Cranston High

Bran • 21

"We will not abide by our son being a damn disgraceful ass queer!" Those are the harsh debilitating words that my own parents spoke to my brother when he informed them about Jay and Haze being his two mates.

They didn't even give him the chance to explain anything damn thing to them about either of one of them before they just rushed to a rash bigoted judgement about Jay and him without even trying to hear him out.

He told them of Haze first and of course they accepted the news about her being his mate with pure acceptance and giddiness but when he eventually told them both about Jay also being his mate they virtually just hit the damn roof.

Especially, our temperamental dad. He just can't accept the fact that his son actually enjoys the company of men along with women.

He was happy as a damn lark as long as Bray was mated to a woman but as soon as he heard that he was also mated to a man he threw out every degrading term that he could possibly think of toward him without any regards to Brays feelings at all.

I couldn't take their unacceptable harassment toward him any longer. The final straw hit me when my own father told Bray that if he didn't reject Jay he would actually disown him. I couldn't believe my own ears. That's was the final straw that literally broke the damn camels back for me.

I roughly yanked Bray up from the dinning room chair that he was seated in by his arm as soon as those heart wrenching but hateful words purposely left my dads own lips.

Then I turned all of my pent up anger and frustrations over their ignorant bias's right back out at the two of them.

I let them both have it with guns blazing.

I won't allow them to treat Bray in this manner and for them to just boldly disown him so dishearteningly like they did was something that I couldn't tolerate.

After I laid into the both of them I purposely dragged Bray out of our familial home to leave them both alone to drown in their own self-indulgent misery.

If they can't accept him for the way that he is then they can't accept me either. Where he goes, I go. When he hurts, I hurt. We are exactly two of the same.

I'll never let him suffer through anything like this alone.

Now that we are back at our school after leaving our parents house disappointed in the way that they both acted over something so damn ridiculous Bray has just basically turned into himself.

He hasn't left my apartment since our return. Hell, he has barely even spoken two simple words to me since we got back.

I'm at a complete loss as of what to do to make him snap out of his depressive state.

I assuredly thought once we made it back here that he would run off to see Jay or even Haze but instead he doesn't seem to want to remove himself from my room or more importantly my sofa.