No One [bxb] | COMPLETED

Chapter 17 Issac

Ugh. I hate not being able to do stuff. It's so boring. I don't know how people deal with stuff like this. I'm just laying on the couch doing nothing.

"UGH!!!!" I yell and throw a pillow to the other side of the room. It hits something and makes a bang noise. Shoot. I get up from the couch and start hobbling to the wall. I hate crutches. They're annoying as hell.

"Issac?" My mom says and walks into the room.

"Huh?" I say.

"Issac," she says indicating the pillow on the ground. I roll my eyes. "Issac," she says, "Hon, I know you've been through it rough. But that's no excuse for acting like this. And hon, the doctors don't want you on your bad leg, so use the crutches please." She then grabs my crutches that were leaning on the wall and hands them to me. I take them reluctantly. This is so stupid. "Issac, don't be like this," she says and cups my face with her hands.

"Mum?" I ask. As she removes her hand.

"Yes?" She says.

"What's it like to love someone," I ask. My mom doesn't exactly know that I like boys...

"Kyson?" She asks.

"Yeah," I say.

"Well..." she starts. This was a bad idea. Why did I decide to do this. I try to hold back the tears.

"Mum, if you want me to love some girl I will. It just wouldn't be the same. I am in love with Kyson," I say crying.

"Issac..." she says. I can't do this. I get out of her reach and storm upstairs. I walk into my room and slam the door shut. She's not far behind. I lock the door. I can't do this. I take the pain medication from my desk. I have to take them daily. My mom slams on the door.

"I would never make you love someone who you don't love," she says, "But..." I take the cap off the pills. I... I... I can't do this anymore. If I can't love the boy I love I don't want to be here. I pour a bunch of them in my hand. "Issac... Speak to me please," she says.

"I love you mum," I say. I put the pills in my mouth. I start to get a little dazed. I feel my self collapse on the floor.

"Issac! If you truly love this boy, then I'll support you! I don't care if it's a boy and you're a boy! I will always love and support you! Please don't do this to me again!" She yells.

Again. That word echoes in my head. I tried before. I was unsuccessful. I got bullied so bad for being colour blind. I hear sirens. My mind goes into a dark bottomless abyss.