Riverbin

Chapter 11

Miles pov) Tw F slur

At my funeral Please none of that 'he was such a wonderful person' shit. Tell them things to make them hate me as much as I hate myself. I just want to put that out there in case Ron finds out what I've done.

"I'm home!" No ones home, the only light is the light from the window. Earlier when I was-.....doing what I needed to do to get money,  I heard a familiar click. the click my camera makes, hearing that sound replaced every thought in my head and the reality hit me like a bus.

I was kissing my best friend, in the apartment parking lot, and someone could have just took a photo of it, any of my neighbours could have seen it, if Ron finds out I'm dead. I have already started planning my funeral, I want to be cremated and I want my friends to carry around my urn so I can have fun without consequences.

"Miles" Rons voice interrupts "miles, oh miles" he leans on my door frame smiling at me "why did you lie?" He asks after I turn to face him "what do you mean?" I reply as he keeps that stupid smile on his face

"you told me you like Mary" "I do" I turned away from him talking my bag off "really?" He dangles my....book beside him grabbing my attention "this, says otherwise" I just stand there. Fuck

"I read each page of this shit, I even got a photo" he flips through the pages before throwing the book and the photo on my bed "and last time I checked Mary is a girl with black hair and green eyes, not a boy with brown hair and hazel eyes"

fuck, fuck, fuck,

"oh yea, I also saw all the tests you did guess they all had the same answer because you did quite a few" he adds laughing a bit "if the tests didn't tell you I will, your. A. Fag!" I look at the photo I was right someone took a picture. The front door opens and I hear mom's voice

"what's going on?" she asks putting her bag down "your sons a fag Alice" he stopped leaning on the door frame turned around to see her standing at the door "who will tell Mary?" He exaggerates walking into the kitchen leaving a clear view of mom's face. She's just standing there eyes wide open staring at me while I'm almost in tears

"mom?" She took a deep breath before walking to her room "mom, I can explain" the only response I got was the sound of her door shut "mom, please!" I run to her door standing there tears forming in my eyes "please I'm sorry!"

I don't know why I'm sorry, I don't know why I would be sorry, all I know is that I'm sorry

"mom?" I yell one last time before going back to my room giving up. I always thought if Ron found out I was gay he would just beat the shit out of me, instead he did something worse, He told mom. Her face when he said it.

she looked at me like I was a stranger she just stood there too. That was the first time in a long time that we've looked at each other, like really looked at each other.

I think she is disappointed I am her son. I'm sitting on the floor of my room in tears and the only one I can blame is myself. I mean Ron too but, I'm the one who wrote the book I'm the one who did the tests I'm the one who kissed Callen.

I've always kind of known, Ron just confirmed it possibly in the worst way ever. Two hours later mom knocks on my door "hey" she says opening the door coming to sit down beside me on the floor

"so, you like boys" she spat out "yes, no... I just-...I don't know its...its confusing" she took a deep breath before replying "it's okay being confused about your sexuality and you don't have to have it all figured out right now" mom has this talk with people at the hospital all the time,

Bet she never thought she would have it with her own son "I like girls, but I also like boys" I don't look her in the eyes , I can't "so congrats, your son is a fuck up" I say throwing the book across the room "you are not a fuck up" she argued "Ron says I am, the way you reacted says I am!" I look down at the photo still in my hand "and this, this is definitely not how I wanted you to find out"

I'm trying to hold back tears saying the words, I finally look at her empathetic face while she looks me in the eyes "I know, and Ron shouldn't have done that" she confessed putting her hand on my shoulder

"listen I love you, and i didn't spend all those hours in labour to stop loving you over who you love" she hugs me, I can't remember the last time we've hugged each other "love you too" she has tears rolling down her face that she wipes away with her sleeve

"so what are you doing in the photo?" "Drugs!"

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Hello, hope you enjoyed the chapter I wrote the draft for this in class because why not you know anyways sorry for the short chapter and Happy pride month!
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