"RAPE! R-A-P-E get this rapist off of me!" Zane said In a rapping sort of way. As I rolled off of him.
We joked around for a minute and ended up just laying on the beach, feet in the water, waiting to see a dolphin.
"LOOK! DO YOU SEE IT? RIGHT OVER THERE!" Zane yelled. "It's a dolphin!"
Laughing hysterically I said "That is one huge, whale - like dolphin zane!"
"Way to ruin the dolphin date, douche!" Zane said and winked at me.
After realizing we weren't going to see a dolphin, we decided it was time to go home. He dropped me off, and as I came in the door, I seen my mother, talking to James. I'm not sure what they were saying, but the way she was smiling, and the look in her eyes made me sure this is where she was happy, and that made me happy. This is home.
The next morning I woke up, and came downstairs for breakfast. As I sat down with my mom, I could tell something was bothering her.
"Hey mom, is everything okay?" I asked. Although it was clear she was not okay. How could she be upset after being so happy just last night?
"Oh no babe. I'm okay. I have to leave for my interview. I love you tho Brycey. It's still you and me against the world." She said fighting back tears. I knew better than to push the issue, she wouldn't tell me what was wrong until she was ready.
"Okay mom, I love you too. And of course, it will always be you and me. Good luck today, you'll do great!" I said, and I meant it. If one thing was steady in my life, it was my mom and our bond.
After she left James came downstairs and sat on the chair across from me. I decided to see if he knew what was wrong with mom earlier.
"Hey James, is everything alright with mom? She seemed pretty upset earlier." I asked concerningly.
"She is fine buddy, and she will talk to you soon enough, don't worry about it!" He said as if she was overreacting.
I nodded and went upstairs. Maybe Zane will want to hang out and help me get my mind off things. I called him, but he forwarded it. That was odd, he has always answered. He's probably just busy.
I laid down and turned the TV on. Today I would just relax and hangout with my mom.
"I can't believe you!" I heard Jess scream. Me being my nosy self, I walked over and opened my door so I could hear her and James's conversation.
"How could you bring someone like that around me!" She screamed defensively and stormed up the stairs.
"Hey Jess, what's wrong?" I asked, I didn't really care what was wrong, I just wanted to know what she was so mad about.
"Nothing is wrong, except the fact that there is a fucking fag lurking around!" She said as she slammed her bedroom door.
I was so confused. Why would jess be so mean? She has always been sweet to me, and who is gay? Could she be talking about me? That's not possible. Nobody in this entire state knows I'm gay.
After thinking about it for awhile, I heard the front door open, and knew my mom was home.
I needed to know what was going on. Everyone was acting so weird. So I yelled for her to come upstairs, and she did. She walked in my room, and asked a question I've been scared to hear my entire life.
"Brycey.. Are you... Are you gay?" She said as she began crying and slumped down beside me on my bed and rested her hand on my leg.
I was so shocked. Time stopped, and all I could think was how? How did she find out? There is no way. I didn't know what to say, so I just denied it.
"No mom, why are you asking that? Is that why jess said she's mad because a fag is around her?" I asked, trying so hard to act natural and not break down.
"Brycey.. we all know.. The other night, you borrowed James's computer. He went through his history, and came across a gay porn site, he came to me, and we clicked the link. It went to a gay porn site, and the username to the account was 'BryceOwens123' .. I'm not mad at you, I'm mad at myself. I'm mad that you weren't comfortable enough to tell me. I will always love you. But there's a problem, Jess gained her homophobia from living in this small town. Apparently gays just aren't a thing here, and they definitely aren't accepted.. it was a huge mistake moving here, I can't stand the thought of someone bullying you. Or you being judged for something you can't change. We have to move." My mom said while crying so hard I could barely hear her.
I can't believe they know. I can't believe I didn't delete the history. I just ruined my whole life. Wait, no, I just ruined my mom's whole life. She was so happy here, and now, because of me she wants to move. I'm still In shock, I can't say anything, I can't admit to it after lying my entire life.
"Mom I'm not gay I swear!" I yelled.
"Brycey I can't believe you are still lying to me.. You can talk to me when you're ready to be honest." She said and got up, and left my room.
The rest of that night I laid in my bed, thinking of ways to get out of it, how do I lie my way out of this? What do I do? I cant lie anymore. They all know. Screw it, I'm staying in my room for the rest of my life.
I really thought I was just going to never leave my room, but after falling asleep and waking up that morning I was so hungry and thirsty, I had to go get breakfast.
Mom was at the table with James, she was eating while he read the paper. Jess and Leon sat in the living room watching TV. I walked in the kitchen, got a plate of food, some orange juice, and sat down to eat.
Nobody said nothing, nobody talked at all. Everyone just pretended I wasn't there. At this point, I was getting mad. Mad at my mom, for ignoring me, acting like I didn't exist, mad at James for going through the history on his laptop, mad at jess for hating me for my sexuality.
"Fuck it... Guess what guys? I'M GAY." I said loud and clear after slamming down my orange juice. I got up, and left the house.
I stormed off and walked down the road to Zanes house. He's the only friend I have, so I don't have very many options.
"Hi, Mrs. Black. Is Zane here?" I asked after she answered the door. She said yes and yelled for Zane.
"I'm sorry Brycey, I can't talk right now.. I'm uhm.. really busy. Sorry" Zane said nervously as he shut the door.
Now it makes sense. Jess must have told him, and probably everyone else that I was gay last night, and that's why he ignored me, and why he didn't want to hang out with me.
I decided I should go home and talk to my mom, after all, she was my best friend and now the only person I had.
As I opened the door I was hit hard in my nose, I couldn't see for a second, everything went black.
T.h.
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RomanceBrycey Owens is a 17 year old stud. He had a great life, great friends, everything a seventeen year old boy would want... but everything comes crashing down when his mom and him move across the country. Will things start looking up?