I wish that he hadn't decided to punch me when I was almost home. The blood didn't have any time to dry before I walked in the door. I tried to run straight up to my room before my mother could see the stains on my shirt. Yeah, that worked well. Mother saw me and started freaking out.
"Oh, my goodness! Are you okay? What happened?"
"Well, the school jockstrap met me outside a few blocks back," I said as I started getting lightheaded from the little loss of blood. Mom caught me before I hit the floor and set me down in a chair.
"Why did he jump you? Did you instigate something?" she asked me with a look in her eye that said she knew the answer to this already.
"No, I didn't. He tried to jump me during school, but there was this boy," I started to say, but I trailed off as the happy memory of Angel standing up to him came to the forefront of my mind.
"Ugh! What is it with you and this 'abomination phase?' You need to get back to God and find a GIRL to fall in love with. Why you are trying to embarrass me when I did nothing to deserve it?!" she screamed at me as I was sitting in the chair. After what felt like an eternity of silence, she said a sentence under her breath that I never thought my mother would say.
"I'm glad he's trying to beat some sense into you."
I felt my heart sink when I heard this statement. How could my mother, whom I thought loved me with all my heart, say that she was actually GLAD that someone just beat up her son? Just because he was "living a lifestyle that wasn't acceptable in God's sight?" Doesn't it say in the Bible, "Love the sinner, but hate the sin"? I know I'm paraphrasing, but that is something that Jesus talked about when he preached here on Earth.
"How could you say something like that, Mom? I thought that you would love me no matter what. How could you be glad he beat me up?"
"Honey, what you're doing is wrong. There is nothing normal about this. Sin is sin, Joseph. You are going to have to own up to it one day, whether it be here on Earth or before The Lord on the Day of Judgement."
She looked at me with the most serious look in her face and then said the final sentence of her answer.
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Curveball
Teen FictionMind you this isn't my story I told my best friend I would post it to get some reviews. So I posted it on his behalf. No hate please that's all we ask this is his first time trying his hand at writing boyxboy romance.
