Coming out

You and me, are no more

Amos' P.O.V

It was like i was in a trance as i looked at him where he was seated. My heart beat was picking up, i was struggling to reign in my emotions. My legs couldn't move yet I wanted to run and hug him so tight, I had missed him so much and I was so happy to see him, but maybe what is holding me back is the bad feeling in my gut that something was wrong.

"Amos!" "Amos!" "AMOS!!!" The sound of my name startled me, I jumped and that's when I saw the Principal looking at me.

"Yes sir" I answered timidly.

"You spaced out! Are you not happy to see your friend?" The principal asked. His name is Smith Jennings, he is a stockily built man and looked young for his 51 years. He was looking at me as if he was trying to figure out what was going on in my head.

"No sir, I was just surprised to see him here today!" I answered politely as I turned towards Michael. "I thought he was in college, I didn't expect to see him for the next two weeks?!"

He was playing with the hem of his shirt as if it was the most interesting thing in the world. He looked so adorable and more attractive than ever before!

My legs decided for me and before i knew, i was closing the distance between us. He was dressed in dark blue fitting denim trousers, white shirt and white sneakers. He looked hot. But then, when was he not? 

As I got closer, I noticed he was looking at me with a blank face and a vacant look in his eyes..

My heart beat started picking up as I got worried. He is usually an open book, displaying his emotions for all to see; I am just lucky that nobody can read him as clearly as I do because if they did, they would have noticed that the way he looked at me was more full of love, and its not of the brotherly or friendly type but something more intense. They would have known that we were more than just friends. But even our parents have been oblivious for the nineteen months we have been dating, albeit secretly.

But today he was guarded, his eyes were also emotionless. That could only mean one thing: whatever had brought him here was not something to be happy about.

Did he not miss me? Or is someone dead? Maybe he is sick or even maybe he has finally found someone else and he has come to bre......

no! No! Stop over thinking things Amos! Maybe he is just putting up an act so that the clever principal won't catch the drift about our true relationship. Yeah it must be that and am just overreacting.

Well, that lightened my spirits a little so I just decided to relax and wait until we were alone.

When I was standing in front of him, I put my hand out to pull him for a man hug as a form of greeting but instead he gave me a handshake. I thought maybe its because the principal was around so I just accepted it. But the way he pulled his hands out quickly made me realise that something was now terribly wrong, it was not only an intuition but now its a fact. Is it that bad?

I raised an eyebrow at him and when he did not talk I decided to keep mum too.

That got me thinking: Michael studies at some university in Germany and we usually don't see each other until the holidays. And even then his starts a week later than mine. So the reason for his impromptu visit and his changed attitude must be something serious.

"Michael asked for permission to talk to you..." Mr Jennings started then he paused and looked between me and Michael. I bet he had noticed the tension in the room getting thick, am sure it could be cut with a knife. "I think its important, you can talk outside, maybe take a walk!" with that he gestured towards the door.

I looked at Michael and when his eyes met mine, I turned and started walking towards the door. I heard light footsteps and knew that he was behind me so i just walked ahead.

I was heading towards the school garden. Its the perfect place to stroll and at this time of day, it would be deserted since all students are still in class. That would give us privacy and maybe, just maybe I can steal a kiss. Don't judge me, I have missed him! We Skype every other day, no make it past tense because its been two weeks since our last chat, but am sure its because he was busy with exams. Hell, I was busy too.!

I felt a hand on my left shoulder, from the familiar tingles I felt I knew it was Michael. I stopped and turned to face him.

"Um..um..." he was stuttering, he never does that unless he is nervous. ,"A-Amos let's walk towards the packing lot." The rest of his words were rushed out.

"Uh... okay" as I answered I looked him in the eyes but he quickly looked away.

The rest of the walk was silent. Silent and awkward. With each step we took the tension was building up to an extent it was suffocating. Michael is usually a chatterbox but today he was silent, and when he talked he could not even form a full sentence! His mannerisms were freaking me out.

When we got to his car, he took my hands and looked me in the eyes for the first time. His face was not blank anymore but full of emotions. So many emotions that I got confused when I tried figuring them out. So I just gave up and trusted him to tell me what was wrong.

"B-b-babe, I missed you!" I blurted out. And this time when I pulled him for a hug, he did not hesitate. He hugged me so tight i could not breath but I did not mind. I was finally in my man's hands, where I belonged. At that time

, all my worries were no more, I felt safe even though his muscles were tense.

I was basking in the warmth of his body when suddenly I was pushed aside roughly. I didn't have time to whine at the loss of his body heat, he was pacing in front of me muttering things that I couldn't hear. I watched him for a few minutes then I felt he had gotten to my nerves. Why cant he just tell me what wàs going oñ? I couldn't take it anymore so I grabbed him and forced him to stop.

As much as I wanted to scream at him and demand that he tell me what's going on; I just held him as I used one hand to open the back door of his expensive car. I managed to get us in and after we settled,

I decided its time we talked.

"Michael" he seemed startled when I called him. "Please tell me what's wrong, the suspense is killing me"

He just stared at me. And I stared back.

I didn't see it coming but all of a sudden I was being kissed. I was so stunned to kiss back, but when I closed my eyes to kiss him back, he stopped and pulled away so rough that I hit my head.

"What the h..." I didn't get to finish when I heard him shout at me. I looked up and his face was a blank mask.

"Get out!!"

Nigger say what?

I was shocked, I wanted to ask what was wrong again but when I opened my mouth, nothing could come out.

"I say get out of my car!"

I didn't move

"Dammit Amos!"

With that, he came to my side, opened the door, and pulled me out. My body just obeyed and accepted to be pulled. He got into the drivers sit and opened the windows. I just looked at him, I couldn't move yet I wanted to get aggressive and ask what was the meaning of everything but I couldn't move. It's like someone had cast a unmoving spell on me.

"Amos, I came to tell you its over; you and me are no more.!!!"

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