Page 90 of Out of the Shadows
“You should believe it, because yes, being gay — and telling the world you are — can be bloody hard going. You know that. Coming out, when he’s fifty odd? That’s not going to be an easy gig.”
“Then what do you think I should do? Run a mile? Because that’s what it sounds like.”
Freddie shakes his head. “No. If he makes you happy, enjoy it. Just be aware of the potential danger, because it’s there whether you like it or not. Don’t be blind to it. I just want you to think with a clear head and I mean the one on your shoulders, in case you’re wondering.”
“Thanks for the vote of confidence. It’s good to know my best friend believes I’m completely ruled by what’s hanging between my legs.”
“Cos—”
“Just give him, and me, a chance, will you? You said you liked him, remember?
“Yes, I do. But he didn’t seem entirely at ease.”
Cold fingers sweep their way up my backbone. Daniel hadn’t wanted to go, I knew that from the off. He was resistant and reluctant, striking a discordant note. But I understood. Of course I did.
“He was edgy about meeting you and James — who, by the way was almost baring his teeth at Daniel. All I can say is thank god for Perry, otherwise we’d have been out of there.”
“That’s only because James is concerned.”
“I’m not a fucking kid, Freddie.” I all but spit the words out, and Freddie recoils. I count to ten again. “I’m sorry. I know you mean well, even my arse of a cousin, too. But I’m not a child, and I’m not the man who got taken in before. I’m capable of making my own decisions and believe me, when it comes to Daniel, I’ve made the right one.”
There’s beer left in the bottle, but I’ve lost the taste for it, just like I’ve lost the taste to continue with this conversation. I stand up, more than ready to leave, and stare down at Freddie.
“I appreciate your concern, I really do, and if our positions were reversed, I guess I’d be doing the same. But I know what I’m doing, Freddie, and more importantly, so does Daniel.”
Without another word, I turn and walk away, ignoring that he’s calling me to come back. Freddie can’t unsay his words, but as I step out onto the cold street, I can’t forget I’ve heard them.
