Coming Home

I walked into my house, quietly shutting the door. I was slightly late from the conversation with Bri and I hoped to God that my dad didn't notice. I was almost home free, almost to my bedroom, when I felt a pain smash through my back. It stung, like a slash of a whip.

"Where were you?!" My dad spits.

"I-i walked home with someone." I mumble.

"Who?" I felt the crack of his belt smash on my back again.

"B-brian." I answer weakly.

"Haner's boy? Why the fuck were hanging out with him, your too pathetic of a fucking human being to go near him." It felt like he was spitting venom on open wounds towards me.

"I don't know." I mutter.

"Go to your room and do your fucking homework." He answers.

"I don't have any." I retort quietly.

"I said go fucking do it!" He yells whipping his belt at the back of my neck.

I lose my balance and fall onto me knees. I get up slowly, surrendering to my room. I slumped back onto my bed. I felt tears washing down my face, from pain, physically and mentally. From dissapointment, self-hate, my own self-pity. I cry into the sleeves of my jacket, sobbing silently. I heard a sound from my window, like something bouncing off of it, almost cracking it. I furrow my eyebrows, what the fuck? I shuffle over to my window, careful not to step on anything. I look out it to see Brian in the tree next to my window. I stared wide eyed at him, frozen in my tracks. I couldn't let him in, could I?

"Uh, Hi." I say sliding my window open.

"Hey, are you okay? You look like shit." He says.

He climbs in through my window quickly, not caring if I said no. I stare at him in disbelief. If my dad caught me in here with him, I might as well just kill myself now. He glances over at me and smiles softly. He heads over to my bed, flopping onto it. Patting the side of it, signalling for me to sit next to him. Does he think he lives here now? What happened to him and Michelle?

"Oh yeah, Michelle and I broke up." He says with a smirk.

"Why?" I ask confused.

"Because, I'm gay." He answers.

Holy motherfucking shit, I...I think I'm going to pass out.

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