Long Distance | boy x boy

Chapter 1 - That Night

The sky is all dark and, I suppose, very cloudy. Only a few more or less shiny stars fall into my sight, causing a tiny smile to form on my rosy, dry lips.
No doubt, I obviously love the night.
Ever since I was a little kid, I liked stargazing and it really never changed. Those car rides late at night always make me remember how little me used to hop on that windowsill and stared at the moon & stars for hours..

A quiet sigh escapes my mouth and I carefully lean my head to the window; gazing at the reflection of my short, blonde hair and pale face, which is all swollen from crying. I gently wipe the tears off my cheeks, closing my eyes after raising the music's volume on my headphones..
This evening, my dad and I left the house to peacefully buy some groceries together after I had a terrible fight with mother. It wasn't the first time her and me would argue about the same things every day, but it hurts me more every single time. Mom made it extra obvious and audible today how much she hates my boyfriend.

For what reason? Oh well, there are way too many to remember all, despite that I don't even want to remember all of them.

Obviously, she doesn't like that I'm dating a male. My mother never wished for a gay son, neither did I wish for a homophobic parent. Yeah, we totally hate eachother.
It almost seems to bother her even more that it's a long distance relationship though. Him and I never met eachother, we only communicate with long chats and endless calls until one falls asleep. But isn't that enough? I mean, that's how online relationships work. And deep down, my only wish is to leave this country and move in with my lover. To lay in his arms without ever having to miss him again. To stay by his side forever, until forever falls apart...

Oh well, dad knows very well how upset such arguments with mother make me feel. He hates fighting just as much as I do.

We were about to reach the familiar local grocery store, when I heard dad's husky voice through my loud music. I carefully slip my headphones down, weakly blinking my teary eyes in concern. "Huh?" I mumble.
The car stopps at a traffic light's red color and father turns around for moment, looking at me with a honestly very weird expression on his face. An expression I've never seen before. Is it sadness? Worry? Distress?
I stare back at him, tilting my head in confuse.
"Do you want to leave?"

I frown. What does he mean by that?
My lips stay sealed, not knowing what to reply. Silence...
"Do you want to leave home, son?" dad repeats. Narrowing my eyes, I remain silent and stare at him for another moment. Father sighs quietly, turning his gaze back to the front when the red light turned green.

My thoughts felt all blurry and messed up, I didn't know what to think. Leaving mother? And my sibling? All my "friends"?
Dad cleared his throat.
"You want to meet your boyfriend, right?"
I felt my heart skip a beat that moment and suddenly, I had an entirely clear mind.
Yeah, that's what I want. It's almost scary to realize right now, how unimportant my current life is to me. I hate every single day I'm alive, every minute is pure torture. Nearly every person I ever met hates me just as much as I hate them.
Nobody, nothing that makes me want to stay here...
So I slowly nod, sighing.

"I do."
"Even if we will never come back here?"
"Yes, dad."