J.A.M. - 7. Chapter 7

J.A.M.

By Wesley Lewis

Entry 22

Leukemia. That one word scares the fuck out of me. I don’t think I was anywhere as scared as Drew was, well I guess, I can call him Dad now, has a nice ring to it. His face was one I hoped to never see again. He looked so scared. I did the only thing that I could think of then and hugged him and told him everything would be fine. The doctor told us he’d like to order another blood test just to make sure there wasn’t a false alarm. He said this test would be sent to a different lab for better results. Dad was silent the whole ride home. When we got there, he shut himself up in his and Tom’s room and wouldn’t come out.

I spent the afternoon trying to get him out of the room. I finally did when I called him dad. I think whatever he was worried about left after I said that. He later told me he was worried I would want to leave after finding out he was my father. I assured him that wouldn’t happen. Tom was out while all this happened so we explained what happened. He shocked the hell out of me when he hugged me and called me son. He told me he wouldn’t let anything happen to his family. After the news today, Dad told me he was officially going to petition for full custody of me since the blood tests showed he was my father. Tom brought up the possibility of adopting me too, which made me feel better. I asked Tom if I could call him Pop and he said he’d love that.

I told Phillip about Dad and Pop. I really like calling them that. Phillip was so happy for me he asked if he could call them Uncle Tom and Uncle Drew. He was so funny about it. I didn’t tell him about the leukemia because I didn’t want him to worry. We started talking about school next week. I was kind of excited about it. I’m starting my freshman year! Well I’m going to go to bed now. Phillip said he was coming over tomorrow and I think it’s the perfect time to talk to him about what’s happening with me.

Entry 23

Holy bat nipples I kissed him. Phillips lips were nice and soft and perfect. Oh, I’m getting ahead of myself, aren’t I? it started this morning when Phillip came over and had breakfast with us. You should’ve seen dad’s face when Phillip said Uncle Drew. Pop had the same reaction. Both were smiling like jackasses over it. After breakfast me and Phillip went up to my room. He started talking about how Benji had a girlfriend, he told me how disappointed he was that Benji was straight and how he’d never find a boyfriend. I decided to leap first and just kiss him. Oh my god, it was better than I imagined. After getting over the initial shock Phillip kissed me back ferociously. The passion in that one kiss was overwhelming. We decided that we should have a little talk before anything major happened and discussed everything that had happened. I know I must have been ten shades of red when telling him about how jealous I was of Benji for spending so much time him. He laughed and said he was thinking of me the entire time yesterday after Benji announced he had a new girlfriend. Turns out Phillip has liked me since we were ten but he didn’t think I was into him. We both laughed when I confessed I didn’t think he was into me either, and that I didn’t know I was into him until recently. I even told him about the possibility of me having leukemia. I figured if we were going to be boyfriends we should be honest with each other. he cried when I told him, but he said he had faith everything would turn out alright. We just stayed in my room the rest of the afternoon and cuddled, eventually falling asleep. We were woken up when we heard talking outside of my door. Later I found out that Dad had snapped a picture of us asleep. He said it’s blackmail for a rainy day. After Phillip left me and my parents sat down and they gave me the talk. I don’t think parents realize that their kids already know about sex from the internet. I think Dad was even more embarrassed than I was during the conversation.

Before we went to bed we walked around the neighborhood and saw a new family moving in. the son was cute, plus there were adorable twins and a drop-dead gorgeous older sister. I spoke with the boy and he had the cutest Irish accent. I can’t remember his name right now I think it was Sean or something like that. Oh well, time to turn in again. Can’t wait for tomorrow, dad and I are going to a family court lawyer to meet about the custody.