My Savior 🔞 ( Part One )

Moving

I couldn't believe my ears. The past few hours were a blur. I was standing in the middle of the hallway, witnessing my parents arguing with these *twins* . I had mixed feelings for a while. I always knew that Miles cared , I had no doubt. That has never been the issue. My parents showing up as if it mattered to them? Big fat hypocrisy.... I wasn't sure either why would Hector be there. I didn't have any regret.. I still wanted to die nonetheless.
I wanted to join their argument first, wanted to yell and ask them why they're not at work . But I remained silent. Their actions hurt. First they denied me, saying I'm a disappointment and that they don't want me being gay..now when I try to throw my life away....suddenly they care .  I doubted and I wanted to throw that at their faces. But I couldn't. The things that Hector said, kept ringing in my mind on and on.
*I love him*
No one loves me.. I can tell, he only said so to annoy my parents. Which was successful. My father seemed to explode soon.
"You don't love him! You are trying to manipulate him and buy him! We don't let our child be close to you! I don't care who you are or how much money you have! Take your trash and leave!"
"Sir, you couldn't be more wrong even if you tried. But I don't owe you any explanation. You literally neglected him to the point he felt like doing this. He's an adult, but it doesn't mean he didn't need you. *You* failed him. Now he is free to make a decision"
And he looked at me. I was speechless. I barely know this man and he had the guts to face my parents and talk free. I mean..he could buy my whole family if he  wanted but still. Hector was right.. I needed my parents. I can't say I'm a good person. I can't fully blame them. They gave what they could but never cared enough. I barely felt love from them. Only the bare minimum. I got money, I wasn't kicked out... Which I'm thankful for. But the moment my life began to run down, they , or mostly my father started to threaten me. I don't need more money..I just wished to be accepted when I came out gay. But they got mad. Even more when it turned out that I was in love with Miles..
"Will.. we'll take better care of you. You're my baby, even if you're an adult. Let's go home. We'll manage things out. "
"Listen to your mother. We'll do it together. I lost my brother and my father, I don't want to lose my son too. I can't support you with my money forever but I can help you out till you find your way and I have enough power to help you"
These were the words I needed. They sounded like caring parents. Miles crossed his arms and stayed silent. I wanted to go home..with my family and Miles.
"I'm not going to the military.."
"Alright. You need to go to therapy and then you find a job"
"Your father is right. Let's heal . We'll support you."
"I don't need fucking therapy. I have Miles. He's my support"
"Son. He's a humanoid. His support is limited. You need serious, professional help"
Finally Miles decided to speak up and I knew I'd hate it..
"I agree. While I can support as much as possible, I'm worried that you can't get out of this depression without help. Please, give it a try"
I shook my head but remained calm. For now..
"Bullshit. I don't need fucking therapy. I only need and only want to be accepted. I'm gay. I know it and you should let me be"
My parents looked at each other , my mother sighed and shook his head. Hector seemed patient. I looked at him then Miles. Like twins..If I didn't know I wouldn't tell which one was the man I loved. Even their soft smile was similar. Hector did an amazing job ..
"William. It's not a business for everyone. Let's get home together and we discuss things there. You don't need these manipulative men to be part of your life."
"Please listen to us. One is not even human. The other is gay. He will never have a family , he doesn't know what it's like to be a parent. He doesn't have the responsibility over his own child"
I thought it would be my father who would overstep the line but it was my mother.  Hector is gay, so what? It doesn't mean he will never have his own family. Adoption is a thing.
I walked to him. Even if I was still a bit mad at him..I was more mad at my own parents .
"So...this is why you can't accept me either. Because as a gay man , I won't carry on your damn name. Guess what? I'm glad! Because this family sucks! You let me down! You're here because you were scared that I may not make it. Well, I did.. and now you can go back where you were"
"Son. I told you , it's no business for strangers. Clean up your mind and let's leave"
"No dad! You two are awful! You did a lot that money could. But I never felt loved! I've been feeling lonely for months and all you cared about me finding a job and not to be gay! I'm done.  You don't like Miles , you don't like Hector and you don't like me either. I'm gay and there is nothing you can do about it"
I took Miles' hand and dragged him with me. I was tired.. mentally mostly. It's not like my will to live was back,  but for now I just wanted to be away from my so called family.
"I'm tired to be lonely.."
My mother wanted to speak but I raised my hand, I wasn't interested anymore. Call me selfish or jerk..but they had nothing more to keep me interested.
"Where do you want to go?"
Miles asked, giving my hand a soft squeeze. I couldn't be mad at him. For a humanoid...he was doing more than enough . I looked at Hector, wondering if he really meant that he'd take me to his.
"You both can stay with me. Come, we can talk about it in the car"
I didn't hesitate.
"Are you serious? We are your family.. I'm your mother"
"You gave me birth, but never love . None of you did.. you left me with the maids . Wonder why I grew up like this?"
I didn't care about them anymore. I left them like that, without even looking back.
Once we were in Hector's car, I could cry in peace. He let Miles comfort me.  It was a little weird to be with a man who I loved and another who claimed to have feelings for me. My life was shit but dull for 25 years, suddenly it was filled with drama and shit show.
"I know you want peace and a place to stay. You can keep Miles so you won't be lonely while I'm at work"
I was thankful. Not sure how long will I stay with him and I didn't even want to think about it for now.  For once, I didn't feel pity , it felt honest and that's what I needed right now .