Name: Pride
Author: JasmineFlower17

Chapter 1: Pride

A/N: Welcome back, loves!

I really hope that this story doesn't offend the LGBT community because that is not my intent.

With that being said, I hope you like this story and feel free to give me your feedback. I'd really appreciate it!

Kendall

(KenDoll917) ...Shit, I forgot to turn off the sound so I know when you respond. As you can see, I'm in the library and I'msupposed to be working on my book report. I wanted to know if you got the pictures that I sent you." I typed.

My name is Kendall Porter and I am fifteen years old. I am a ninth grader at Park East High School.

I have been having an online relationship with a guy named Nick that I met on a new app called Krave for a few months.

We've never met in person but desperately want to meet. He lives in Houston, Texas and I live here in New York.

(NickNoJonas346) "...Of course I got your pictures; can't wait to finally see you in person. Listen, how would you like it if I made a trip to New York in a couple of weeks so we can meet in person?" Nick replied.

I pondered for a second to analyze that question.

My mother is extremely religious and I don't even think she suspects that I'm into guys, not girls. Nick is openly gay and has already came out to his parents, while I struggled with mine.

I have never went all the way with a guy before, the only thing that I have done is kiss another guy. Nick knows that I am a virgin and he understands that I'm still coming to terms with my sexuality.

(KenDoll917)"...I would love to meet you in person, you know that. You know that my mom would kill me if she knew that I was bringing a guy into the house."

(NickNoJonas346)"...Yes, I know, babe. Talking through a computer screen is hard; I'd rather meet the guy behind the screen that I'm falling for. Please don't push me away."

(KenDoll917)"...Never. I just need more time, I hope you understand."

I could hear the sound of high heels clicking on the hardwood flooring of the library.

(KenDoll917) "I'll talk to you later; I think my teacher is walking in." I typed, aggressively.

I closed out the Krave app and opened the window of my rough draft and pretended to type as my teacher walked past.

"That was a close one," I sighed.

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Timothy

I walked downstairs and went into the dining room, smoothing out my oxford shirt and tie when my beautiful wife, Natalie, enters with a solemn look on her face.

"What's wrong?" I shrugged.

"I took another pregnancy test and it was negative... again." She responded, with her doe eyes closed.

I rolled my eyes sarcastically.

"Nat, we've been over this."

"I really want to be a mother, Timothy. Please, reconsider? Please!" She begged.

"I'm at the height of my career and can't be tied down by kids." I demanded. "You know how I feel about them anyway."

"But-,"

"I have to be at work soon so I'll see you later."

I walked out of the dining room and walked out of the front door.

○○○

As I walked onto the subway train, there was a mother standing, holding her crying baby in her arms, trying to comfort her child. I rolled my eyes and sat down across from her.

"Shh." The mother whispered.

My name is Timothy Clark and I am forty years old. I am a successful accountant at Empire Tax Professionals.

I have a beautiful twenty-eight years old wife named Natalie, who desperately wants a baby. I'm opposed to the idea because I despise children. I really don't know why but I hate everything about them.

The crying, the whining, the tapping when they want something. Ugh!

"My God, woman! Can you shut that baby up?" I yelled. "There are other passengers on this subway other than you that want peace and quiet!"

The angered mother placed her crying child in the carseat and turned to me and replied, "Excuse me, my daughter is teething and she is such a nuisance to you?"

"You're damn right she is!" I retorted.

The disgruntled mother grunted.

"You are an arrogant asshole and you will get what you deserve for talking about an innocent life! When you become a parent, you will have a whole new attitude!" She hissed.

"That'll be the day!" I seethed.

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My assistant, Valerie held the elevator door for me and she as I stepped into the elevator along with her.

"Good morning, Timothy. Rough morning?" Valerie questioned.

"I'm fine. Just had to argue with a bitch on the subway this morning the whole train ride." I replied.

"What happened?" She asked, repulsed.

"I told her to shut her baby up and no one wants to hear that this early in the fucking morning." I replied, completely angered all over again.

"Timothy, why would you do that?"

"You know how much I despise children."

"Yes, I know but still."

Valerie is my personal assistant and a good friend of mine. My wife and I often have dinner parties with her and her husband and go out for drinks every once in a while.

"Let's get ready to punch this clock, Val."

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"Val, I have a few demands for the day before we get started." I said.

"Sure, where are they?" Valerie asked, typing on the computer.

"Schedule an appointment with Mr. Nicholson for a follow up visit regarding his taxes."

"Done. What else?"

"Schedule a lunch date for Natalie and I at approximately 12:15."

"Done. What's the last one?"

"Pick up my dry cleaning before 4pm. I keep forgetting it's there."

"I will have that done for you, Mr. Clark." Valerie said, bursting out in laughter.

"It's fun having you as an assistant. I don't treat you like shit and make you run errands."

"Like McDonald treats that new girl." Valerie said, doubtfully.

"I hate how he treats her; she's been here for, what, two weeks now?" I agreed.

"Have her join our team!"

"I don't really think that I need another assistant, Val, but I can't take the way he treats her. I think McDonald is just up in age and doesn't know how to adapt. Maybe having her join us wouldn't be a bad idea. I'm going to go talk to him."

Valerie nodded and continued typing.

"Good! I'll be here placing your demands."

As I walked down the hall, I could hear McDonald screaming at the young lady from behind the door.

"I really don't even know why someone hired you here! You are just as useless as my teenage daughter!" He yelled.

"That's enough, McDonald!" I yelled, opening and closing the door behind me.

He turned around and folded his arms angrily.

"What do you want, Clark?"

"You need to stop treating your assistant like shit or I'm going to have the forcefully take her away from you!" I shouted.

I was fuming at this eighty-six year old man.

"You can gladly have her! She's useless!" He said, nonchalantly.

"I asked her to make me a cup of coffee and her fucking ass spilled it all over my pants and my blazer!"

"She's not a fucking servant, McDonald! She's a fucking human being! She's fucking twenty years old as best!" I retorted.

"This man is awful and I'm contemplating quitting but I need the money." The young woman said.

"You don't have to worry about him anymore because you're working for me from now on." I demanded.

The young lady's eyes lit up.

"Thank you, sir."

"Let's go, Miss."

The young lady and I walked out of McDonald's office and went into the elevator.

"Thank you for sticking up for me, sir." She said, nervously.

"You're welcome and call me Timothy. I don't force my assistants to call me Mr. Clark, Sir, or anything like that. What's your name, Miss?"

"Maya."

"Well, Maya, welcome to my team. You will love it working for Valerie and I."

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Kendall

"Kendall, I'm going to my bible study. I'll be back in one hour." My mother, Kendra, said, entering my room as I sat at my computer desk.

"I have to work on my book report so I'll be here." I replied.

"Alright, son. I'll leave you to it."

My mother walked out the room and closed the door behind her.

"That was close."

I logged on to the Krave app to see if Nick was online. I began typing a message.

(KenDoll917):"...Hey, are you awake? I know it's like 10:17 there. My mom just left and I had to sneak and talk to you."

Nick responded quickly.

(NickNoJonas346): "...How long do you think it'll be until you come out to her? I understand that you need time to do that but I want you to be open with your sexuality. I really like you, Kendall, I do, but I need to be sure that you will do that for me, for us."

(KenDoll917): "...I will, babe. I have no reason to lie or keep us away from anyone. If you knew my mother, you would know why I am sparring her."

(NickNoJonas346): "...Look, coming out to your parents is hard. My mother was a little apprehensive at first but she told me that she knew all along. She wanted me to come out on my own and be honest with myself. I think that you can do that if you give yourself a chance to face her."

I had to focus and do the best I could do in order to ace this book report. I couldn't let my grade slip all for some boy I really like. I need to get Nick off of my mind in order to focus.

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Timothy

"It has been one exhausting day, ladies." I yawned.

"I know, my husband has been texting me wondering when I'll be home." Valerie said.

"Maya, you are free to go. Valerie and I are going to head home too."

Maya nodded.

"Thank you so much for all that you've done to help me, Mr. Clark." Maya replied, timidly.

"I told you, call me Timothy."

"I don't feel comfortable calling someone much older than me by first name. Will all due respect."

"It's alright. I understand."

"Goodnight, you guys. See you in the morning."

Maya walked out of my office.

"What a nice girl she is, Timothy." Valerie said, smiling.

"She's going to do very well here with us. Come on, let's get out of here." I replied.

"You're not taking the subway home, are you?"

"Of course, why not?"

"Absolutely not. I'll take you home."

Valerie bent over to reach for her cellphone inside of her purse.

"Hey, honey, Timothy and I just finished with work. I'll be home soon, just have to drop him off. He's wanting to take the subway again and I told him, 'No'. See you soon. I love you. Bye."

"Let's go."

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"So how is Natalie these days?" Valerie asked.

"She's been hounding me to get her pregnant. Every day she's taking pregnancy tests and doing fertility treatments every other week." I said, eyebrows raised.

"Timothy, children are not that bad. You guys have been married for six years now. Don't choose your fate for her. Give her a chance to become a mother."

"I'm at the height of my career and don't need to be tied down with kids. I'm forty years old and she's thinking that I'm some bionic man or something!" I shouted.

"I'm sorry that I caused you to pop a blood vessel over the subject. All I'm saying is to think about it." She reassured.

There was no "thinking about it". I've made up my mind all my life that I didn't want children. Natalie is just going to have to get on board. Well, she may have to because I never told her the truth on why she hasn't gotten pregnant.

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As soon as I entered the living room and tuned on the lights, I let out a yawn. My wife walks down the stairs wearing sexy red lace lingerie with high heels about seven inches high.

"Welcome home, honey. Tonight I want to take good care of you." Natalie said, seductively as her fingertips trailed across my chest.

"Not tonight, I've had a long day." I yawned.

"That's the point; I'm willing to relax you." She continued.

"Damnit! Will you ever learn?" I spewed.

"Why are you telling at me like this?"

"I'm not a bionic man, alright? I said that I am exhausted and you still can't take a fucking hint! Enough is enough, Nat! Seriously!"

"I'm just trying to better my chances of conceiving, that's all." Natalie mumbled.

"I didn't want to tell you this but you really leave me no choice."

"Tell me what?" She asked, repulsed.

"For the past six years, I've been putting birth control in all of your meals." I admitted.

"What?"

"It's true. It was like you weren't going to back down from my desire not to have children. I can't give you something that I don't want."

Natalie began sobbing.

"I can't believe you, Timothy! That means that you lied to me the whole time that we've been married! What am I supposed to say to that?

"I've made it clear that I did not want to have children from the start! You just wouldn't listen!"

"I can't believe that you would do something so drastic to my body. I'm done with you, Timothy. I'm packing my bags first thing in the morning. You'll never have to worry about me again."

Natalie ran out of the room and up the stairs, crying inconsolably.