Dylan
I downed my drink as I sat at the bar. My hands were on top of the cold-hard wood top. I gestured to the bartender to serve me another drink. I don't know what the hell I was thinking messing around with a colleague of mine. Casey and I became good friends. He taught me a lot when I entered the medical profession in the military. He was already working as a doctor, and he took me in showing me everything he knew so that I wouldn't struggle so much. We were great friends, even after he found out from the others that I was gay. For the first few years, he saw me and treated me for me, not for what I was, but for who I was.
But then almost three years ago, it somehow just...happened. I was missing Troy so much.
The more I talked to him, the less I felt I deserved him in my life. He
