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Chapter 17.6: The High and the Wasted
AMBROSE
This Friday night had just turned into something unexpectedly interesting for me and I’m sure it’s quite the same thing for August. I was just upset earlier right after telling my true feelings for him and now he’s in the same fucking room as me. How could something top that? The person that I like was in my house and that meant everything to me. I can’t fucking believe the blatant reality that I just took August home with me tonight. I never saw it coming but hey, this was something new for me and I’m looking forward for what’s going to happen in the next few hours.
I remembered throwing a tantrum earlier, smashing that bottle of beer was my way of coping up with what happened. It’s truly a scary, sort of barbaric act but I don’t blame myself for that because I clearly don’t know any better way to react. I’m just upset and somehow scared that
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AMBROSE“Whatever, I don’t want to talk about them right now. I’m a having a blast tonight. This was probably the best night that I ever had.” August shook his head probably trying to shrug all of the negative energy to a distant land. He was just letting me know that we shouldn’t talk about Rachel and Phil. “For now, let’s just have another toast.” He gave me an inviting smile as he raised his already empty glass.“Oh you’re out of whiskey.” I spat eventually grabbing the bottle of whiskey and pouring some on his glass. There’s still some ice left on his glass so there’s no need for a refill.“Cheers!” August said once I finished pouring.“Cheers!” I replied putting all my attention to him and we both drank in unison.I know there’s a lot of things going on inside August’s mind
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Dancing in his Storm Chapter 18.3: A Secret Affair
AUGUSTAll good things must come to an end. I remembered someone had said that or wrote that and now, the good thing between Ambrose and me just ended on a very positive note. He just left after taking me home and now I’m left indescribably hangover by him. I’m still having the hangover from last night’s full on blast, I still feel dehydrated and my muscles are aching, but that’s not even relevant because the hangover that I’m having about what happened between me and Ambrose was more powerful.I walked tardily inside our house and my mind was still occupied by the thoughts of the one Ambrose Haylock. I’ve never thought of him being gay, or even liking another guy in the slightest, not even when pigs fly but surprising things in life are meant to surprise you in the most unanticipated moment.After I having a shower, Ambrose and I ended up cooking some ra
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AUGUSTI’m not so sure as to why Ambrose had to write a note in a piece of paper when he could’ve easily sent me a text message. It’s the most digital and the easiest way rather than risking things just to drop that note under the bush. I don’t know what’s going on inside that head of his but I guess passing notes in secrecy felt even more romantic than just plainly sending a text message.The day rolled out pretty casual with me still playing the royal role of being Rachel’s picture perfect boyfriend. I don’t even know why I’m still doing this wild theatrical act when I don’t even need the protection anymore. Ambrose doesn’t have this hatred and anger for me anymore. He’s no longer yearning to beat the shit out of me. Perhaps it’s the popularity that I’m still gunning for and Rachel’s not failing at letting the light shining on
Dancing in his Storm Chapter 18.6: A Secret Affair
AUGUST“Why did you take me to this place just now?” I asked as walked carefully towards the spot where Ambrose had settled down. He was already pulling out the chips that we bought downtown out of the plastic bag.“I don’t know. It’s probably because we weren’t this close before.” He replied almost casually as I sat down right beside him.The breeze was blowing just cool enough that’s it’s almost refreshing. I sniffed the fresh air like I’ve been longing for it and it did not disappoint but rather fulfilled my expectations. I suddenly remembered the lack of fresh air back in Highmont and just by thinking about it makes me feel suffocated.I reached for the bottle of mountain dew and popped it open before eventually pouring some of it down to my throat.“Oh yeah, because we were fighting like we ar
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