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I know I'm dreaming. I have to be dreaming.
For some reason, I'm in the dining room sitting at the table. My mother is across from me, smiling. Her eyes are happy, filled with pride.
I'm confused and I don't know what to say. Without thinking I blurt out, "Mom, I like boys. The way that most boys like girls."
Her smile turns into a frown and her eyes, almost immediately, fill with hate. When she opens her mouth to speak her teeth are needle sharp and her voice is deep and ragged.
"You're going to hurt him, Cecil. You'll only end up hurting him in the end." She hisses.
I don't know what's happening, but it's scaring me. I need to wake up!
"You'll only hurt him, Cecil. You will hurt anyone that you love." She continues as her eyes fog over with darkness.
"No, mom! No, I won't! I could never!" I nod my head vigorously and my body is shaking. Or being shaken.
"Cecil? Cecil! Wake up!" I hear a deep, panicky voice say. "Cecil, are you okay?!" I look up to see Carlos's scared face hovering over mine.
"Huh? What happened?" I mumble and rub the sleep out of my eyes.
"You were shaking and screaming in your sleep. Did you have a nightmare?" Carlos asked as he pushed a piece of hair out of my face.
"I don't think so, I don't remember." I decided I shouldn't tell him about my dream. There's no need to make him worry about me.
I look at my alarm clock and it says 6 a.m. I decide I should probably start getting ready for school or should I say another day of being humiliated.
"Hey, umm, Carlos, I'm gonna go get ready for school, okay?" I say tracing the outline of his jaw with my hand.
"Okay."
He lays back down on my bed and closes his eyes. He's so cute when he's all relaxed. I stand up and start heading to the bathroom.
"Cecil, wait!" I turn to look at Carlos, but am greeted with a kiss instead. "Don't be afraid of going to school, okay?" He smiles and runs back to my bed, "Come get me in half an hour!"
"Y-yeah okay," I smile and touch my lips, the sweet taste of his still lingers there, which makes me smile even more.
I finally reach my bathroom and I see the mirror, covered up and haunting me. I decide to uncover it just to see how much it still affects me. When I take the towel off, I immediately regret it.
I see my pale blonde, almost white hair, messy from sleep. The skin surrounding my left eye is now discolored and my lip is still a little fat.
"What does he see in you?" I say out loud to myself. "You're so pathetic!" Tears start rolling down my face and into the sink.
I can't take it anymore.
I ball my hand up into a fist and pound it into the mirror. I don't stop until Carlos pulls me away and my hand is filled with shards of glass. He pulls me onto the ground and into his lap.
"Cecil, what the hell!? What were you thinking?" Carlos yells at me, more in concern than anger. I stare at his face blankly for a few moments before I say something.
"I-I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me," I stare at the ground now which is covered in glass and blood. After a few moments Carlos pulls me against his chest and whispers in my ear.
"Don't scare me like that," he says as he then kisses my forehead. We sit there for a while, until my alarm clock goes off.
Carlos gets up off the floor and takes me with him, carrying me to my bed. He then leaves for a few moments and comes back with some alcohol and bandages for my hand.
He wraps my hand like a pro and when he's done he climbs into the bed with me. He wraps his arms tightly around me, almost as if to protect me.
"We can be a little late to school, can't we?" He mumbles into my hair.
"Yes, of course," I reply back as I snuggle my face closer to his chest, breathing in his scent.
We decide that we will leave my house at 9, just enough to miss first period. Why be late when you could just miss that period all together?
We get to school right as the second period bell rings, giving us just enough time to get seats next to each other in class.
I look around and notice that Earl isn't there. Carlos must've noticed me looking because he turns to me and asks, "Hey, where's Earl?"
I scratch the back of my neck and begin to reply, "Well you see, last night-"
"Good morning class!" My teacher Miss Josie proclaims as she walks through the door.
"I'll tell you later," I mouth to Carlos.
He simply smiles and oh my god he's so cute!
I turn back to my work and actually have the best class I've had for a while.
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Third and fourth period pass by in a blur, especially since Carlos isn't in either of those classes.
I can't wait for lunch, because I'll get to see my boyfriend again! I'm walking to the cafeteria when I hear a loud cackle from behind me.
I turn to look and see none other than Steve Carlsberg.
"Where's your boyfriend, Palmer?"
Well Shit.
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