𝗬𝗼𝘂𝗧𝘂𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝗜𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀 𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗢𝗻𝗲

𑁍𝗟𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗮𝘆 𝗠𝗲𝗿𝗿𝗶𝘁𝘁~𝗖𝗼𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗢𝘂𝘁𑁍

A/N~Y/S means your sexuality.

TW~Homophobia and being beaten up.

Y/N's POV

I have been best friends with Larray Merritt for as long as I can remember. We do everything together, from silly adventures to deep heart-to-heart talks. He is like a brother to me, always there for me during both good times and bad.

But there is something that I have never told him, something that has been weighing on me for years. Back in high school, I used to get a lot of homophobic abuse from bullies and popular girls. It was a tough time for me, and I never had the courage to share this with Larray.

Flashback

I was walking home from school one day, sad and lonely, as I was picked on by those popular girls again, tears fell down my cheeks, as I turned to walk down the alley that led to my house.

Suddenly, I was shoved to the ground, I sat up and turned around, only to back up into a nearby wall. It was my high school bullies. I never got a break from their harsh derogatory names and them making fun of my sexuality.

"Come on Y/N, you'll get over it, it's a phase, you can't be like this!" One of them shouted. I tried to speak but more I knew it, I took a powerful kick to the ribs, casuing me to double over, and groan out in pain.

"Maybe we'll beat this out of you then. You'll be normal again." They said, as they punched and kicked me.

The beating went on for about 5 minutes, until they gave up, walking away like nothing happened, leaving me broken, bloody and bruised on the pavement. I just wanted to get home.

Then I remembered that Larray was meant to be coming over, and he always walks this way. And just then, he walked down the alleyway, only to see me laying there, completely lost and bruised.

"Y/N, oh my god. What the hell happened? It was those bullies again wasn't it?" Larray questioned, as he helped me sit up, only for me to cry out in pain, as he let me lean on him.

"I thought I would b-be able to just g-get home today." I whispered, as Larray slowly rubbed my back.

"I'm so sorry Y/N, why di you even get beaten up for?" Larray asked, as I froze in place. That's the problem, I never told him why I would be picked on or beaten, I knew he would accept me, it was just the fear of Larray standing up for me, then getting hurt or beaten up himself.

"I-I don't know." I reply. I knew he was skeptical, but he didn't push any further. "Let's get you home Y/N, the bruises need ice." Larray said, as hs slowly helped me stand up, letting me lean on him as we slowly walked home together.

Flashback over.

Today, I have finally decided to come out to him. As we sit down on the couch in my house, my heart is pounding in my chest. "Hey, Larray," I start nervously, "I have something important to tell you."

He turns to me with a concerned look on his face, "What is it, Y/N? You know you can tell me anything. I've been your friend since lile forever."

I take a deep breath and muster up the courage to say the words, "I'm Y/S."

Larray's eyes widen in surprise, but then a smile breaks out on his face. Without saying a word, he gets up from the couch and pulls me into a tight hug, spinning me around the room. We both laugh, and he says, "YES! Welcome to the club, Y/N! I love you no matter what."

Tears well up in my eyes as I feel a wave of relief wash over me. I knew that I expected such a positive and loving reaction from him. It means the world to me.

After a moment of silence, Larray suggests, "If you're comfortable with it, you could tell Nick too. He will be just as supportive, I promise. He'll be so happy that our duo will become a trio."

I nod after some hesitant thinking, feeling grateful for having such amazing friends in my life. So, I call up Nick and invite him over to my house. When he arrives, I take a deep breath and share my truth with him as well.

Nick's reaction is similar to Larray's. He gets up from his seat and engulfs me in a warm hug, saying, "We love you for who you are, Y/N. You are brave and strong, and we are so proud to have you as our friend."

The three of us sit on the couch, laughing and joking around as if a weight has been lifted off my shoulders. I feel accepted and loved, just the way I am.

"So anyway, pride month this year, we're going all out, we need paints, flags, colours, and all that shit." Nick says, as me and Larray both nod.

I knew that one day I would fully come out to everyone, and no mater what support or hate I got, I would always have the loving support of my family and friends.