Making It Through

My Gay Parents

"I know of a place we can go," daddy said.

"Where?" I said through sobs.

"My boyfriend's house."

"But you're married to mommy. You can't have a boyfriend. And I thought you were the kind of guy who loves girls anyway."

"No. I'm bi which means I love boys and girls. I'm going to divorce your mommy and get married to my boyfriend. Everything will be okay."

"How can you even say that?!" I unstrapped myself and climbed into the very back of the jeep. Then I curled up into a ball and started to sob. After maybe an hour, my body became tired from crying and I fell asleep from exhaustion.

"I got you a plushie," my dad's voice shook me awake. The sun blared into my eyes.

"Where's Eyelash?" I closed my eyes because the sun hurt.

"She'll living with your uncle Odin in Lincoln, Nebraska."

"Oh."

"Well, here's the plushie." He put the plushie next to me. "Come inside when you're ready." I waited until I couldn't hear his boots anymore, then I fell back asleep.

When I woke up it was evening. The sun was setting and there wasn't a sound to be heard. I picked up the plushie and looked at it. It was a shirtless boy. I walked inside, delicately holding it.

"Daddy?!" I called. He was nowhere to be found. "DADDY?!" I began running around the house.

"Ohhhh. Yeah. Keep it going," I heard my dad say.

I heard some weird noises and then spotted a room with light shining under the bottom of the door. I opened the door. "Da-?" I started, but ran off screaming. I saw things that I never wanted to repeat again.

"Yui!" the other man shouted. He ran after me, pulling on his pants. "Yui stop!"

I stopped and spun around. "What were you doing with my daddy?!"

"Long story......... Anyways, I thought you might want to see your room."

"Okie," I said. He picked me up and brought me to a big pink room with castles painted on the walls.

"This is your new room."

"Yay!" He dropped me on the bed and I giggled. "Where's daddy?"

"He needs some time to recover..."

"What's your name?" I asked, hoping he would have as cool of a name as my parents.

"Klay."

"Your named after dirt?! WHAT THE HECK?!"

"Just get some sleep already," he walked out of my room.

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When I was five, my dads sent me to school. I didn't know anything and it was a complete fail. One day after school, my dads decided to let me drop out of school:

My dad drove up in our old jeep to my school. I was sitting on a bench all by myself. I stood up to walk to my dad, but some girls stopped me. They pushed me to the ground and stole my lunchbox.

"Don't bother coming back, Mrs. Gay-No-Brainer!" the girls said, laughing as they walked away.

I stood up, crying and walked to the jeep. I opened the back door and hopped in. "You aren't going to go to school anymore," my daddy said.

"O-okay..." I didn't question why because I was glad to be out of that place. I pulled the plushie out of my backpack and held it close to me.

"Did I ever tell you why that's important?" my daddy said, driving away from the school.

"No..."

"Well, I'll tell you know. It's name is Rei Ryugazaki. It's the name of your sister's favorite character from her favorite anime. I got it for you so that you can remember her."

"Oh! That's so cool!" I looked down at Rei and thought to myself, I'll see you again one day Eyelash.

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Everything seemed perfect here, but things aren't always as perfect as they seem...

One night when I was six, I was pretending to sleep while my dads fought.

"You've been cheating on me?!" my step daddy yelled.

"Yeah, so what? At least my daughter still loves me!" my dad yelled.

"She doesn't deserve a cheating snob like you! I'm going to take her with me to Texas where she'll be safe from you!" My step dad ran upstairs, picked me up and ran to a car. He plopped me in the back and sped away from the house.

"But what about daddy?" I said.

"Nevermind him. Get some sleep."

I didn't sleep that night. How could I knowing that I had lost both my birth parents...