All because I like a boy.

Ch.5

|August pov|

⚠️𝐓𝐰: 𝐒𝐀, 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐚⚠️
Days turned to weeks as my time with Cyrus passed. He had become my best friend just like that. My old friends didn't bother me anymore in fear of running into Cyrus who was always beside me.

But even so as the light in my eyes grew I noticed the light in Cyrus' start to dull.

"You okay?" I asked him knowing he'd most likely make up a lie of some sort. To my surprise he bursted into tears. He buried his head into my shoulder and continued to sob. " I- I can't do t-t-this a-anymore,huu," he said shaking and still crying. I didn't know what to do so I just let him cry while I rubbed his back.

It was the last period of class on Friday and we decided to skip on the roof.

When 5 minutes passed of him still crying just as hard I finally spoke up, " what's wrong cy?" He started breathing harder. "H-help," his voice cracking. I got scared and lifted his head up to look in his eyes.

They were desperate.

I wanted to know what could cause the boy who was always so confident and full of joy to act like this. "How can I help?" I asked trying to reassure him.

"I- I'm scared,"

"of what?"

"M- my dad"

"Huh" I guess I never really thought about how weird his dad acted the day I walked Cyrus home.

"H- he.."

The sobbing got worse till they sounded like screams. Screams from someone begging to get out. Be free. He was shaking so bad you might of thought he was having a seizure.

"Breathe..."

"Now can you tell me?" I asked attempting to calm him down.

"I- I'm g- g- gay and m-my dad, huu... doesn't like I- it so h-he,huaaaaa...." He started to cry uncontrollably.

I hugged him thinking about how bad it must be for him to react like this.

" do you wanna tell me what he does or are you done for right now?"

"N- no, I'll tell you"

"Okay start when your ready"

He wiped his face and started to talk. Talking about all the things his father had done to him in the past 5 months. From the way it started to the different things he'd done.

I began to cry.

How could someone, his own father do something like that to their own child.

" I'm so sorry you have to go through that"

"I d- don't wanna go home today" a tear rolling down his cheek.

"Then don't, come to my place" I smiled at him with puffy eyes.

He smiled " so you don't care?"

"About what?"

" me being gay"

"Of course not, so am I"

His eyes widened. I guess I never told him why Kody was doing that the day he saved me.

I hugged him as the bell rang and we walked home.

𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞𝐝...