All Chapters of Dancing in his Storm: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

AUGUST  All good things must come to an end. I remembered someone had said that or wrote that and now, the good thing between Ambrose and me just ended on a very positive note. He just left after taking me home and now I’m left indescribably hangover by him. I’m still having the hangover from last night’s full on blast, I still feel dehydrated and my muscles are aching, but that’s not even relevant because the hangover that I’m having about what happened between me and Ambrose was more powerful. I walked tardily inside our house and my mind was still occupied by the thoughts of the one Ambrose Haylock. I’ve never thought of him being gay, or even liking another guy in the slightest, not even when pigs fly but surprising things in life are meant to surprise you in the most unanticipated moment. After I having a shower, Ambrose and I ended up cooking some ra

AUGUST  I’m not so sure as to why Ambrose had to write a note in a piece of paper when he could’ve easily sent me a text message. It’s the most digital and the easiest way rather than risking things just to drop that note under the bush. I don’t know what’s going on inside that head of his but I guess passing notes in secrecy felt even more romantic than just plainly sending a text message. The day rolled out pretty casual with me still playing the royal role of being Rachel’s picture perfect boyfriend. I don’t even know why I’m still doing this wild theatrical act when I don’t even need the protection anymore. Ambrose doesn’t have this hatred and anger for me anymore. He’s no longer yearning to beat the shit out of me. Perhaps it’s the popularity that I’m still gunning for and Rachel’s not failing at letting the light shining on

AMBROSE  Thinking that my life would change and become a little bit better and a little less boring right after confessing my true feelings towards August was too much to imagine. Yes, my life became a little less boring completely because of the fact that we have to hide from the public eye just to spend our time together. But a little bit better was an ambiguous phrase and I’m still waiting for that shit to happen. My daily routine never changed except now, there was the thrill of excitement clinging on to me like a leech. I get up in the morning and go to school, typical high school stuff. But with the addition of wanting to see August everyday made my days a lot more interesting than it was before. I’m sure we are both well aware of the reality that we kept on stealing glances right at each other and it’s making us both conscious of our every move. It is a known fact that I, Ambrose Haylock

AMBROSE  The graceful pang of disappointment got me chained in its crippling prison for the rest of the night. I had to ride my way home thinking that I’m going to be alone and messed up once again. It was even more asphyxiating to think that August will be having fun with his girlfriend and I’m the one being left and forgotten behind. It’s quite funny that my mind brought that up when I’m always the one left and forgotten behind. I’ve always that one kid who everyone knew but no one cared about. I’ve always been that one person who was always goes home alone because no one wants to do fun things with him. I’ve always been that, and I thought with the arrival of August into my life would tweak things to a better place, I thought wrong. Maybe Phil was right all along. I’ve softened up and for what? The power that I just felt earlier was suddenly watered down in just

AMBROSE     The day ended very much early and it had left me with nowhere else to go. I probably have a good five or six hours of spare time before going to that house party that August had mentioned last night. I don’t quite know how would I spend that much of free time when there’s basically nothing to do here in this suburban town. There’s nothing much except for the presence of breathtaking nature. I thought of going out to my secret spot at river and go swimming alone like I used to. I walked out of the room and the hallway was flooded with buzzing people. Everyone appeared to be hyperactive and the noise was just thunderous enough that it could crash the building. Most of them are excited for the weekend, that’s the only reason as to why the upstream energy. If this was on a Tuesday or a Wednesday, everyone’s still probably wearing their saggy faces. However, the lingering knowledge that it’s Friday makes their expression a lo