Secrets (DreamNotFound)

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TW's:
-Abuse
-Homophobia

Dream's POV

'Clay?'

I looked up in the face of my mum and dad. I quickly let go of George and smiled at them. I could have known this would happen, even though the chances were so low. They saw me freaking kiss with George for a second. They knew, they heard me say it.

'Uh- mum, dad. Long time ago,' I said, chuckling softly to try and chance the subject before it even started.

'Can you repeat what you said last Clay?'

'Uh- I can't even remember what we were talking about.'

'Why did you kiss him?'

'Oh uh- that was nothing.'

My dad walked closer to me and grabbed my arm.

'After all what kissing huh, Clay?'

'Uh-.'

'Have you kissed with a boy, Clay?'

'Uh- no, I-.'

'Clay, don't lie to me now,' he said squeezing my arm.

'I did, dad. I'm sorry.'

'Why?'

'I like boys, dad. I'm sorry to not be the perfect child.'

'Are you a faggot?'

'I'm bisexual or gay.'

'You're gross.'

'I'm sorry, dad.'

Before I knew I felt a hand hitting my face. 'My son isn't gay. We always tried raising you so good, but everything went wrong when you moved out.'

'I already had feelings for guys before I moved out. Can you please stop hurting my arm?'

He squeezed my arm even tighter than he did before, I could feel his nails make my arm start to bleed.

'Clay, you know I don't like faggots.'

'I'm sorry. I wish I was perfect too, but I'm not. I really like guys a lot, I really do. Can you please let me love them? I think I'm happier with a boy, dad. I know I am not perfect, I know you don't like people who are gay, but can you please let me be happy with a boy.'

'No, Clay. I won't let you be happy with a boy, you disappointed us, and not a little too.'

'But I'm in love with him, please let me love him. I'm far gone from you, you won't even see anything of what we do.'

'We just saw you kiss him.'

'I'm gone here in a few weeks and we never have to see each other again, I love him, I really do. Please let me love him.'

'If you continue this we disown you. Do you not realise this, Clay? Do you not realise everyone will always hate on you forever? Do you not realise it? Do you realise how incredibly disgusting you are? How absolutely gross?'

'But I just really love him, I can't help it. Love is love right.'

'No, love isn't love. It's always a man and a woman together. It wasn't meant to be to get a man and a man together.'

'But I really love him.'

'Do you really? I don't think you do, your love is fake. You don't really love him, you just are touch starved.'

'I am not, I like kissing him because I'm truly in love with him.'

'I never want to see you ever again, you disgusting faggot.'

My dad finally let go of me and he suddenly kicked my leg which caused me to winced from the pain. My mum and dad walked off and left me with George. I started crying harder than I could remember I had ever done and George pulled me close. I cried in his arms and we sat down in the sand. George softly rubbed my back and kissed my cheek multiple times.

'I wanted to ask you to be my boyfriend, but I'm so scared now.'

'We don't have to be boyfriends.'

'But I can't just keep kissing you without having a relationship with you, that's weird to me.'

'We don't have to kiss if you don't want to.'

'But I want to, because I like you so freaking much.'

'I like you too, Dream.

'I want to kiss you so badly, but I just don't dare to anymore. Maybe they were right, everyone is always going to hate on us.'

'And I wouldn't care. My love for you is stronger.'

'I just don't know anymore, all I know is that I'm so hurt and sad.'

I looked at my arms and saw the nails prints in there. George saw it too and hugged me even tighter. And as we kept hugging we suddenly heard a voice, the voice of Punz.

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