A Tale of Jeffmads - Jeffmads fanfic

Confession - Chapter 3

JAMES POV

Thomas has just brought me home in his car. HIS CAR. HIS VERY OWN CAR! I was filled with joy, the most joy I've felt in my entire life. I have noticed that i was fully fanboying in front of my parents. Dammit, i need to tell my parents that i'm gay...How do i even say it? What do i do? Do i have to make them sit down? I didn't know what to do. The only thing that was going on in my mind was will they accept me? I took another deep breath in and went towards my parents.

"Mom, dad. I need to tell you something..."

"Ok, it seems serious. Let's sit down and talk about it." We then sat down together. I was hoping they would be fine with it because they always say "stay true". Anyways, they are my parents. They would most definitely accept me for who i am.

"What is it that you want to tell us James?"

"I-i'm gay.." I then looked at them in the eyes. They were filled with disgust and horror. I was terrified. What are they going to do to me? Kick me out? No, they wouldn't do that. I'm their son, and they love me, and was i wrong. They yelled at me, slapped me, screamed in my face. I was scared for my life, it felt painful. Not physically, more mentally

"Get out of the house. You're not welcome here." I felt like crying, however i didn't. I wanted to be the bigger man and just leave. I went into my room and got my luggage bag. I put my clothes, blankets, books and other things. Before going at the door, i needed to say something.

"Just please, let me have my last dinner here. With my family." I saw my dad grab in my mom for a little talk. He then nodded at me. It wasn't time for dinner yet, so i stayed in my room for the meantime. I looked at all the photos of me and them together. I didn't know if i wanted to keep one with me or leave them all here, for them to keep. Having a decision, i put one of the photos of us all hugging inside my bag. It was when i was just a little kid when we took this picture, about the age of 9. I stared at the photo for a good 5 minutes, tasting salty tears going down my face. Wiping the tears away with my sleeve, i got a pen and paper and thought of writing a letter for them.

Dear mom and dad,

I'm truly sorry if you don't think i'm good enough for you. If you think i'm disgusting, hideous or even revolting. Though, even if you think of me that way, i get it. You don't want someone who is related to you to be different. I thought it would time to tell you, and so i did. However, i did not know the reaction of you both if i told you. But, i decided to tell you. I will still always love you both, hoping you would still fell the same way about me.

Love, James

I have just finished writing the letter, with some tear drops on the paper. I saw my analogue clock hit the time of 7:00pm. It was time for dinner. I went downstairs into the kitchen to see my mom putting food on the table. It was her famous roasted chicken, my favourite. I'm going to miss it here. Watching TV, going on the desktop, having someone to talk to... I sat down on the dining table with my parents sitting away from me. I now knew they were utterly disgusted. As i was eating i could feel their eyes at staring at me. Judging me. I had enough by then. I didn't care if i hurt their feelings. I didn't care if i sounded rude. I didn't care if they would say something back, but i just couldn't handle it. I slammed my hands on the table as hard as i could, grabbing their attention.

"I HATE YOU! WHY WON'T YOU ACCEPT ME!? I THOUGHT YOU WERE ALWAYS THERE FOR ME! I JUST HATE YOU!" I ran to get my bag and then snooped my dads wallet that was on the table. Sprinting as fast as i could out the door, i saw my dad chasing me. It was the most scariest feeling, getting chased by your own dad. I tripped a few times, scraping my knees and bleeding, but getting back up at the speed of light. I dared myself not to look back, but i couldn't help it. I turned my head to see no one chasing me. I thanked god and dropped to the floor. I sat on the sidewalk for 10 minutes, catching my breath. Thinking about what has just happened makes me feel chills go down my spine. Another bad feeling today. I decided to walk around to find a bench to sleep on, for now. I can't believe it. I'm homeless. Walking around for a while, i saw a bench in the park. I went over to it, putting down my bag, taking out my blankets and putting it around the bench. I laid down, closing my eyes.

I need to tell Thomas. Tell him what happened. How i felt. Talk to him. I'll tell him tomorrow, i thought through the night. I felt myself going woozy, going to sleep.

A/N

Yeah, I know this chapter was...something. I thought to do more dramatic things, because they are really fun for some reason. Again, there are most likely some mistakes, but i'm way to tired now. Also THANKS FOR THE READS AND VOTES! I'm so happy, now i will try to fully continue and finish this story to the end. Thanks again guys, it means a lot to me. Well, my way of saying goodbye again. BOII GUYS!!

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