If Our Love Is Wrong [BxB]

Chapter 13 - Truths

Liam remained hesitant to return home, gripped by a profound fear of the potential consequences. What if Jake had disclosed the unexpected kiss to his father? The mere thought sent shivers down Liam's spine, imagining the wrath that would be unleashed upon him. His father's strict adherence to traditional values, coupled with his intolerance towards anything deemed 'impure', filled Liam with dread. The very idea of harbouring feelings for another boy, let alone acting upon them, was enough to send a chill through his bones.

Seeking refuge from his tumultuous thoughts, Liam found himself drawn to an abandoned farm where he and Jake had whiled away countless summers. The dilapidated buildings, once brimming with life, now stood as silent witnesses to the passage of time. As he roamed the familiar grounds, memories of carefree days spent in each other's company flooded Liam's mind, offering a fleeting sense of solace amidst the chaos of his current predicament.

Despite the decrepit state of the farm, there was a strange comfort in its solitude—a sanctuary from the judgmental gaze of the outside world. Here, amidst the rustling of overgrown foliage and the creaking of weathered wood, Liam found respite from the suffocating weight of his fears.

But even in this sanctuary, the spectre of uncertainty loomed large. Liam couldn't shake the nagging feeling that he was running from something far greater than the physical decay of the farm. The rift between him and Jake, once an unbreakable bond forged in the innocence of youth, now threatened to tear their friendship apart at the seams.

As he gazed out at the sprawling expanse of the farm, Liam couldn't help but wonder if there was a way to mend the fractures that had formed between them. But for now, all he could do was wait, cocooned in the crumbling embrace of the abandoned farm, as he braced himself for the storm that loomed on the horizon.

Perched on a weathered wooden crate amidst the remnants of the abandoned farm, Liam found himself engulfed in a maelstrom of conflicting thoughts and emotions. The events of the previous night played on a loop in his mind, each moment dissected and scrutinized with painstaking detail.

Was it the alcohol that had blurred his judgment, prompting him to kiss Jake? Or was it something deeper—a hidden truth that had lain dormant within him, waiting for the opportune moment to reveal itself? The very notion of his feelings for Jake sent a jolt of uncertainty coursing through Liam's veins. Of course, Jake was his best friend, but was their bond destined for something more? Did Liam dare to entertain the possibility of a love that transcended the confines of friendship?

As he grappled with these questions, Liam couldn't help but feel a pang of longing tugging at his heartstrings. The thought of Jake stirred a myriad of emotions within him—affection, admiration, and a flicker of something else, something he couldn't quite name. Did he want more from Jake? Did he dare to dream of a future where they were more than just friends?

But amidst the turmoil of his inner turmoil, doubt lingered like a shadow, casting a pall over his hopes and desires. Was the kiss merely a fleeting moment of weakness—a quick peck meant to silence the tumult of emotions swirling within him? Would Jake even remember the kiss, shrouded as it was in the fog of alcohol-induced oblivion?

The uncertainty gnawed at Liam's conscience, a relentless reminder of the fragility of their bond. As he sat in the quiet solitude of the abandoned farm, he couldn't help but yearn for clarity, for a glimpse of the truth that lay buried beneath the surface. For now, all he could do was wait, his heart heavy with the weight of unanswered questions, as he braced himself for the inevitable reckoning that awaited him.

Just then, a gentle buzz emanated from Liam's iPhone, breaking the stillness that enveloped him. With a mixture of apprehension and reluctance, he retrieved the device from his pocket, his fingers tracing the smooth contours of the screen. A knot formed in his stomach as he noticed the notification from Jake, a silent testament to the turmoil that churned within him.