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~milo POV~

TW: abuse, homophobia

"WHAT THE FVCK IS THIS" I knew something was wrong as soon as I walked through that door, I had only been in the house for two seconds when a phone was aggressively shoved in my face. I stepped backwards and looked at the phone in my fathers hand. My heart stoped. It was a photo of Alec pinning me against a locker.

My father looked like he was going to implode I died slightly inside "i had one rule" his voice was a dangerous growl "ONE FVCKING RULE!" I shrunk away from him "you don't understand" I muttered "I UNDERSTAND PERFECTLY FINE" his voice had risen to a roar, I was petrified, I wanted to run, to hide but my body just sat there. frozen.

It wasn't long before the first punch landed I was used to the abuse by now but it didn't make it hurt less.

After a hour to or so of screaming and abuse you dragged my bloodied and beaten body up stairs "fvck FVCK FVCK!" I wanted to scream to shout to tell people what my parents did to me, but it was pointless. No one ever listened. I made my way to the bathroom pulled off my blood soaked clothes and got in the shower.

The hot water slithers across my body it makes my cuts burn with anger " me and Alec were just friends we were just fvcking around" the water on my face turned salty. My back pressed against the shower wall I just started sobbing. I couldn't do this anymore I wanted out...

Alec POV

"Ooooooh see that look on his face he's thinking about a girrrrrrrl!" My sister Zias incessant taunting was extremely irritating "oh buzz off sh!thead" I say shooing her away like a fly "muuuuuuuum Alec likes a girl!" She yells as she scampers off. Zia can be annoying sometimes but I couldn't ask for a better sister, no in reality I was thinking about Milo, he was perfect, the way he walked,talked even breathed, it seemed as if that boy could do no wrong.

I remember when I pushed him up against the lockers, the way his face turned the most lovely shade of pink and his expression was to die for, just the memory was enough to make him feel a strong longing to be around him...constantly I take of my hoodie I feel hot all of a sudden. I have known that I was bi for awhile but I haven't actually liked a guy yet I mean sure I've had a few one nighters before but I had never actually been in a relationship with one "plus he probably isn't even into guys" I smile sadly to my self well a guy can dream can't he.

(Hey all sorry for the late upload I have had no motivation lately and school been busy but I'll try my best to pump out some more chapters but they might not be as long 😅👍)