Different

Part 3, part where shit gets real.

AL

  We headed to the shelter, where grill parties are held in summer. He stood in front of me and said one thing: 'I am confused.'  

'I am confused too, but I don't know why.' Said Cale. 
'Maybe we should act like we never know each other.'
'No way, I will never pretend something!' Protested Cale.
'But... what would people say?' I asked
'I  fucking don't care.' He came closer to me, placed his hand on my face and slowly, inch by inch, came closer to my face. 

Cale

I couldn't help myself. I just needed to do that. His face was rough, 'cause his stubble. My hand was warm and his face too. My breath fastened. I stepped in and slowly, inch by inch, came closer to his face. When I was close enough I could hear his breath. I tilted my head and I my second hand on his neck. We were just inches apart, when suddenly....

Teacher

I sat in my "office", when facebook messenger app popped up. It was my brother.
'Hey bro, I am quite lonely, could u come over? :P' 
'Hey, I did't hear from u 4 quite long time. Where are u now? I can come ;)'
'I am at pastorage in Cold Town, just 3 houses from u :D'  
'Wait a sec, I'll be right there.' I said as I took my jacket and opened the door.

I went to pastorage and rang on doorbell. After twenty seconds door opened and in door frame was my bro. Almost identical copy of me.  Bit taller than me, black hair, one eye green, the second blue. His face was silky shaven. Since I saw him last time he got in shape, but on his age of  35 he looked more younger. 
He smiled and spread his arms with words: 'My baby brother!'
'You are older by 3 minutes, so shut up, old man!' I told him and we hugged and smiled. It was nice to see him once more. We went inside, he made coffee and we chatted about our lives. 
To make everything clear - my "older" bro is a priest, who as a teenager, was chasing girls, but when he turned seventeen he found his real interest. I never judged him. He went to seminary, got magister title in theology and flew around the country. Finaly he ended up here, in the "coldest hole in the world".
'How's Al?' He asked after an hour of chatting about his life.
'I am his form-teacher... and he is good, but I think he isn't happy. Just like he has some kind of secret.'
'Lexie,' he called me like this, when he was calming me down, cause my name is Alexej 'We all have our secrets. Did you told him about his mother? Or about me?'
'I think he isn't prepared for that.'
'Man, he is almost eighteen, he has rights to know the truth. Just tell him.'
'Are you sure?' I asked with trembling voice.
'I am sure. And take him here some time, may he sees his uncle for the first time.' We both exploded with laugh. I finished my coffee and got home. Al wasn't home already, so I went to my office and started facebook. Al just posted pics from that action he was supposed to help with - standard selfie with a bunch of friends. I took a shower and got to bed.

Sorry for a short part, I promise next one will be longer. Enjoy your day! :)