Leo's POV: I groggily open my eyes and wake up in my crusty old bed. I sigh, rubbing my shit brown orbs, slowly adjusting to the light. I suddenly hear a shout from downstairs.
"LEO GET YOUR UGLY ASS DOWN HERE NOW BEFORE I SELL YOU TO ONE DIRECTION!!"
"COMING" I yell.
That was my abusive father. He used to be nice before my mother died. She got into a car accident before I was born. My father has been teaching me to hate the gays. Because of this whenever I see a gay person I immediately beat them up with my weak arms. I always lose though.
I throw my hair into a messy man bun like I usually do and throw on a quick outfit.
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I stare at myself in the mirror.
I'm so ugly :(
Did I forget to say that I'm depressed
The only one who understands me is my best friend, Lewis.
He's homophobic like me. We rule the school together, as straight men who have no romantic feelings towards men, especially not each other.
But lately Lewis has been acting different..
He's not moaning in the middle of class like he used to...
Like we used to :(
I forget about it and rush downstairs before my drunk, abusive, negligent father could beat me again. I say a quiet bye to him before grabbing my bag and running out the door.
I sigh and get on the bus and sit down next to another one of my homophobic friends, Jude. But he's not like Lewis.. Lewis is different... not like the other boys. I sigh and pull out my 63736387395 page werewolf smut novel and tuck some stray hair behind my ears. This is going to be a long bus ride...
