I swear, a little part of me died inside in that moment. All that time, I thought that Barry was having an adventure with me, that I was a walk on the wild side, he was experimenting, he was expressing his pent up urges.
I basically went though the ten stages of hooking up with a straight guy this week, and it turns out he wasn't even straight? What the f**k?
The world as I knew it was crashing around me. "Um, hi." I finally got out. Barry looked like he was about to stroke out, and all I could do was stand frozen in my spot.
My fight or flight instinct was failing me. All I wanted to do was run away, yet here I was, stuck in the middle of this f*****g party I didn't want to be at, watching the guy I had started crushing on hold hands with another guy.
"Hm." Casey barely acknowledge
