Camp Closeted

Chapter 42: You Suck Good

Benny and I watched Minnie gracefully cook fried rice as she continued to rant. "Benny, you don't have

to feel pity for yourself. Don't ever compare yourself to that boy! Posh didn't build his empire, his

parents got it for him! Don't ever compare yourself to no one and focus on you and your grind only!"

She spoke loudly, Benny looking down as he was listening intently.

The heavenly smell of the rice spread all throughout the kitchen as Minnie didn't stop talking. "When

you at a race, you don't look back to check on the others because they will pass you! Focus on making

yourself the best you that you can possibly be, not because of someone else, but because you're doing

it for you, you hear me?"

"Mhm." Benny sighed, playing with a spoon in his hand.

"I know you Benny." She glanced at him as she tilted the large pan side to side. "I know you got work

ethic and I know you're capable of doing great things in life. You ain't ever gonna have competition if

you already know you're going to win, so remind yourself that you a winner!" She warmly smiled at him

as Benny smiled back. "Just because that boy already got everything doesn't mean you also can't have

everything and more."

"You right." Benny tiredly sighed.

"Boy I'm always right." Minnie let out a loud laugh. After Minnie gestured us to finally try the fried rice,

we didn't even hesitate for a second to quickly begin eating. After putting some onto my paper plate, I

quickly took my fork to begin digging in.

"This is amazing." I let out, unexplainable great taste exploring my mouth.

"Mmm!" Benny began to dance as Minnie began to laugh out loud. "Uh oh uh oh uh oh uh nuh nuh." He

began to hum Crazy in Love by Beyoncé as I fully agreed with a small snicker.

I have never tasted fried rice this good in my life! "Thank you so much!" I cheered.

"Oh please." Minnie playfully waved me off as she clicked her mouth. "You ain't gotta thank me for

nothing child, you know I love cooking for y'all!"

She just smiled as she watched us eat like complete animals. The kitchen completely filling up with the

heavenly aroma of fried rice.

She wiped her hands with a small towel as she spoke again, breaking the silence that was only filled

with our chewing. "Now, tell me why a tall and incredibly handsome boy has been looking all day for

you Benny."

"What boy?" Benny quickly raised an eyebrow at her, hungrily stuffing his mouth with more food.

Minnie took a second to gather her thoughts. "He-uh, said his name was Keanu." Benny almost choked

as Minnie continued talking. "He was a real tall boy and he said he was looking for you."

"Oh my god, Keanu? Looking for me?" Benny's eyes were widened as mine were too. "T-that's weird.

You think it's about last night?" He turned towards me.

I shrugged as I couldn't stop eating. "Probably." I swallowed.

Benny let out a loud squeal as he quickly grabbed my hand and ran out the kitchen. "Thanks for the

fried rice mama!" He exclaimed.

"Careful boys!" Minnie laughed behind us, watching us frantically run out the kitchen.

"C-calm down." I laughed as we finally reached the cafeteria again.

Benny was audibly breathing hard. "Ima go find Keanu's fine ass and ask him why he was looking for

me. Tell your Italian Stallion I said hi!" He smiled, making me playfully roll my eyes at him as I watched

him run away.

Words cannot describe how much I actually want Keanu and Benny to date..

"Jesse I can't do this." I whimpered as I knew I wasn't gonna be able to do it.

"Yes you can." He purred into my ear. "I know it feels really hard but just hold onto it."

Jesse's firm shirtless body brushed up against my back as he helped adjust my hands. "Like this?" I

asked.

He didn't respond until he fixed my hand one last time. "Like that." His charming voice deeply spoke

against my ear. "Now shoot."

An exhale left my mouth as Jesse's body slowly backed away from mine, giving me space to shoot.

My hands quickly thrusted upward, biting my lip as I watched the basketball fly towards the hoop.

"Aw!" I pouted, watching the ball miss the hoop only by a little. "I suck!"

Jesse chuckled to himself as he ran to go get the ball, his shirtless body glistening from the warmth of

the sunset. "You suck good though." He teased.

"Shut up!" I chuckled, what he said making my cheeks slightly burn for some reason. "How would you

even know?" I teased back.

Jesse shrugged, my eyes tracing down his gorgeously chiseled body. "I secretly watched you eat

yogurt off your spoon and I gotta say, you got some good techniques."

I winced at him as I couldn't help but laugh out at him. "You're such a creep." I grinned widely as I

gestured for the ball. "Let me try again." I caught the ball immediately after he threw it at me.

"Focus on the hoop and not suck this time." He deeply chuckled as he winked, continuing to tease me.

I rolled my eyes as I prepared to shoot again. "If I make this, you owe me frozen yogurt." And with that,

I quickly thrusted my hands upwards, carefully watching the ball leave my grasp.

I spoke again, this time my tone sounding disappointed as I watched the ball completely miss the hoop.

"I give up." I groaned out in annoyance.

"I'm still down for frozen yogurt though!" Jesse just chuckled to himself as he went to go and get the

ball again. The second he picked the ball up, his smile rapidly faded away. "Why are you here?" His

voice a lot more stern and louder now.

I quickly turned around to see who he was talking to, my eyes widening the second a pair of familiarly

striking blue eyes slashed through mine.

"I saved your boy toy and you reward me with a dirty look?" Tristan devilishly smirked as his tongue

quickly went over his reddened lips. "How courteous of you Jesse."

My heart immediately began to beat faster as the thought of me kissing him at the night of the bonfire

crept itself into my mind. "Saved him?" Jesse's eyebrows quickly furrowed down. "From what?"

I'm not letting Tristan speak again. I'm not a child, I can speak for myself. "H-him and his friends were

the ones who brought me to the nurse's office. That's why you saw them in there with me." I anxiously

bit my lip.

Jesse's mouth slightly dropped at Tristan as I turned back towards him, having to look up since Tristan

was a little bit taller than me, almost the same height as Jesse.

Tristan's familiarly mysterious eyes shimmered as his face was a lot closer to me now. "Your eye is

getting a lot better. Such a shame a beautiful boy like you had to get hurt." He smirked as his charming

voice made my cheeks burn, his finger tucking a small strand of my hair back up.

I anxiously backed up away from him as Jesse began to walk towards us, throwing his shirt back on.

"Tristan, I get that you helped him and shit, but I still don't know why you're here." Jesse quickly walked

in front of me with his fists tightened.

"Jesse.." I softly let out, my voice audibly cautious since I didn't know what he was about to do.

Tristan didn't even bother looking at him back as they both shared almost the same tall and muscular

physique. Tristan didn't even look at all affected by Jesse being all up on his face, his face tilting to the

side to keep looking at me.

Tristan devilishly smirked. "It's interesting to see you act so different towards me now that you're not

drunk." He said to me, his eyes now looking back at Jesse. "How did you feel when he told you my

tongue tasted like strawberries?"

Jessie's face was immediately drowned in a pool of confusion, his eyes hastily looking at Tristan. "What

the hell are you talking about?" His sharp jawline quickly clenched.

Tristan's catlike eyes immediately widened as his mouth amusingly dropped at me. "Oh he doesn't

know?"

"I don't know what?" Jesse exclaimed, still standing in front of me.

"Why don't you ask him yourself." Tristan had on a smug look, managing to send a rush of mixed

emotions to run through my veins.

I quickly bit my lip. "I-I was drunk at the bonfire and I kissed him." My eyes quickly met Jesse's.

"Apparently I said he tasted like strawberries, I'm sorry." The second I finished talking, I felt my stomach

completely drop at the immediate silence that broke out.

Jesse's face rapidly scowled as he walked away from the both of us. "Y-you kissed my ex?" He

stuttered from disbelief as I just looked down in embarrassment, Tristan just keeping on a smirk. "Micah

what the fuck! Why would you do that? You knew he was my ex!"

"Jesse I was drunk!" I began to breathe a lot faster now as he shook his head in disgust. "I'm sorry." I

breathed out.

"Bullshit! How do you remember it then!?" He exclaimed, dropping the basketball down to the ground.

"Because he came up to me and told me!" Our raised voices echoed around the basketball court as the

bright orange sunset tinted each of us.

"Did he?" Jesse's eyes were a lot sharper now as he narrowed them at Tristan. "Did he kiss you?" He

hurriedly asked.

Tristan let out a low husky chuckle as he didn't even seem bothered at all. "Yea, but come on Jesse.

You can't get mad at him, he was really fucked up." He casually shrugged. "May I also add, it was really

hard trying not to act so turned on after. I had to keep my serious face on so he listens to me when I

say to stay from you."

"Stay away from me?" Jesse's face crinkled. "Why would you tell him to stay away from me?"

Tristan quickly raised his perfectly structured brows up. "Oh so now you don't know why he shouldn't?"

Just before Jesse couldn't talked again, I decided to finally talk. "What even happened between you

guys?" I blurted out, making both of them look at me. "I-I'm sorry, I don't mean to get involved with

whatever is going on between you two, but I'm just really confused."

Jesse stared at me as if I really just asked him what I just asked him, but he finally decided to respond.

"You don't have to get involved. Not trying to be rude Micah but it's none of your business."

Tristan carelessly yawned as our surroundings were still very awkward and hard to process. "It was the

business of everyone else."

"Shut up! Why are you still bringing that up? That was a long time ago!" Jesse loudly exclaimed,

making me slightly back up. "I'm a whole new person."

Tristan was glaring at him now as his jaws tightened. "Keep telling yourself that Jesse. Also, keep

telling everyone that I'm nothing but a crazy ex just because I don't want you to fuck over another

person like how you did with me."

"What did he do?" I finally had enough, I just wanted to know. This was emotionally exhausting.

"Tristan I swear to god, get over it!" Jesse's fists clenched tighter as I strongly hoped Tristan tells me.

"Don't even bring Micah into this!"

Tristan blatantly ignored him as he let out a tired laugh into the air, Jesse just sighing to himself. "Jesse

and I dated a long time ago. Long story short, I caught him getting head from another guy at a party

and he tried to talk his way into making it work. He really thought an apology was just gonna make it all

better." Jesse's face quickly burned from embarrassment. "After I broke up with him, I made sure that

he doesn't do that to another person so whenever he does talk to another person, I make sure they

stay away from him."

Jesse was breathing a lot faster now. "Tristan, just stop." He quietly begged.

Tristan only continued. "He didn't like that very much so he told everyone that I'm nothing but a crazy

ex that's still not over him. Yes or no, that's what Jesse told you who I was right?" He blinked at me.

"Y-yea." I gulped, taking a second to just process everything he just told me as I remembered the day

Jesse told me about Tristan not being completely over him.

Tristan just nodded back at Jesse, his face visibly hurt. "Wow, thanks." It was obvious Tristan was

trying to smile but it was a smile out of genuine hurt.

"What the fuck." I unconsciously let out, my face melting into shock as I slowly turned towards Jesse.

The level of pity I had for Tristan now was immensely high as I felt completely hurt by hearing this story

and it didn't even happen to me.

Jesse noticed me start to back away from him in disgust so he began to speak again. "Micah, that was

a long time ago, I'm a whole new person." Jesse's voice was audibly trying to calm me down but all it

did was piss me off even further.

There's nothing I hate more in this world than assholes and that story sounded like the epitome of

something the king of assholes would do.

"Jesse, that's so mean." I shakily let out, furrowing my brows deeply at him. "How could you do that to

someone!"

"Micah, I know! Just let me explain!" Jesse tried to calm be down even further.

Tristan loudly sighed, beginning to mock him. "Oh Jesse, guess this is another one of those people that

could've been but won't be. All because they learned about how much of a horrible person you truly

are." Tristan tilted his head as he grinned at the both of us. "I must say, watching another person get

disgusted of you is truly entertaining to watch."

"Tristan just please shut the fuck up!" Jesse brokenly exclaimed, making him laugh loudly.

I quickly shook my head. "Don't tell him to shut up! How could you even be so vile towards a person

who loved you?" My voice was painted with sadness and complete distraught as I glared at Jesse.

Tristan's grin slowly faded away as his face began to show how he felt inside, which was true pain.

What I said probably reopened a wound.

Jesse's voice was a lot faster now. "Micah, that was 2 years ago. I know I fucked up but people make

mistakes and I definitely own up to mine!"

"Then why are you the one that's angry when Tristan should be the one expressing more anger than

you!" I couldn't help but raise my voice. "I don't get that!"

"Because he has expressed it Micah! He still is!" Jesse's voice finally broke apart into a loud scream,

making me tense back. "For 2 years now he's made people I got feelings for just simply walk out of my

life, and you're probably next! Just because of that dumb fucking mistake I made a long time ago!" He

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Tristan and I openly stared at Jesse as tears began to stream down his flushed cheeks, his voice a lot

lower as his tone was audibly broken. "He doesn't believe that I'm no longer that asshole and that's

why I'm so angry! I'm angry that he doesn't believe that I've changed! I'm angry that he's not even

letting me prove that I have!" He sniffed, quickly wiping off his tears as if he hated that he was crying.

I watched as Tristan rapidly walked away from the situation since it probably got too sensitive for him

also.

"How do I know that you changed?" I blurted out, my voice audibly trying to be softer now as I hated

seeing him cry.

"Micah, I just have.." He sighed, closing his eyes for a long pause, then opening them up again, tears

still continuously leaving his reddened ocean eyes. "I don't know what to tell you to make you believe

me, but I just have.."

"Jesse.." I let out his name with my breath, not even knowing what to respond back to him.

"Please, just believe me. Believe that I've changed.." Jesse lightly choked as he sniffed, not even

caring to wipe his tears away anymore. "Please Micah.." his deep voice cracked out.