I lie on the floor confused tears flooding my eyes did this really happen I thought to myself, I didn't enjoy it and all I want right now is Danny to hold me and tell me it's going to be ok, but it's not going to be ok I was just beaten and raped just because I was gay I stared down at the floor ignoring my wrists which were covered in old and fresh scars I didn't want to stay here anymore I was sick of the abuse and hate but I also needed to stay here, if I was kicked out I wouldn't know what to do I don't have anywhere else to stay and I have no money I sit there wondering what to do for a few more minutes when my mom walked in she sat down next to me she was drunk I could smell the vodka from a mile away she smiled at me and I knew something was wrong she looked at me kindly and said "so sweetheart.. Are you still gay?" I looked at her stupidly "WHAT???? Do you seriously think that hiring a prostitute is going to make me straight?" She slapped me across the face again "don't talk to your mother like that" she screamed she stood up and screamed at me "GO UPSTAIRS PACK YOUR SHIT AND LEAVE" so I ran upstairs tears like a waterfall streaming down my face I grabbed my bag and put my clothes in I grabbed my piggy bank which held my college fund and smashed it I noticed that I had about 80 dollars I stuffed that in a sock and then placed it in my bag along with my phone and my iPod and I grabbed my bag and ran down the stairs and out the door.
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Dying Inside And Hiding The Truth (boyxboy)
Dla nastolatków15 year old Blake is trying to hide his boyfriend from his abusive homophobic mother but what happens when she finds out about his boyfriend?
