Opposites Attract

13

~~Y'all I have been so sick! And I'm sick of it!! Lol, see what I did there? I'm SO punny! Enough of that, and on with the chapter!~~

{ September 17, 2008 }

Warning: Self Degrading thoughts/ offensive slurs.

After Mitch went home, Scott was left alone to his thoughts.

So me and Mitch are boyfriends! And my family doesn't know...that'll have to change. I want to be able to flirt with Mitch, cuddle with him, kiss him, love him without being afraid.

It was four days since the party, since he and Mitch almost had sex, since his sisters rudely interrupted them, since they became boyfriends.

Suddenly his phone began to ring. He looked at the caller ID to see that it was his mom who was calling. He grabbed the phone and answered the call.

"Hello?"

"Hi baby!!Happy Birthday baby boy!!" She squealed.

"Thanks mom, how are you?"

"I'm okay, other than the fact that I have to be away from you." Scott could practically hear her frowning when she said that.

"Mom, it's not that bad."

"Your saying you're glad I'm gone?" She said jokingly.

"No! Of course I miss you. But it's not like your gone forever."

"I guess your right. So how has your birthday been so far?"

"Okay, I woke up like an hour ago. But now I have to go to school."

"You could stay home if you wanted. I give you permission."

"Nah, I want to go."

"That's not true Scotty. You hate school."

"Well I found a reason to go now."

"Ooh! Like a pretty girl?"

"Um, no." Scott was having a mental battle with himself, should I tell her? It's over the phone though. Well if she's over the phone she can't hit me, or anything.

"Hey mom, can we FaceTime?"

"What?"

"I'm going to call you when I call, you answer okay?"

"Okay."

Scott hung up and opened face time. Scott pressed on his moms contact and waited for her to pick up. After a few seconds she answered, well not exactly.

"Hey babe." Mitch said.

"Oh, hey! I was taking to my mom, and I was going to FaceTime her but I guess I pressed on your contact."

"Ha. I'll hang up then."

"Wait, Mitch?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm going to come out to her."

"Really? Aww babe, good luck. Remember I love you!"

"You w-what?" Scott stuttered.

"Oh my god, I did NOT mean to say that.."

"It's okay! I love you too."

"Thank god, I'm so sorry."

"It's fine, I'll see you at school, okay?"

"Okay, bye, good luck!"

"Thanks, bye!"

After that Scott went back to FaceTime and entered in his moms number manually so he didn't call anyone other than her.

"Hey sweetie! Woah, I can see you! Can you see me?!"

"Yeah, that's what FaceTime is. It's a video chat."

"Oh. Cool! You look handsome today baby!"

"Thanks mom." Scott blushed.

"So what's up?"

"I need to tell you something. I just want you to listen, don't say anything, okay?"

"Okay?"

"Mom, I'm not like most boys. Sure, I'm a boy, but I don't like girls. I like boys. Mom, I'm gay."

"You're gay?"

"Yes." A tear slid down Scott's cheek.

"Aww, Scotty, it's okay. Don't cry. I still love you. We'll  just have to talk to bishop Johnson about sending you to a camp."

"No, mom, you don't understand. I'm gay, that's not going to change. At all."

"Sweetie you're just confused. Trust me, you'll be okay."

"Mom, in eighteen now. You don't have control over me. I'm not going to that camp. Your going to have to except me, or get out of my life." Scott realized how harsh that sounded. His mother was in tears on the other side of the line.

"Sweetie, how could you say that?" She croaked.

"Mom, I'm sorry, that sounded harsh. But I'm not going to camp. I like boys and that's that."

"But-"

"No buts mom. I'm gay, camp would never change that."

"Sweetie we'll talk more about this when I get home on Saturday."

Then his mom hung up the phone before he could say anything else. Scott dropped down to the ground, curled into a ball, sobbing.

How could my mom be that cold to me because I like boys. What's the difference, how do my decisions on who I like effect her? Not just me, but others as well. How could anybody disown their child because they are homosexual, or even bisexual, or trans, or asexual.

Scott got up from he ground and wiped his tears and went to the bathroom to shower. He looked at his body in the mirror, and thought to himself:

I look horrible. Why would anybody love me? I'm such an ugly worthless piece of shit. No wonder I get bullied, called a fag, shoved into lockers, get my head pushed into the toilet. Why shouldn't I just kill myself? Everyone would be better off.

His phone alarm buzzed, he only had an hour until he had to be out the door. Great, another day in his own personal hell. The only reason he was going was because of Mitch. He didn't know why he loved him, but that was enough for Scott to go to school.

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~~Hey!! I was planning on doing something completely different with this chapter, but I'll do that next chapter. Thank you guys for all the reads, it's crazy to me that all of you read this! Anyways, I'll be working on updating today and tomorrow. Love ya! So, yeah....goodbyeeeee!!~~

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