was sweating but
I finally managed to blurt out "I'm gay".
	My father chuckled and asked me "what was that laddie"?
	"I said I'm gay" I sat there looking at them and suddenly, they
busted out laughing which in turn made me cry because as I've been told I'm
a little sensitive.
	After seeing me crying mum got up and hugged me saying "oh darling
we're sorry but we kind of already knew that and when you started to talk
about Wesley we figured you'd tell us eventually"
	"But mum I'm the reason he got hurt'
	Mum, who always knew how to calm me down asked me what I meant when
I said it was my fault.
	"we went to his house the day before his mom did it. We were in his
room in an um, intimate position, and his father came in and caught us but
he wasn't mad, just a little shocked but he said he was happy that he could
be honest and told us to keep it quiet for now"
	My father got up and put his hand on my shoulder saying "Son where
do you get the idea that it was your fault? Did you tell his mother? No,
you didn't, and I don't think you ever would either. You are a wonderful
person and one I'm proud to call my son, you know we don't care who you
love because we will always love you."
	So, after that exhausting ordeal I went to sleep and for once I was
happier than id been in a long time.
	The next morning I woke up a beating on my door and my dad yelling
at me to hurry up and get dressed and I had a visitor.
	When I made my way down stairs I saw Wes' dad and my heart sank
because I just knew something must have happened otherwise he would've just
called. I don't remember what happened after that but when I came to I was
in the hospital and all I could think about was they brought me here to see
him one last time. I couldn't handle that and started to get out of the bed
before I felt a hand on my shoulder.
	When I looked up I saw dad's face looking down on me and he told me
to relax. I asked what happened and why I was in the hospital.
	"Well son when you saw Jason standing in the living room you just
fell over and were unresponsive, truthfully you scared the dickens out of
all of us. The doctors said you were dehydrated and that compounded with
the stress with Wes' situation proved a little too much."
	"Dad what happened with Wes' I need to know. I can feel something
isn't right"
	Dad always told me everything straight up because that's the kind
of man he is. He always says if you're not an honest man then you're no man
at all. "well son, Jason came by to tell you that wesley had a seizure in
the night and that the doctors had to perform surgery quick in hum to get
rid of the blockage that caused it. Before you say anything else son he's
back in his room right now but they have him in a medically induced coma so
he can heal."
	"When can I see him dad I've got to let him know I'm here so he can
get better, I can't lose him dad, my chest hurts knowing that he's
suffering."
	When I looked at my dad I could see tears in his eyes, my father
never cries thinking back the only time I ever remember him crying before
was when he got a call saying both of his parents had died in a car
accident, and when Layla, my little sister, was born. He looked at me with
a look that I will never forget and said "Son what you have there is true
love. When you feel what another person feels it means you are connected to
them by love the same way a child is to his parents. No matter what anyone
says love is love and never let anyone tell you any different either."
	After about a half hour a doctor released me with instruction to
eat a proper meal and drink plenty of fluids, we made our way Wesley's room
where mum and Jason were waiting. Jason got up and then the adults left
them room so I could have a minute with him alone.
	As soon as were we by ourselves I took his hand in mine and began
talking to him. I told him what he had missed in school and how bored Chloe
was without him there. Then I began to pour my heart out to him saying
"Wes, I don't know how you feel about me but I need you to know that I love
and I'm waiting on you to come back. You can't leave us you dad and me we
both need you to wake up so you can bring a little joy into our lives. I
need to see your smile and those sky blue eyes of yours. Please don't leave
me". When I went to get up I felt my hand being squeezed. I took that as a
sign that he heard me and was fighting his way back. I told Jason about it
and he too had felt his hand being squeezed as well.
	A little later the doctor came by and informed us that they would
start to wean him off the drugs that induced his coma in the morning but it
could take a while for the drugs to wear off and then it was up to Wesley
to wake up. After hearing that I had faith that he would come back to us
and even more so hoped he would come back to me so we could be together.

Hi guys Jack here thanks for the reading. Special Thanks to William B. and
Robert M. for their replies.

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