“Lying, Dyke, Bitch! Go ahead, go to her! You Fucking Bitch!”

The confusion of it all, all the feelings tearing my heart apart, was overwhelming. My emotions were fighting with each other. The battle I was struggling with internally was physically taking it’s toll on me and as much as I tried I couldn‘t stop myself. I didn’t want to cry, I didn’t want to be weak, but it was all to much. The combination of fear and heartbreak I was feeling was taking over.

“Please Danny, I don‘t know what to do. I‘m scared. Please don‘t hate me. I’m so sorry. I love you. I do. But, I’m attracted to her. I’m so scared.”

I was afraid of my feelings for her and my heart was breaking because I was hurting him. It didn’t matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t stop the tears. I started crying uncontrollably.

“Dylan, don’t. Don’t do that. Please don’t cry. I hate to see you cry. All you did was cry when I first met you. I hated it, it broke my heart to see you sad.”

All that did was make me cry more. I couldn’t even answer him. He grabbed me and held me until I started to calm down. It felt good to be held by him. The fact that he was holding me let me know he didn’t hate me. And what he said let me know he was mad but he didn’t hate me.

“Shhh, Dylan. It’s okay. Everything is going to be okay. I am mad right now, but I don’t hate you. I could never, ever hate you Dylan, I could never hate you. I love you. Okay, do you hear me? I love you.”

His rough hands held my face as he looked at me. His eyes glossy from tears he was trying to hold inside. He took a deep breath before asking me the hardest question I’ve ever had to answer.

“I’m going to ask you something and I want you to tell me the truth. I need you to tell me the truth, Dylan. Look me right in the eyes and tell me the truth. I promise you I won’t be mad no matter you say and you promise me you will tell me the truth, okay?”

I nod, because anything more than that will cause another flood of tears. He nods back never breaking eye contact with me, even while clearing his throat in an attempt to control his emotion.

“Do you really love her?”

He started crying. Danny never cried and with all he went through in his life he had more reason to cry than anyone I ever knew, even me. But, in all the years I had known him, I never saw him cry, until now.

TBC?