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“How can I tell them that I’m not the man they thought I was? That I’ve been lying to them for years about something so huge, so fundamental to who I am?”
Our sexuality is owed to no one.
Wes had to decide for himself what he wanted from his life. Whatever that decision was, Justin would be there at his side. That was Justin’s choice.
This.
How could you keep something like this from us? Are you actually, for real, gay? Is that guy, Justin, your boyfriend? You let me believe you were dating a girl!! You lied to me! How long have you been lying to us all? What the fuck What the fuck dude
No one is owed someone's sexuality
“I never told anyone I was gay until I kissed Justin in Paris. I thought I could bury this until I got out of college. I never planned on coming out, or dating, or anything, not as long as we were playing. That’s why I never told you. Because it wasn’t a part of my life.” His gaze met Justin’s. He tried to smile, a quiver of his cheek and a pull of his split lip. “Until it was.”
“If it came down to a choice between football and Justin, it’s no contest. I know what I’ll choose every time.” Colton’s jaw clenched. “You don’t have to make that choice, though. You never did.”
Everyone save for Graham, who stayed seated, though he was beaming from ear to ear. He lifted his hat on his knee and bounced his heel up and down. “That’s my boy,” he said. “That’s my boy. You show them, son. You show them who you are.”
