Troubled Times [Bi-Sexual Story]

Chapter 5: Shocked?

I was quite taken away the fact Cathy actually liked me or maybe it was a dare; I would only find out tomorrow since I ran out of texts and I knew she wouldn’t reply anyway.

To my surprise I was saw the shy kid in my year-Elliot Whyman- just witnessing me kiss Cathy. He was only a few yards away sitting on the bench.

 “You!” I pointed towards Elliot

“Me?” he replied

“Yes you, if I find out you say anything I will kill you” I said spitefully

“I won’t I promise” he said inconnectly

“You better not, now get lost”

He nodded and just ran away he also nearly fell into the rusty gate as well. After leaving the park I made my way home and saw in a puddle that my lip had been popped and I just knew Ken would notice it even if I had tried hiding it by staying in my room all night.

Some older students from my shitty school walked past me as I was making my way back and one of them threw his leftover lunch at me.

“Gay” he laughed with his mates.

“AM NOT EVEN GAY!” I screamed back at the top of my lungs. I ran the rest of the journey home just in case they came after me or something like that might happen again.

As I got to the front door I tried my best to hide the bruise on my eyeand my now blacked popped lip however this task would prove to be hard.

“Ken am home, am off to my room!”

“Wait!” he shouted back

“What?” I said while trying to hide my face with my hoody

“Why are you trying to hide your face and looking at the floor, what’s wrong?” He queried

“Erm.. it’s nothing”

He pulled my hoody down and I could see the shock in his face when he saw my lip and eye.

“What the hell happened their!?” he pointed towards my face

“I fell over it’s nothing can I go upstairs now? And where’s mum?”

“NO you’re telling me what happened and she went to take your sister to the doctors to get some jabs”

“I told you Ken it’s nothing mate”

Ken looked at me in a certain way and I knew I would sooner or later have to tell him anyway so I told him to sit down and he looked a bit worried. I couldn’t lie because am a shit liar and always will be. If I told him am sure it’s not the end of the world however I didn’t know what Ken’s views on homosexuals were so I prepared myself for the worse.

“Ken I am bi-sexual” I said with no tone or even an ounce of expression in my voice

“Oh...” the voice said it all, shocked.

There was a few more seconds of awkward silence before he finally broke it to say.

“Well Tom if am honest am not bothered myself but you know what my sister is like she hates the guts of them homo’s so best not tell her little man and you never know you might grow out of it” he smiled at me if to say it’s ok. The only thing that was peeved me off at the time was that he said “I might grow out of it” but I suppose everyone is entitled to their own opinion

“And by the way if there punks ever hit you again just get ya your uncle Ken to come and beat them up for you” he winked at me.

“Oh, my God, I couldn’t of gotten a better reaction, thanks Ken” I got up to hug him and he said it was alright and I wanted to cry but I didn’t want to look like a big girl in front of him.

“Right, come on lets go to the freezer to find some ice for that thing on your eye”

I just couldn’t believe Ken was just ok with it. I thought he would of gone ape; like you know kick me out or something like that and say the things that the older children were saying but I suppose not everyone in this world was like that.

Ken was going to make an excuse to say that I didn’t feel too good and that was an excuse for why I was in my room all night. No questions would be asked and she wouldn’t even see my bruised face and lip.

I had walked into my bedroom sadly I had to get though a few obstacles before I was able to get to the mirror to see how bad my face and lip actually was. My room had smelt like any boys room-boy smell- a unique smell that oozed out of boys for no reason whatsoever other than for your mum to moan and groan about the smell also so that she can complain about other things such as like never opening your window and never cleaning up.

Finally I had reached my mirror which was stuck on the side of my wardrobe and could see that now my lip was pitch black and bruised quite badly no wonder when I kissed Cathy it hurt! I continued to then touch around my eye which then the pain intensified even more. I decided to shove more ice onto the bruise around my eye, Ken reassured me he wouldn’t say anything to mum and I believed him. Ken was like my dad; my real dad was long gone or was he?

My phone vibrated and it was a text from Cathy.

“I love you tom, am sorry I had to get home or my mum would have killed me. I want to talk tomorrow but only if you want to at the back of school where no one is, just me and you xx” I couldn’t reply since I had no credit however I really want answers, why did she love me?

I threw the rest of the ice outside my window and lay in my cheap, MDF wooden bed which had a back breaking lumpy mattress however I fell asleep almost straight away and slept like a baby.

A Few Hours later....

I woke up to the cry of Ken downstairs and policemen talking. As I had only just gotten up I was very confused. I slowly fumbled out of my bed and walked towards the stairs when a policewoman was standing at the bottom of.

"What the hell are you doing here?" I mumbled to the policewomen

She told me nothing and except told me to follow her, so I did.

"Ken what the hell wrong?! Why are you crying!"

Ken replied "JUST FUC@ING TELL HIM" he shouted while he was crying

I stood there and looked at the policemen and women as they all looked at each other and wondering who should tell me the bad news. The black women stepped forward and said 

"It's your mother"

"Yeah what's wrong with her?"

"She has died"