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Sex or Suicide

... just to touch me?" Instantly, I felt my face flush red. Everything was out in the open between us in that moment and made me feel like an idiot for thinking Nicole hadn't been onto me all along. Cory was chuckling to himself beside me. I swallowed the lump in my throat. "I... don't-" "Yeah, right," Nicole interrupted. "You're just as gooey-eyed over me as Cory was over you when he first met you." My eyes widened in shock. I glanced over at Cory, who had suddenly grown silent. His face had turned beet red and he didn't look in my direction at all. He ran a hand through his short cropped black hair nervously and sent a glare Nicole's way, who sat with her hand to her open mouth. "Oops, sorry," Nicole squeaked. "That slipped. I'm half lit as it is." I glanced again at Cory. He adjusted his glasses and fidgeted with his beer can, never once looking my way. I had never imagined that he felt any sort of attraction towards me. When I first met him, he was already really good friends with Nicole. He seemed like a pretty cool guy, even though his only friend was a girl and was a bit of a shy guy. It took me five months to learn that he was gay, and I only found out after someone walked in on him making out with another guy in the bathroom at school. Of course, Nicole had known all along. After finding out, it was a little weird knowing that my friend was gay, but it didn't really make a difference to me. He was Nicole's best friend, and he and I actually hung out very often. It ...

... startled me now to find out that he used to be attracted to me. He had always seemed so normal and mellow around me. I began to wonder how many times he had looked at me the same way I looked at Nicole. Then I started to wonder if he had ever really lost interest in me. I wasn't gay by any means, and even though it creeped me out a little, it was still a bit flattering that he thought of me that way. "Okay... uh... so now that we all know each other a little better," Nicole said with an awkward laugh, "I'll finish telling you how to play the game." Nicole cleared her throat, reached for the remote to her stereo, and slightly turned down the volume. "Um... there's three dice," she told us. "We each get two numbers. You roll the numbered die to see who you perform an action on, and of course, you can't roll yourself. Then you roll the other dice. One tells you the action you perform and the other tells you what body part to do it on." Cory and I exchanged nervous glances. I could tell he was still a bit rattled that his secret had been let out of the bag. A shutter inducing thought crept into my head. "Isn't it a bit unfair if I roll Cory, though?" I asked. "I mean, no offense man, but I'm not gay or bisexual." Nicole flashed me a wicked grin. "Yes it is, but it's just as fair as Cory rolling and having to do something to me." I nodded absently. She had a good point. It had to be just as odd to Cory to have to get intimate with a girl as it was for me to do the same with a guy. My ...