Love: Fighting Depression(boyxboy)

Chapter 3: Homophobes and Crazy Girls

I think this chapter was a bit… Painful to write, almost made me cry. Poor Eden, I hope my friends don’t kill me for writing this!

 

Anyways, enjoy!

 

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Love

Fighting Depression

Chapter 3

Homophobes and Crazy Girls

 

~{</>}~Eden~{<\>}~

 

I was at the mall looking for something new to wear for a family party that Kary and Oliver were hosting for their family. They were doing it for three reasons, to see their relatives after years of not being able to, welcome their niece and nephew into their household, they’re going to live with us, and to show me off. They haven’t told anyone about me so I’m going to be a surprise, how fun.

 

The party is in one week, so I have to get something nice to wear. I hope Summer wasn’t here and yelled at me for lying to her, I just- I don’t want to have to explain why I look so… Dead, right now.

 

I have no idea what store I walked into whilst I was thinking, but WOOOOOOAH. WRONG PLACE.

 

I shuffled out awkwardly, quickly making sure no one saw me walk in, phew that was weird. I found the store I was looking for, and found A PERFECT outfit, for this dear party.

 

It was a black tuxedo, with a blue button up underneath, with black dress pants, and a black tie. Something; plain, nice, and simple.

 

I turned around to go to pay, when Summer popped up. Uh oh.

 

“Liar!” She said before smacking me, it stung, mostly because of the prior bruising that was their, and still probably was.

 

“Damn it woman,” I hissed, rubbing my now swelling cheek, which was, in fact, bruised and in the process of healing.

 

“Why did you lie?” She asked furiously, glaring at me with enough force to move someone.

 

“Reasons,” I muttered, walking to the cashier lady, who was staring at Summer like she was a murderer.

 

“Young lady, you need to leave the store,” she commanded, she glared at her, and then at me, then waltzed off like the sass queen she is.

 

I paid for the clothes, and left, making sure Summer wasn’t going to beat me up or something on my way out.