Fuck me. Fuck Nicole Kidman. Fuck The Others. Kit needed me and I wasn’t there for him. With my pulse quickening, I called Kit back, hoping to catch him on his cell before he got taken into surgery. It went straight to his voicemail. Fuck. I took a seat outside the screening room to catch my breath and plot my next move. His parents. Kit asked me to call his parents. I have to call his parents. I have to call his parents who don’t even know I exist, let alone that their son is gay, to tell them that their only child is undergoing emergency surgery. Jesus. Mary. And. Joseph. Fuck. Me. I exhaled
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