Chapter 29
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"It's weird that you're the exact opposite," he answers then moves his hand grabbing more cream placing it back on my cheek.
"Didn't know you had throws like that in you," hearing a quiet snort after I say that I look at Gentry who's trying not to smile.
When his eyes meet mine Gentry moves his hand bringing it down, before I can look away or saying anything Gentry leans forward wrapping his lips around mine. I won't lie, for a split second there I forgot.
I forgot the shit I've gotten from him in the last week and a half, and before my eyes completely shut I remember all at once and pull my lips away. When his eyes open to look into mine Gentry keeps his face close and whispers, "I'm so sorry Shane."
Afterward Gentry stands walking past me heading for the door, before he makes it I say "you're such an asshole"
"I know," he replies turning
Standing up I look at him, "ok then why act nice now? What? Do you regret being a dick?" "Yes,"
"And sending me to the hospital, do you regret that too?"
"I didn't mean to Shane—" He steps forward trying to explain but I stop him
"Don't" he steps back, "any mature person who regretted kissing someone would've just moved on and act like it didn't happen, but it's like you made it your mission to torture me, while also somehow making it my fault."
"I was mad at you Shane" he admits, "I kissed you and it pissed me off" "But why me?!" I find myself yelling "I wasn't the one—"
"I know ok!" He yells over me, "after I kissed you and we cuddled all night I panicked," Gentry says with a calmer tone. "I wasn't acting like that because I regretted the kiss ok, and that's the truth... it's just that a kiss like that shouldn't have felt as good as it did"
"A kiss like what, Gentry?"
"A kiss between two guys!" He shuts his eyes admitting, "I didn't know how to come to terms with it so I took it out on you, and I kept doing it because then it wouldn't be my fault. You're the gay one you probably wanted it more than I did... But I know that's not true."
Sighing I sit back down on the bed unsure of what to even say, I'm sure there's someone out there who'd know how to deal with him better, or what he deserves, but me? I have no fucking clue. "You have to admit it Shane" he walks from the door, "nothing about how much we have in common is normal"
"It's just a coincidence"
"No it's not, you know it's not Shane. I don't know how to deal ok, I tried to make myself believe that shit like this just happens, but no it doesn't, not to me at least." Still unable to get anything out of me Gentry continues "even though I wasn't ready for the truth, it would've been stupid not to try."
"Try?" I look at him sitting in my desk chair, "try what?"
"I needed to know if what I was feeling was real, from the second week of knowing you I've had this feeling like I was supposed to know you. You were supposed to come here and—"
"You were supposed to kiss me?" I ask trying to make him see how ridiculous he sounds, "even if I had felt anything or noticed anything I still managed to fucking keep it together, I didn't try throwing myself at you to prove some stupid point."
"Proving I like you is not a stupid point," I scoff laughing as he finishes that sentence
"You like me?" I question, "are you looking at my face? Or the fact that you've been embarrassing me in front of our teammates for the last week, you call that liking me?"
"I'm so fucking sorry Shane" he rolls the chair closer to me, "I was scared and instead of owning up to my shit I didn't want to seem like a bitch in front of them."
"So you'd rather be a homophobe than be gay?" "I'm not..." Gentry stops himself
"Not what? Gay or homophobic?" I don't think Gentry even knows how to answer that, saying he
isn't gay would mean he's homophobic, and if he says he's not homophobic then that's admitting he's gay, and I don't think Gentry's there yet. Taking a deep breath I stand "I want you to leave" I decide
"Shane—"
"No you've been an ass all week and after today I'm not even sure what to even say to you" he stands nodding, "my face feels like it's on fire and I just want to be left alone."
Walking to the door I open it for him, "I swear I didn't mean for the ball to hit you in the face"
"I don't care Gentry I really don't, I'll get over everything you did to me because honestly, I know that it wasn't about me. You've got a lot of shit to figure out"
"I've already figured it out" he walks to me as I hold the door, "I have feelings for you, Shane Visser" Shaking my head I sigh, "no you don't Gentry"
"It's ok if you don't believe me but I'm ready to prove it... you're not just some guy I kissed, and I'm going to win your heart."
