I'm With You [BoyxBoy]

Chapter 14

I seriously don't know what happens at these camps so bare with me >.< I'm just a girl!

Drew's POV

The door opened and a scrawny man ordered me to follow him. Who does he think he is ordering me around? We walked down past the mess hall. What the hell. I'm starving! We continued walking until he made a stop a the bathrooms.

He handed me a toothbrush. "You will clean the stalls with this toothbrush that you'll be using from now, until you leave. Get going you fag." the man says pushing me into the bathroom and locked me in.

I opened the first bathroom stall and gaged. This isn't suppose to be boot camp. I thought they were suppose to be friendly. The toilets are dirty. Ew! Do people even flush these days? That disgusting. I picked up the molded toilet plunger and plunged into the toilet. Oh god. This is torture.

The mysterious wonders came out of the toilet and I instantly regretted it. Mold spurted out and hit my face. Oh my. A big glob of brownish green stuff flowed out and I held my breath. My toilet was always clean.

After cleaning that bathroom stall with my toothbrush, I went to the next one. It wasn't as bad as the first one. The third one was worse. There were toilet paper inside the toilet and more of the big glob of poo. I screeched. Once I had all the toilet paper out I threw it in the bag behind me. Does anyone ever clean these stalls? I found a dead rat... IT'S TWITCHING!

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I had finally finished cleaning the bathroom, which took me ALL DAY to finish. I'm really hungry. I hadn't ate since last night and I'm close to eating the toilet paper. I have to brush my teeth with this... Toothbrush. Who does this stuff to people? That's disgusting. I could die putting my mouth on this thing. Or worse, AIDS!

"Alright pansy, get down to the mess hall."

"But I'm dirty." I tell him and he slapped me.

"Don't talk back."

We walked to the mess hall and I waited in line to get my meal. I stood up and smiled at the cafeteria lady. She just gave me a dirty look and dumped some orange gooey stuff on my tray. I followed the jerk guard to my room and he locked me in. Why did this have to happen to me? It's pure torture!

I can't even call this food! It's non editable.  

I set my tray down on the ground and started pacing back and fourth. I need to keep myself sane.

I looked around the room to see if there were any books to read but all there was,was a bible. I read that book a billion times. It says nothing about Jesus not liking gays. Not a single word. Jesus loves us all equally. Gay, ugly, straight, bi, lesbian, those types of things. Gays are human too. I'm still the sane person. I just prefer hot dogs instead of cats.

I picked up the bible and started reading it.

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I woke up the next day with my back feeling really sore. I had already read the whole bible last night so I guess I fell asleep.

A different guard walked in and handed me a jumpsuit. Is this some type of jail or something? "Alright pretty boy." the guard says and I looked at his tag.

"Sean, what do you have against gays?" I asked and he scowled at me.

"They are a disgrace to the mankind. They deserve to die or at least get some type of help." Sean says in disgust and pushed me out of the room and we walked to the guidance room. What in the world am I doing here?

Sean, the homophobic guard, walked off and I took a seat next to a guy who was my age. There were a total of seventeen teens in here so, I'm guessing their parents love them, NOT. Why would they send their children here if they love them? They should respect their child's decision not send them to this, place.