pt. 3
1 year later
"Happy Birthday son" my dad clapped me on the back. I nodded, my face stony
"You know what we're doing today?" My mom looked excited
"Huh? What are we doing?" Was a surprise happening?!!?
"We're taking you to a protest!" My mom pulled out a stack of signs. I leafed through them; the only one I could stomach reading said "You're all going to Hell FAGGO-"
No, no I shook my head subconsciously
"Something wrong?"
"No! No- no I'm..... I'm ok" I smiled sadly
"Well let's get going!"
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I had forgotten the most important question where were we going??
The road sign listed Los Angeles 25 miles away
WAIT?! We're going to LA....
"Mom?"
"Yes Calum?" She twisted around
"What are we protesting?" I averted my eyes
"We're protesting those-" She sneered "disgusting homos at their 'pride' walk"
I bit my lip and nodded, reaching for my phone
Mali- they're taking me to protest pride parade, but I packed a bag
Three dots popped up
When you get there, tell me where you are
