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Wyn listened to Oliver as he talked about worrying about him. It reminded him of how his mother got when Wyn stayed out too late in town or went over to someone's trailer without telling her. While she was a bit of a worry wart, it was nice to know that someone was thinking of him. "I'm fine," Wyn replied as he took a bite of his salad. That was a bit of a lie since he freaked out yesterday. "I was just...I wasn't prepared for your parents to barge in on us like that." Wyn turned away because he felt bad about the whole incident. It was hard to admit how insecure he was about everything, but it was something that would make Oliver feel better.
After taking a few bites of his salad and a sip of iced tea, Wyn took a deep breath. He'd prepared a little speech on the way over, but now he was blanking a bit. "I haven't been entirely truthful with you." Wyn started off as he nervously rubbed his hands together under the table. "My, um...I'm...fuck." Wyn takes a deep breath and continues before Oliver can object, "My father isn't on a business trip. He's not a businessman. He wasn't a businessman. I didn't tell anyone because it's none of their business anyways and I don't want people prying. We moved here because...things got hard." Wyn couldn't continue. He was practically shaking now and his mind refused to calm down enough to form coherent sentences. Originally, Wyn was going to tell Oliver that he was living with his aunt and both of his parents were dead, but now Wyn couldn't form the words to express what he wanted to say. While he felt comfortable with Oliver, coming clean was much harder than he thought it would be.
Turning away from Oliver, Wyn took a nervous gulp from his iced tea as he breathed a bit. "I've been going to therapy too to deal with depression and that shit. My therapist thought it'd be best if I went to Group to get to know others who were going through similar things..." Wyn's heart was beating out of his chest as he forced a smile. "So I guess we're both fucked up," Wyn finished as he looked up towards Oliver. There was a lot more Wyn wanted to tell Oliver, but not right now. At this moment, Wyn was done sharing about his life. Hopefully, it was enough for Oliver and would explain a few things. If he could open up slowly to Oliver, Wyn might eventually tell him everything, but not now.
After taking a few bites of his salad and a sip of iced tea, Wyn took a deep breath. He'd prepared a little speech on the way over, but now he was blanking a bit. "I haven't been entirely truthful with you." Wyn started off as he nervously rubbed his hands together under the table. "My, um...I'm...fuck." Wyn takes a deep breath and continues before Oliver can object, "My father isn't on a business trip. He's not a businessman. He wasn't a businessman. I didn't tell anyone because it's none of their business anyways and I don't want people prying. We moved here because...things got hard." Wyn couldn't continue. He was practically shaking now and his mind refused to calm down enough to form coherent sentences. Originally, Wyn was going to tell Oliver that he was living with his aunt and both of his parents were dead, but now Wyn couldn't form the words to express what he wanted to say. While he felt comfortable with Oliver, coming clean was much harder than he thought it would be.
Turning away from Oliver, Wyn took a nervous gulp from his iced tea as he breathed a bit. "I've been going to therapy too to deal with depression and that shit. My therapist thought it'd be best if I went to Group to get to know others who were going through similar things..." Wyn's heart was beating out of his chest as he forced a smile. "So I guess we're both fucked up," Wyn finished as he looked up towards Oliver. There was a lot more Wyn wanted to tell Oliver, but not right now. At this moment, Wyn was done sharing about his life. Hopefully, it was enough for Oliver and would explain a few things. If he could open up slowly to Oliver, Wyn might eventually tell him everything, but not now.