06-25-2014, 02:47 AM
I don't know what to do, yesterday went as normally as any other day. I dropped Cooper off at work that morning, and then went to work myself. We played Mario Kart together and had a few beers and then he suddenly told me that he was going to hang out with his friend Jessica.
I sat in the apartment that evening bored, for awhile, went a few rounds with the speed bag, over cooked a hotpocket in the microwave...things like that. When I suddenly got a call from Cooper.
Before I could get a word out he told me to shut up and just let him talk, that he had something to tell me. I was instantly worried, thinking he was going to tell me that he had cancer or something like that. But he blurted out I love you, and I told him that I love him too hoping he would hurry up and tell me what was wrong with him, but he said that he loved me in a different way, that he was in love with me, that he pretty much had always love me. He told me that I was the most important person in his life, and then ended the call with, "You're the love of my life, Jack." And then he hung up on me.
I was in shock, I mean I knew he was gay but I didn't think I was his type. We are almost complete opposites.
I am straight, I've only ever dated and had sex with women. There is a girl that works at a bakery down the street where I live and I always ask for apple fritters, I hate apple fritters but they are on the bottom shelf and when she reaches for them I can see down her shirt. Its a shitty example but I have only ever looked at women in that way.
I haven't seen or heard from him since he called me and I'm worried, and scared that since I can't be with him that way that he won't have anything else to do with me. He is the most important person in my life as well. The only person that I trust, the only family I have. My mom wasn't worth shit, my brothers and I were taken away from her when we were kids and I haven't seen them or my mother since.
I never understood why he wanted to be my friend in the first place, I was a bad kid always fighting, hating everyone, being destructive.
He kept trying to share those damned animal crackers with me, even thought I was so mean to him he never gave up on me and we became friends over pokemon of all things haha.
Maybe I should have known how he felt about me, all these images keep popping into my head like videos,
The day he told me he was gay and then was so nervous about what I would think he threw up, or how he never got along with anyone I dated, and so many other moments.
He should hate me if anything, he was a well off kid, nice house, nice family, nice clothes, when he came out his dad raised all kinds of hell, saying he didn't have a son, calling him a nancy and horrible things, I punched him and broke his jaw.
He agreed not to press charges if Coop left his house and never came back, and he never did. I made him lose his home and his family. He went from never wanting for anything to working at taco bell.
Maybe he would be better off without me in his life, I'm poison everyone around me gets hurt or leaves me, my mother, my brothers....but I'm too selfish to let him go without a fight. He's my family, my friend.
I've probably been hurting him all these years, not knowing how he felt about me because I was too stupid to notice.
We haven't left each other's side in years, I don't want to lose him, what should I say to him?
I never in my life have opened up to anyone this much about what I'm feeling and ask for help but it's easier for me to talk to strangers online that I can't see face to face. I apologize if this post is too long or too rambling, I'm just at such a loss as to what to do..I wish I could return his feelings, him being hurt is the last thing that I want.
I sat in the apartment that evening bored, for awhile, went a few rounds with the speed bag, over cooked a hotpocket in the microwave...things like that. When I suddenly got a call from Cooper.
Before I could get a word out he told me to shut up and just let him talk, that he had something to tell me. I was instantly worried, thinking he was going to tell me that he had cancer or something like that. But he blurted out I love you, and I told him that I love him too hoping he would hurry up and tell me what was wrong with him, but he said that he loved me in a different way, that he was in love with me, that he pretty much had always love me. He told me that I was the most important person in his life, and then ended the call with, "You're the love of my life, Jack." And then he hung up on me.
I was in shock, I mean I knew he was gay but I didn't think I was his type. We are almost complete opposites.
I am straight, I've only ever dated and had sex with women. There is a girl that works at a bakery down the street where I live and I always ask for apple fritters, I hate apple fritters but they are on the bottom shelf and when she reaches for them I can see down her shirt. Its a shitty example but I have only ever looked at women in that way.
I haven't seen or heard from him since he called me and I'm worried, and scared that since I can't be with him that way that he won't have anything else to do with me. He is the most important person in my life as well. The only person that I trust, the only family I have. My mom wasn't worth shit, my brothers and I were taken away from her when we were kids and I haven't seen them or my mother since.
I never understood why he wanted to be my friend in the first place, I was a bad kid always fighting, hating everyone, being destructive.
He kept trying to share those damned animal crackers with me, even thought I was so mean to him he never gave up on me and we became friends over pokemon of all things haha.
Maybe I should have known how he felt about me, all these images keep popping into my head like videos,
The day he told me he was gay and then was so nervous about what I would think he threw up, or how he never got along with anyone I dated, and so many other moments.
He should hate me if anything, he was a well off kid, nice house, nice family, nice clothes, when he came out his dad raised all kinds of hell, saying he didn't have a son, calling him a nancy and horrible things, I punched him and broke his jaw.
He agreed not to press charges if Coop left his house and never came back, and he never did. I made him lose his home and his family. He went from never wanting for anything to working at taco bell.
Maybe he would be better off without me in his life, I'm poison everyone around me gets hurt or leaves me, my mother, my brothers....but I'm too selfish to let him go without a fight. He's my family, my friend.
I've probably been hurting him all these years, not knowing how he felt about me because I was too stupid to notice.
We haven't left each other's side in years, I don't want to lose him, what should I say to him?
I never in my life have opened up to anyone this much about what I'm feeling and ask for help but it's easier for me to talk to strangers online that I can't see face to face. I apologize if this post is too long or too rambling, I'm just at such a loss as to what to do..I wish I could return his feelings, him being hurt is the last thing that I want.