Freak Out On Fred

Fred moaned a bit as he kissed Alexander. “Mmm, Alexa.”

“Fred! What the heck are you…?” Alexander yelled as he pushed Fred back. “Why are you doing that!? You’re not even gay, and I’m not a girl!”

“I don’t know, it just, felt right with you,” said Fred. “You look just like a girl, so I guess it’s easy for me. You’re so much softer and sweeter than Allison too so…”

“Fred, I may be a little feminine and wear women’s clothes, but I do still like girls. I want to have a big family and develop a special relationship in my life. I love you as a friend, but only as a friend. I could never love you like that in any way. Plus, I know you’re only using me as a rebound girl! … Er, rebound boy!”

“Wait, but I’m not!” said Fred. “Alexa, I can totally be with someone like you!”

“Stop calling me Alexa! I have a dick, Fred! You’re supposed to be protecting me from creeps not acting like a creep, remember?”

Fred is taken aback by Alexander’s words as it is rare for him to use that sort of language while talking, meaning that Alexander was actually mad at him. He sighed and sat back on the bed, leaning away from Alexander. He breathed out and shook his head. “I guess it wouldn’t work out,” he said. “You have serious committal issues because of your swinger parents, while I clearly have too much commitment to see when someone is just using me.”

“Why would you bring my parents into this?”

Fred gets up angrily and walks over to his things. “You can keep the room to yourself for now, I’ll stay in the car. I don’t want to keep being used as your dough boy bodyguard.”

“Fred, it’s not like that.”

“Well it looks like that. Have a good life.”

“Wait, Fred!”

But at that point it was too late. Alexander had said what he said. In a way, I guess he meant it. He did value Fred as a friend but also relied heavily on him as a crutch for protection from people that judged him, not realize Fred judged him to be more of a woman than a man, thus pulling him in even when it wasn’t intentional. He realized they may make up after the night was over and the **** left their systems, but at this point, Alexander was too upset at himself for being so crass and at Fred for being so impulsive. He curled up on his bed and cried himself to sleep that night, knowing Fred was doing the same thing in the car, alone. Neither of them had a great first day at college, and the classes had not even begun.