My dream pt 2

I only though about it for a few minutes then I remembered that Sydney didn't have her jeep. I picked her up at her house and I had to drive her home. I walked out of the house and looked for her but she was no where in sight. So I got in my truck and drove toward the main road.

Sydney didn't make it very far as I found her half way down my road that led to the main road. She was on her knees crying hysterically. I stopped my truck and got out, but before I could get to her she covered her head with her arms and screamed, "Please don't hurt me. I'll do anything you want just don't hurt me."

When I got to her I took her hands in mine and said, "Sydney honey I'm not going to hurt you. I can't hurt you. I love you too much. Now come back to the house so I can take care of you. Your knees are bleeding."

Sydney just knelt where she was and said, "You can't love me, you said you can't be gay. Just take me home please."

I helped her up to her feet and said, "Your right I can't be gay because I love a beautiful sweet girl. Come lets get you home." I took Sydney over to the truck and got her into the passenger side before getting into driver's side. I made a U-turn and drove back to my house.

When Sydney saw where we were headed she said, "I meant my house."

I took her hand in mine and said, "I'll tell you what. Let me get those knees taken care of while we talk, then if you still want to go home I'll take you."

When I got back to the house I helped Sydney out of the truck and into the house. I sat her down at the kitchen table before getting her a soda, as I wanted her sober at least for the time being. I then got a wash cloth and a towel.

While I started washing her knees I asked, "Is this why you wanted to know if I was gay."

Sydney giggled and said, "No. The reason I gave you was the truth. I don't like gay men. Most of them are assholes to girls like me. But then so can straight men. I really wanted to know why you didn't hit on me. I guess I was being a little conceited."