Hi... my name is Brice. Im err 15 years young and I'm gay (haterz gonna hate). Most people look at me in disgust. Why you might ask? Because I am emo. This is my story:
"BRICE!!!! Get your pathetic ASS up right NOW!!" My father yelled angrily. (He is not really my real dad...I am adopted). I groaned and sat up yawning. I slide out of bed and ran my fingers through my chocolate brown shaggy hair and walked to the bathroom. Then I started a nice hot shower. I took off my boxers and get in, letting the nice hot water run down my body and relax my muscles. I started washing my hair, once I was washed up I get out, dried off, and got dressed. I then put on my eyeliner, straightened my hair, brushed my teeth, grabbed my art book, supplies, and my phone and headed out the door to school, ugh more like hell.
Once I got to school I went in to the art room and sat down and started doodling. I got so lost in thought that I didn't notice that my friend, Ryan, sat down next to me. I felt something touch my arm so I jumped up and screamed "OMFG!" I looked over at him laughing at me. I pouted "that was not funny Ryan. You almost gave me a heart attack." Ryan has long light brown hair, snake bites, is skinny, but not too skinny, and has the most gorgeous eyes ever. They're a beautiful vibrant blue. He always wears blue its his favorite color. Oh ya and he's mute by choice. He wont talk for anyone. Anyways, I went back back to drawing. The bell rang and the art teacher came in and began to tell us what we were doing today. "Class we will be working with pottery for the term; You know where to get every thing. So have fun, oh and my T.A., Kadien, will be walking around to help anyone who needs it."
I looked to the front of the classroom and saw the most beautiful boy ever! He was tall, had shaggy Jet black hair, snake bites, and pretty green eyes. He was wearing tight black skinny jeans and a loose BVB Band tee. I was pulled out of my thoughts when he spoke. "Um I prefer to go by Kip please." he said and smiled a sweet smile. I couldn't help but blush. I shook my head and got up to get all the stuff I needed. I headed over to the wheel and started to sculpt the clay. I was having troubles with keeping it straightened. I was about to give up when someone came up behind me, sat down, put their arms around me, and threaded their fingers between mine and helped me with the clay. I looked over my shoulder amd saw Kip. He smiled a soft breath taking smile. I blushed and turned my head back to the wheel, hoping he didn't see..
Then he spoke, "Looked like you needed some help so I came over to help you." I nodded. "By the way I'm Kip. What's your name?" he asked. I bit my lip and softly said, "I'm Brice." He smiled and said, "Cute name." I blushed. The clay started to spin out of control and it flew off of the wheel and got all over us. I turned around and saw that Kip had clay all over him. I freaked out. "OMG! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to! OMG! I'm an IDIOT! I'm so sor-" I got cut off by Kip covering my mouth with his hand and he said, "Calm down. I'm fine! It's ok. It's actually kinda funny." he smiled sweetly and said, "Well, we better go get cleaned up." "But how?" I asked. He laughed. "In the boys locker room silly." I gave him a confused look. "It has showers." he said. "Ohhh." He laughed. He got up and helped me up too. Then walked over to the teacher and talked to her and came back over to me with excuse passes. He took my hand and lead me out of the classroom and in to the boys locker room.
I looked around the place and when I looked back at him, he was starting to get undressed. I started to freak out. I said, "Why are you getting undressed!?!?!" He laughed and walked over to me in just his boxers. I blushed. He started to take off my jacket and exclaimed, "To take a shower silly!" My eyes widened as he took off my jacket. "Oh no!" I though, "He's going to see my cuts!" He got my jacket off and stared at my arms. "Oh god! He saw them all! The cuts and the bruises! He probably thinks I'm disgusting. What if he never talks to me again!" At that thought I started to cry. I didn't want to lose his friendship. He was the only one who was nice to me besides Ryan. He gave me a soft look and pulled me into a hug. All I could do is cry. He just held me and rocked me and told me everythings ok. For some reason I trusted him and for once I felt safe.
Once I calmed down and stopped crying, he spoke, "Why do you cut?" I answered, "I'm gay, I get bullied alot and...and...my dad beats and r-r-rapes me." I looked down ashamed. He got up and helped me uo too. He handed me my jacket and got dressed. He took my hand and we walked out of the locker room and went outside to his car where he opened the side door for me and let me get in. Once I was in he got in on the other side and started the car and started driving. "Where are we going?" I asked. He smiled a little and said, "To my house." "Why?" I asked. "To talk and get cleaned up." I blushed. Maybe he really did care about me. We got to his house. He parked the car and we both got out and went inside the house. "Holy shit! It's HUGE!" I said. He chuckled and lead me down stairs into his huge bath room, with a walk-in shower.
I looked back at him and he just finished up a text and he said, "Start getting undressed." I got undressed but left my boxers on. I looked at him and I think he was blushing. He turned his head and got all the way undressed. I couldn't help but stare.. he was big... I got brought out of my thoughts by fingers snapping. I look up at a smirking Kip. "Like what you see?" I blushed and nodded a little. He laughed and went up to me and grabbed my boxers and pulled them down. I gasped and covered myself up, embarrassed and looked down. I felt his finger under my chin. He tilted my chin up and made me look at him. "Brice don't be shy, you're beautiful and it's just me." My eyes met his. He smiled, moved my hands and took them in his.
He led me into the shower and started it. The shower felt really nice, and Kips' arms stayed around me. He washed my hair and body. After we washed up, he sat down and pulled me down to sit on his lap, and whispered in my ear, "Hey, I have a few friends coming over after schools out. I hope you don't mind, but they are really nice." I thought about it and I trusted Kip. So if Kip says they're nice then I'll meet them for him." Ok, I'll meet them for you." He smiled at me and held me closer and whispered, "Thank you and don't worry, I'll stay by you and hold your hand the whole time." I smiled. I finally felt wanted, loved, and like I belonged. I was finally happy.
