Butterflies 🦋 chansung

of an end

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Butterfly.

How could a mere phone call create the biggest turn of someone's life.

It dropped as if the petronas tower fell once again, with a lot of casualties and devastation it brought but the only casualty here is actually me.

"Han Jisung!"

"Yes, I'm gay!!!"

A loud sound landed on my cheeks after I shouted. I can't believe that a day will come where my dad will slap me. Not just that, My mom is sobbing as if I was dead, mourning for the dead? Why? I wish I was but I'm still here in front of you, Mom.

Their once loving and understanding eyes, now in the mix of grief and judgement.

My dad kept in digging and pointing his fingers at me. Blasting profanities all coming from his mouth, yeah. A Christian household. Sodom and Gomorrah crumbling. Sunday bible stories. I hate to break it to you, but the whole world is much more worse than those two city and still deserves the same amount of burning.

I thought they'll accept me just as the other people around me seem to be fine with it. I did not worry because I knew they love me. I might've been to expectant. My life hits its turning point like a novel or a book.

I did not speak a word. I am overwhelmed with emptions.

Letting their anger boil down. My mom threw a tantrum locking herself in their bedroom and my Dad followed.

'Adults'

"Now what?"

I mumbled.

I just went straight to my bedroom. Flopping my heavy body on the bed. Next thing I knew, flickering my eyes awake, I heard the sounds of a drill outside and my dad just basically barricaded my door. He put a lock from the outside.

"Mom?" I panicked with the thought of not being able to come out, what are they planning and I slammed my hands repeatedly on the wooden door.

"Dad?"

"You are not gay."

"Think for yourself, Han Jisung."

"But I am!"

...

There was no response.

"And guess what?!"

"I kissed a boy! You saw that right?!" I punched the door in my rage. I was angry, I judged wrong. My parents can't accept me.

Apparently, The school called.

Someone reported an inappropriate video of two male students kissing. I couldn't even care less who, I knew my classmates, they deleted it all. The only copy present was on me.

I even forgot that I had it.

I had no time to even think this through. The drilling stopped and suddenly the door opened. My dad came in beet red in anger.

My dad holding a piece of wood. "You did what?"

Why does he have a meter long fucking wood? Scared to whatever will fall uppn me, I immediately back down little by little falling on my feet as he came closer and I curled up. Hunching in the corner knowing what he's gonna do. Now I can't fight my tears. I am utterly scared. Is this what they're talking about when you're a gay man- that you'll face-