Lance collapsed on his bed with tears pooling down his face and hitting his pillow with loud drop sounds.
"Hey, Bro? You okay?" Lance's older sister asked. She opened his door to peak into the boy's room to see him crying and shaking on the twin sized bed. "Was school really that bad?"
"YES!" Cried the small boy. "I hate everything." He sobbed.
"Oh come on. If can't be that bad." Said his sister. "When I was in middle school-"
"You weren't bullied because you liked boys." Lance shouted before he realized what he had said. Then more tears ran down his face.
"Oh goodness, pequeño. There is nothing wrong with being gay." Lance's sister grabbed him and pulled him into a hug. The boy sniffed.
"But I don't like boys." He said, mumbling in his older sibling's shoulder. "I like girls."
"I know." She whispered. "It's okay. That bully is mean. You're perfect the way you are."
"Really?" Lance asked, looking up from his spot crying. His sister smiled and nodded. "Okay.." he sniffed.
Then mother called dinner.
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At Least I Tried
FanfictionFrom the author who brought you "Mute Deaf Special"... This story follows Lance and Keith through their heartbreaking story of ups and downs of the love between an outcasted vampire and outcasted man. Lance has been through a lot and now you get to...
