Coming out (boyxboy)

Chapter 4

Chapter 4

It's been a couple of days since I left Jason's house. I've been wearing his clothes and eating his food. Jason's mum has been a sweet heart always taking care of me and seeing if I'm ok. Jason's been really busy and wasn't home all that offend. His jobs been keeping him busy but as long as he came home at the end of the night to cuddle up with me, I'm fine. My parents haven't called or check to seen if I'm ok. They don't care about me anymore.

It was late at night when Jason came home today. Later the usual. "hey babe." I say while running up to him. About 3 meters before him I stopped. He stank of alcohol. I took two steps back. "What the actual fuck? Why do you smell of alcohol?" I yell. He looked at me an smiled. "Hi babe, you're looking mighty fine tonight." Even though I was mad, his comment made me blush. "Jason where were you?" I ask him quietly, not really trusting my own voice. "I was out with the boys, you've been keeping me away from them so I decided I should see them and have a little drink." My heart stopes beating. Does he really think I keep him away from his friends? Was I actually doing that?

I tried not to cry as I back away from a smiling Jason. I turned my back to him and walked up to his room. Curling up under the blanket I let the tears fall. How could he just say that? I know he's drunk but still. Drunk people always say the truth. That night Jason didn't come to bed. It felt empty and cold. All I wanted to do was curl up next to him and steal his body heat.

When I woke up the next morning my head was hurting and I felt sick. I hadn't had much sleep that night and it was having a toll on me. I slipped out of bed and made my way to the bathroom. Once I arrived there I looked at myself in the mirror and almost cried. I look horrible. I had blue bags under my eyes and my hair was a mess. My cheeks were stained from the tears and my face looked extremely pale. While I was 'checking myself out' Jason walked in. He didn't look any better then me. His hair was a mess and he looked really tiered. When he saw me standing there, his gaze hit the floor, which was suddenly more interesting then his own boyfriend. "YOU KNOW WHAT! I'LL GO HOME NOW, CAUSE I DONT NEED TO BE HERE TO BE IGNORED!" I scream before pushing myself past him. I grabbed my cloths and threw them on. I was anger crying now.

After putting on my shoes and jacket I headed back home. It was quiet far away bit I needed time to think. I need fresh air and time.

When I arrived in my neighbourhood, my stomach was doing flips. I was scared of what my parents would do. I pushed those thoughts out of my head as I head down my road. About 2 houses from mine I could see my dad's car parked in our drive way. I was about to shit myself when my dad walked out of the house. He luckily didn't see me and got into his house before driving away. I walked to the front door and knocked a couple of times. My mum answered the door with a smile, but when she saw me that smile faded. "what the fuck so you want?" she spat. "I wanted to come home." I reply whispering. "this is no home of yours." was her reply. "get your things and leave, we don't want no fag in our house." she added. I nod swallowing hard before walking down the all to familiar hallway to my room.

Nothing has changed since the last time be been here. I sigh before laying down on my bed for a minute. It still smelt like Jason. I sigh again before grabbing a suitcase filling it with my clothes. Once it was full I pulled out my bag and filled it with all my other essentials. I packed my laptop and charger into my bag as well. I also managed to grab my phone and headphones before closing my bag and heading out. I took one last glance at my so called mother, before leaving the house.

I make my way to the bus stop near my house. Where do I go now? I aka myself. Just then the bus pulls up, but so does Jason's car. I hesitate before getting up and entering the bus but not getting very far since someone pulls me out. Me and the person pulling of flying and land on the hard floor. The bus driver doesn't look to amused as he closes the doors and drives off. "Collin, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for drinking, and hanging out with the guys when you needed me most. I'm sorry for being a dick and I'm just really sorry I don't think straight sometimes, although I never think straight since I'm gay, but you get my point." Jason mumbles. " I fucking hate you sometime, you know that right?" I tell him while holding back a smile. "I know" was all he replied before attacking me with his lips. It was a hot major out session, but not to obvious for by standers.

My super sexy boyfriend helped me put my luggage into his car. I had told him what my mum said and he offered me to stay with him until everything was settled. The ride home was hilarious. We were singing stupid songs out loud with the windows open. Let's just say we made some people laugh.

It was good to be somewhere I could call home.