Interlude
The night air was chilly, even from the blasting heat of summer just hours before. I guess one gets used to it after awhile. I was walking around in Perrin Park when I spotted a familiar figure. Scott. He seemed down, but his hood was masking his face so it was hard to tell. I decided to go up to him.
I heard a sniffle as I heard him say "Go away, David." It took me by surprise as I didn't think he saw me, more or less heard me. He must have known what I was thinking because just then he answered, "I saw you walking earlier. I know how you love walking." It was ironic because I wasn't the most in shape fellow.
"Why are you here alone, Scott?" I asked ignoring his comment on walking.
"I could ask the same for you."
"You answered that yourself just a second ago. I love walking. That doesn't explain why you are here." It took him a few seconds to reply. He seemed to take note of the chill of the dusk.
"Maybe I like walking." He hesitated and I knew it. We both know he doesn't care for walking, much less the outdoors. I just gave him a concerned look and it looked like it worked.
"Okay, I'm depressed. I always go out here at night when I feel down. It clears the mind, ya know?" That phrase bothered me. Ya know?
"I can see why. It is calm and the sound of nature helps a little. Would you mind telling me why you are feeling depressed?"
He looked at me for the longest time. He almost couldn't break the stare, but when he finally did, I saw the slight formation of a tear forming in his eye.
"I don't know how to put this," He started to whisper, "but I'm gay."
We both sat there in silence, his head bowed and me in some shock. I say some because it was sort of obvious he wasn't straight. Bisexual at least. As the thought zoomed through my mind for what seemed like several minutes, he did something unforgettable. Something that was most likely expected.
He kissed me.
