My name is Andrew. I am a German Shepard-Huskie mix, basically an abomination. I'm only close to two of my family members, my half brother Kingston, ( I know weird name ) , and my mother.
I am the younger of the two brothers, with Kingston being two years older than me, and the least popular. Kingston is one of the most popular kids at school, and I'm a nobody.
My mother met a man many years ago, and fell in love with him. Two years later, she was married, and pregnant. The baby she was having, was Kingston. One and a half years later, Kingston was born, and turning one. Then his father got into a tragic accident with a drunk driver, killing him only.
My mother was left widowed and lonely, going into depression. Then she started dating one of her high school friends, they had sex, but the condom broke. Thus I, was created. That friend then went to jail over rape chargers on a minor, and dumped my mother a day beforehand.
I was born nine months later, on January 24th, weighing in at 7.3 pounds, putting more stress on my mother. Kingston was two at the time.
The following years were tough, I had seen at least two guys dating my mother by the age of four, and at age eleven, my mother got into an abusive relationship. I was touched, but my brother found out. That man was gone really quick.
I started having night terrors and tremendous amounts of stress around age fourteen, so my brother, being the loveable guy he is, started helping me through my stress. He even slept in my bed with me on some nights when I would wake up screaming.
There has been many things happening at our school, seclude changes, teacher changes, and new students from a recently closed school a few hours away. These new people coming into our school a super homophobic. This is very bad, because I'm gay.
Nobody knows yet. And it is staying that way for a while, until I get enough courage to tell somebody.
This is what happened several years ago, as a teenager. This WAS my life, let me tell you my story.
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