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Originally Posted by fanattic
yeah, what happened next?
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Well, after I realized what I had done, I tried back pedling for a second but there was no turning back. His mom then admitted "I always had a feeling about that.". His dad just sat thier and watching television with a sheepish smile, obviously in complete disbelief and doing his best not to lose it. They dropped us off and hour or so later and we flew home.
As soon as we landed, I checked the cell and D left me a "WTF?" v/m. I called him back later that day and we talked about what happened. He was cool. I told him I couldn't remember him telling me this was a secret. He couldn't remember either. We agreed that no one was at fault and that what was done was done.
D said his parents were shook up. But the fmaily accepted the reality of it and committed to supporting S. According to D, everything blew over. There was no talk about it, it was like the old time. Then S brought his boyfriend over to his parents house for x-mas this past December. Not only was it tough to accept thier son was gay...but the boyfriend turned out to be a middle eastern fellow who's about 20 years S's senior. Yeah, that opened up the not so healed wound real quick.
I called S to offer an apology but ended up leaving a message for him. He never called me back. I felt real bad about everything at first because he was like a little brother to me when I was growing up. He's apparently still pissed at me. I was told he can't wait to see me again because he wants to give me a piece of his mind. At that point I got angry. I asked D to pass onto S that he can stay as mad at me as he wants to for however long he wants. It wasn't my fault that he was lying to his family for however many years. I told him that my unknowingly breaking the news to his parents was the biggest favor I could have ever done for him. I haven't heard antyhing since.