Dead Inside

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Shit shit shit

I just wanted the ground to swallow me whole. My eyes landed on the army  uniform that was laying Al over the floor of the room i was in. I sat curled up in my bed, ready to cry.
My luck really was the worst.
Dream was here. He was here. He was my enemy. But worst of all. He saw me. He knew i was there. He knows. I screamed into my pillow. Why was this happening?

"You alright?" I looked to the door. Punz looked back at me. This was definitely the lats thing i needed.

"Not really" i barely said loud enough to hear it myself. But Punz heard it.

"Hey what's wrong?" He said dropping his gun on the table. He sat next to me.

"Well...." And that's how I ended up telling him everything.

"So, it started about tree years ago"

"When i lived in Florida, i had this friend. More like boyfriend" i hoped that he wasn't homophobic. But he didn't seem to mind.

"And uh"

"I have this father, he's kinda homophobic. Like really homophobic. Extremely homophobic"

I heard a small, 'oh no' from Punz.

"And uh, he didn't know me and This friend, his name was Clay"
He nodded

"Where dating. And if he found out"
He nodded again.

"He could have seriously have hurt Clay"
I saw his eyes go wide.

"He was already in jail for abuse"

"So i was scared that when he got out, he might seriously harm clay"

"And i didn't want that, so i faked my death"

"Wait wait wait, you did WHAT?" he said jumping of the bed.

"Uhm yeah and i might or might have not seen him in the forest"
I said trying my best not to cry. Punz seemed to pick up on this. He pulled me into a hug
"Hey, it's going to be alright"

I didn't believe it. I really didn't. But i didn't protest.

But mama I'm in love with a criminal

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