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"i-i think i love him, mum.." phil whispered, his heart beating faster than it'd ever beat before.

"did you say him?!" she hissed, cornering phil in his bedroom "my son is not gay! he can't be! he's not gay!"

phil trembled as the words fell out of his mother's mouth. he prepared himself for the beating that came from expressing his love for someone of the same sex.

one swing. two swings. blood. tears.

"no son of mine is gay!"

the words echoed in his ears.

hi!! i've decided to write in the more 'aesthetic' way for this story. anyways- i hope you enjoy it!! oh- and if i get any facts wrong or i happen to offend you, don't be afraid to leave me a comment or message. i hope you have a lovely day!

edit!! i've edited this story like seven times and now it's like v stereotypical i'm soz.

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