Just a friend, nothing more.

-CC's POV-

I can't believe what happened when I told them. It's just not fair, really, it isn't. I thought they would accept me. But they didn't.

*leaving the date on Friday night memory*
"I love you, Ashley," I giggled as we walked out of the bowling alley hand in hand. He kissed me on the cheek briefly.
"I love you, too, CC. Will you be my boyfriend?"
"Of course, baby! When should we tell our parents?"
"Tonight, I think, because we just had our first date. If that's ok with you, though, darling," he said to me.
"It's fine with me. It's too late to tell together, but I guess alone is survivable," I agreed, and it was settled. We would tell our parents about us tonight. I was dropped off first. I kissed my Ashy deeply and slowly before we finally pulled away, considering we had an audience watching from the car.
"Good luck, C," Ashley whispered. I nodded.
"You, too, baby." I kissed him quickly, one final time, and then headed up towards the house where my parents were waiting for me.
"Christian, could you come here for a moment, please?" My mother called from the living room.
"Course," I replied as I kicked off my shoes and entered the room.
"Outside-your father and I saw through the window-were you kissing Ashley?"
"Oh, yeah, just about to tell you about that. Ashley is my boyfriend!" I announced proudly with a smile on my face. My parents were not amused.
"No, no, he is certainly not your boyfriend," my father stated in a matter-of-fact voice.
"Yes, he is. I love him," I responded, trying to mimic his tone of authority.
"No, you don't. This is completely unacceptable. You are not gay or bisexual, do you hear me? Ashley Purdy is not your boyfriend, I won't allow it! If you break up with him now, I might consider allowing him to remain your friend."
"No," I said calmly, and he stood up.
"What did you say?"
"I said, no. I am gay, Ashley is my boyfriend, and I love him. I will not break up with him just because you're a homophobe who can't even accept his own son!" I screamed the last part, tears in my eyes. How could they be so misunderstanding?
"Then leave!" He shouted. "You can move out, for all I care! In fact, that's what I want you to do. You have a choice, Christian Coma. You can A, break up with your boyfriend, Ashley Purdy and eliminate all forms of contact with him and live here with us. Or B, stay with him and leave this house. It's your choice," he yelled. My bottom lip quivered, and I didn't even bother to attempt to cease the heavy flow of tears streaming from my eyes.
"Fine then! I will!" I screeched, running upstairs to pack my bags. "It's better than living under this roof with you people!" Through blurry vision, I managed to stuff some clothes, money, and other random essentials into a bag I could carry. I wasn't planning on living on the streets, thank god I had friends as great as the guys who probably wouldn't mind if I bunked with them for a while. My father was still in a twisted rage when I returned downstairs, dragging my limited things behind me. I didn't look at them as I opened the door and cast myself out of their lives. As I began to walk up the street, I suddenly heard my mother running up behind me.
"Christian! Christian, wait!" I turned around.
"I don't want to come back."
"Not now, but just-please, think things through," she pleaded. "Here's some money to get you by," she added, handing me $200. I didn't want to take it from her after what they both said, but I had no choice, I needed all the cash I could get.
"Thanks, but I'm not breaking up with Ashley. I love him, mom," I said, hoping she'd understand, but only shook her head and broke down into a sob.
"I just want my CC back!" She cried, which made me slightly angry.
"I'm here, mom! I haven't changed at all, I just fell in love with my best friend! I didn't know it would be such an issue."
"Please come back home."
"Not if it means leaving Ashley. Goodbye, mom, I guess I'll see you again when you finally accept me." I walked away then, leaving her weeping on the sidewalks. Yes, it broke my heart to do that to my mother, but I reminded myself that it was both she and my father who tossed me out more than willingly. When I reached the edge of the street, I called up Jinxx.
"Hey, Jinxx?" I asked with a little sniffle.
"Yes? Hey, CC, are you ok?" He asked gently.
"Y-no, not at all, actually," and I told him what happened, beginning to cry again, as well.
"There's an extra guest room at our house that you can stay at, if you like," he offered.
"YES! Oh my god, thank you so much, Jinxx! I love you!"
"I thought you loved Ashley and that's why we have this problem," he teased lightly.
"You know what I mean. There's a bus station that I can walk to from here, I should arrive at your place in about 20 minutes. Thanks again, Jinxx."
"No problem."

There's my story. The last couple days have been slightly awkward as well.

*arriving at Jinxx's house memory*
I rang the doorbell, grateful beyond belief that my one straight friend was letting me stay with him. I didn't ask Andy because his parents are away a lot of the time, Jake probably would have been fine, but I just decided not to, and Ashley... I didn't even know how to tell him about tonight yet, let alone ask if I could stay at his house for a while. Finally, Jinxx opened the door.
"Hey, CC, come on in."
"Hi, Jinxx. Thanks again so much, I don't know where else I would have gone." He nodded.
"Like I said, it's no problem."
"Umm, do your parents know that I'm coming over?"
"Yeah, it's fine with them. They wanted to call your parents just to tell them that you're safe and all, but I said that we should wait for you." I had been looking down at the ground in slight embarressment of all going on, but I glanced up immediately at this.
"No, please, I don't want them to know where I am," I begged.
"Whoa, chill, it's fine here, CC. We won't tell if you don't want us to," he promised. I breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thank you."

All weekend long, I hadn't contacted Jake, Ashley, or Andy. I didn't know what to say to them, but now, I was almost at school and Jinxx was comforting me.
"It'll be fine, CC. Just tell them the truth and they'll understand. I did," he reminded me.
"You're right," I agreed, trying to stay calm, though I was anything but that. It will all be fine, it has to be, so it will be. It will all be fine, it will all be fine...I repeated that to myself until we pulled into the school parking lot.

Notes

Hey, everyone! The story is coming to a close, there should be two more chapters, three at most, if I stick to the plan I have. But who knows? I hope you all liked it!