All because I like a boy.

Ch.4

⚠️𝐓𝐰: 𝐒𝐀, 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐚⚠️

|Cyrus POV|

"H-hey dad," I stuttered while looking at my hands. I hope he just lets me go to sleep tonight. "son, who was that boy?" My eyes widened realizing he had seen August just now. Crap.
" J-just a friend" I muttered. "DONT LIE!! I saw you hugging him," he shouted. " something bad happened to him and he was upset," I didn't know what else to say. "Don't give me that bs.. what did I tell you about boys!!" His yelling somehow getting louder, "you're being punished tonight." He said taking off his belt. "D-dad p-please no.." I suddenly felt heat rush to my head.
" why? You just like dick so bad you had to go against my rules and ruin my reputation," he sneered.

My dad pushed me to the couch, continuing to take off my clothes as I pleaded for him to stop. Tears running down my face as I felt him.

This is how life has been since I came out 3 months ago.

He told me I deserved it and like it because I liked guys. I knew who I was and didn't plan on changing but I considered it after realizing what the consequence would be.

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I wake up on the couch at 1:26 am with my clothes back on, butt aching. My mom was home by now. She didn't know about this and for that I'm grateful because she would have a breakdown.

I grabbed leftover spaghetti on the stove and ate as I watched tv. Tears slip from my eyes as I think about what had happened. I stuff my head into a pillow as I let out silent sobs covered by the noise of the tv.

|Next day|

When I step out of the door I notice the absence of my dad's car from the driveway and as I make my was further down I notice August waiting for me. "Hey Cyrus, I hope it's okay if we walk to school together," he asks with a hopeful tone. "Sure, but don't come to my house anymore and I'll go to yours," I hope he doesn't notice the drain in my voice. "I know it's not my place but are you okay, your eyes are puffy and you sound tired?" .

Crap.

A tear falls from my eye and I hug him. "I just
Was worried about you". "no need to worry and this definitely wasn't the first time," he laughed cautiously.

𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞𝐝