Yours

Chapter 8

Newt's POV

I woke up to feel a pair of arms around me. My face heated up when I noticed it was Thomas. He was lightly snoring and he looked absolutely adorable. I slowly get out of his embrace and go downstairs for breakfast. When I walk in the kitchen my parents are already there.

"Good morning." I said.

"Morning sweetie." My mum said, my dad stayed silent which was weird. I poured cereal and sat there in peace.

"So Newton, your friend Thomas was it? Is he still sleeping?" The mention of his name made me smile.

"Uh yeah. Sorry he seemed really tired and I don't know how he ended up in my bed." I laugh but my dad doesn't find it funny.

"You should've made him sleep in the guest room boy." He cleared his throat and went back to the newspaper.

"Well it didn't really bother me, because well uh I kinda have feelings for him." I blush. I felt so happy telling my parents about how I feel for Thomas and about being gay. I'm sure they would be ok with it.

"What... Did... You... Say?!" My dad said slowly and I started to rethink the whole them accepting me thing.

"Neil come down." Mum said.

"We'll talk about this bullshit later. When that boy isn't here." My dad says and I felt tears forming in my eyes.

"Ok." It barely comes out a whisper and I get up and not wanting to finish the cereal. I can't believe that just happened. My head began to hurt and soon there was this thing appeared in my eyes.

"I'm... Gay." I let out looking at my parents hoping they'll accept me like Josephine, my sister, has. 

My mum was the first to react she began laughing and soon my dad did too.

"Honey, you're not gay." She says brushing a hand over my cheek. I looked at her with confused.

"What do you mean I'm not gay? I am gay. I like guys." I simply state and my dad then comes into the conversation.

"It's just a phase son don't worry, you'll understand that you're normal like everyone else in no time." Normal? I am normal just because I like guys does not mean I'm not normal.

"But dad I do like--"

"Boy if you say that you are gay one more time I'm gonna kick your queer but out of my house. You bloody understand?" My dad says anger shown in his voice. I was taken back. How could he not say that to me? His own son. I looked at my mum hoping she would say something to my dad but she just stood there.

"Mum you're ok with me being gay right?" I ask my voice a bit shaky.

"Oh Newt, God knows that deep down you aren't gay. You're confused. But I am telling you now that if this attitude doesn't change we will kick you out of our house." And that's the reason I've always been afraid to admit I'm gay and forced myself into liking girls.

I gasp bringing myself back to reality. This has happened already. They already knew. They thought that if this memory would be erased I wouldn't be gay anymore? That's not how it works. Wait Jo, my sister knew too. I regain my breath and go to her room. The door was open and she was on her phone.

"You knew I was gay. They took away that memory. They didn't accept me." I began to cry. She got up quickly and hugged me trying to calm me down.

"I'm so sorry Newt. Don't worry it's different this time mum said that if you still feel the same she'll be ok because she loves you. Dad... Dad is hard to convince sometimes." She whispered and I slowly stopped crying remembering that Thomas is in the other room.

"I gotta go see if Thomas is awake." I said wiping my tears and she nodded.

"Oh and Newt, I'll be here for you no matter what happens." She says and I hug her one more time. I go to my room and see Thomas just waking up looking like a cutie pie.

"Good morning." I say and he rubs his eyes.

"Ughh morning." His morning voice very visible.

"Oh my head kills. Shit how much did I shucking drink last night?" He asked sitting up. I grabbed an Advil and water and passes it to him and he thanked me.

"You were pretty drunk." I blushed at the things he said to me last night. "You said pretty dumb things." I laughed.

"Oh no. I don't remember anything I hope I didn't embarrass myself too much." He says sighing.

"No not too much, but I let you sleep here because you were afraid of getting in trouble." I explain.

"Thank you Newt." He says and I smile.

"So nothing very crazy happened?" He asks again and I think about how he told me he loved me, how he had always loved me.

"No, nothing crazy."