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    Keep Me – (Chapter: (6)Pulling Out the Story Books)

    Story written on July 31, 2009 by as8.
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    Life stories…or tragedies. Which ever.

    “I guess I figured you’d tell me when you were ready. Your not the type to just open up to a virtual stranger. So I thought I just shouldn’t push you”

    “Well, I said we’d get to know one another. So ask away”

    She looked hesitant. She was probably wondering if that was an invitation to ask or not. So I take a deep breath and remove the UCLA jacket. , fully exposing my chest. I then remove my sunglasses. I keep my beanie on. I’m not ready for that just yet.

    “Guess I have something he doesn’t”

    She giggles and turns to the view in front of us.

    ‘”did he tell you I’m a girl?”

    “Yup…that he did”

    “If he told you that…why was he acting like it was some big secret”

    “I have no idea. I don’t even know why he was talking to me at all. I told him this morning that I wanted nothing to do with him because…because it was just so easy for him to lie to me about his entire life”

    “So you were close then?”

    “No. I was close with the old Aiden. The one in high school. This Aiden, he- he’s just such a bad person. So different. I only kept him around in hopes that the old Aiden would come back. The old Aiden is all I had. My father died, my mom is a bitch, and my sister, kyla, she’s in New York for college…and she won’t even talk to me”

    During her little rant she looked so strong. Like none of what she was saying affected her. I know better though. I grab he hand and give it a reassuring squeeze. I think that helped. I wouldn’t know how to comfort anyone. Maybe she’d feel more comfortable if I share too. Worth a try I guess.

    “When I came out to my family my mom freaked and kicked me out of the house. It took a month for my dad to get her to let me back. My brothers…”

    I chuckle at the memory.

    “My brothers thought it was cool and my dad said he always knew. I was 12 at that point. Mom stopped talking to me and I started getting into cars. I would always be around my dads shop. He didn’t know anything about it but he inherited it from some dead uncle. Aiden’s older brother Chase basically ran the place so my dad left it to him. Chase, he taught me how to drive and about all the crap inside the car. I remember Aiden would be so pissed ‘cuz his brother would hang with me more often…..umm….the year I turned thirteen my dad was diagnosed with and died from lung cancer. A year later my brothers died in a plane accident coming home for Christmas. So, at age fourteen it was just me and my homophobic mom. That’s when I started racing.”

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