Minizerk #2

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Simon's P.O.V
The chilled spring night wind froze the tears to my cheeks. I walked four blocks down to the sidewalk that leads to my old middle school. I had to walk on it for three years to the hell hole that was that building. I'm glad it's over, but now I'm in a new hell hole. I eventually pause, standing in the middle of the sidewalk, and just wait for, Josh. He lives on the other side of town which is why hanging out with him outside of school has been so difficult. It didn't seem too long before I saw a car slowly pull up next to me. Josh jumped out and ran over to me with open arms.

"I'm so sorry. You're going to be okay now." he whispered softly as I poured my emotions out in tears. I am finally free from the four walls of my house, but I still feel trapped. Why? It's the same feeling as when I first accepted my sexuality and gender.

Josh's warmth melts away the cold sticking to my skin. My left hand slowly floats down to his right. I grab his hand holding it tight. Breathing in his scent that I have always found comforting. Josh is the first true friend I've ever had, and the first to truly love me. It's saddening to think not even my parents love me. I want to say something but I don't know what to say. My head is still spinning.

"Why don't they love me?" I say out loud. That's all I want an answer too.

"I don't know love. I don't know how anyone could love your sweet face, or charming personality. I don't know how parents can give up their child so easily. Only because they love someone, or try to be themselves." Josh spoke softly. "I will not let go. I will not lie about my love for you." He squeezed my hand even harder. "Please lets go home so we don't freeze." Josh pulled away so he could see me. We walk into his car, which his father is driving, with my hand in his.
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We arrived at what is now my new, more accepting, home. Josh took me up to his room which I have I spent a few nights over in. That's the one thing I love about being ace. Is just having everything be romantic, nothing sexual. I like cuddling and feeling the emotional connection. The love. If you can't tell already that word is very important to me.

"I'm going to use to the bathroom." I say, stretching out my arm so Josh can let go of my hand. He didn't. "Josh, you don't have to take your promise that seriously." I chuckled lightly.

"I know. It's just I don't... want to leave you alone in the bathroom." he said cautiously. He thinks I'm going to self harm doesn't he? I may be in an extremely depressed mood, like more than normal, but I don't want to. I'm strong.

"Josh. I promise, I am not going to do that. I've told you although I have urges I can't bring myself to do that." I reassure him.

"I'm just looking after you." he says before kissing me on the cheek.

"I know. Thank you, I love you."

"I love you too, Simon Minter."

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