Boys will be Boys

Therapy

I walked to the school Chappy. I opened the door.
"ah Harry poreck. Welcome come in" I sat down awkwardly and put my bag on the floor "so tell me what's been happening" I sat in silence again. I didn't want to talk to someone that would tell my dad everything that's happening in these sessions "ok I knew you would be silent so I do this thing where I get people to write things down so they don't have to say it" she gave me piece of paper and a pen. I sat for a minute "don't be scared to write anything" her voice was so soft and calming it scared me for some reason. I've never had someone so quiet talk to me before. I started writing everything that's been happening lately, and I gave it to the Chaplin. She read it and started typing. I got worried. I told her everything even the stuff about the Jake. I got worried
"can I go now" I asked
"no we need to talk about this" I didn't want to stay. I got up and left. I walked to my class for that period. I didn't talk much the rest of the day. I started walking home. I walked into my house, and I went to my room. Many hours later my dad came home. I walked out to start making dinner when my dad stopped me
"why do you think you like a boy?" he asked. I closed the fridge
"what do you mean?" I asked in a high-pitched voice
"I got a message that included your files from your therapy session"
"yeah......"
"what is wrong with you?"
"great question"
"you were born a boy. So, you have to marry a girl"
"you can't make me"
"yes I can" he grabbed my arm and slapped me across the face. Everything happened so fast. Soon I was in my room. I don't know what came over me, but I was packing my bag.