Jack.
I don't know why I am telling him all this.
Maybe I just need to get it off my chest. It has been eating me up. The way I treated Patrick after. I am not the type of person that turns into a monster when they are in denial.
Right now it feels like I am in denial.
Patrick was right, I have gay panic.
Not because I hate the fact that I could be gay but because of my father. The one person I wish was proud of me. He looks at me and sees a disappointment. A mistake in his life that he wishes he could erase.
''How did that happen?'' Lance asks quietly. I can see the shock written on his face. I can't tell if he is upset. I could've fucked anyone else but the one guy that had a crush on my best friend. As usual, it is that one person that I shouldn't that I did.
''We were drunk,'' I tell him the truth.