YELLOW'S POV
"That's not true is it?"
"Yeah Yellow, why didn't you tell us?"
"I mean we obviously support you, but really you couldn't have told us?"
"I'm really sorry Yellow, truly I am."
I was seriously getting sick of this shit. "EVERYONE. SHUT. THE. FUCK. UP!" I yell. In a nano second everyone is quiet. The only sound in the living room is Hunter quietly sobbing. When we got back from 'shopping' Hunter was greeted with hate and I was greeted with questions. "Now first things first. Green, I forgive you. But I still wanna know...HOW YOU CAN BE SO INCOMPETENT,TO HAVE TOLD LIVE TELEVISION THAT ME AND HUNTER ARE DATING?!" I say. I then shake my head. "Actually never mind. That was rude and I'm sorry." I apologize. Green smiles a little. "No, your right. I was incompetent. Or whatever that means." Green says. I turn around to Hunter. "You okay? You know how much I hate it when you cry. It makes me feel bad even if I didn't do anything." I say directly to Hunter. He nods his head smiling a little smirk. "Wait hold on a damn minute. So you ask your SECRET LOVER, if he's ok but not the people who actually are effected by this?!" Blue yells. I laugh. "...And how does this effect you guys?" I say. Blue opens his mouth to answer but Violet does it first. "THE FUCK YOU MEAN!! THIS IS CRAZY AND IRRESPONSIBLE!! WHAT ARE THE LITTLE KIDS GONNA THINK?! WHAT ARE THE PARENTS GONNA THINK?! OUR REPUTATIONS ARE ON THE LINE!" He yells. I just continue laughing. "WHY IS THIS SHIT FUNNY?!" Violet yells some more. I catch my breath then answer. "Do you think I would be dating Hunter if I truly cared what society thought about us? I love Hunter. If your a homophobe then leave, cause I'm not jeopardizing my heart for your stupidity, idiocy, and fear." I say raising my eyebrows. Showing everyone to leave now if they are included. No one moves. "Ok then it's settled, my relationship is no ones business but my own. You ALL owe Hunter an apology except Orange, Pink, Brown, and Black." I say. Everyone mumbles there own kind of apology and walks away. The only people in the room now is Hunter, White, Brown, Black, Orange, The twins, Pink, and I. "Congratulations. You have successfully gotten through a color meeting without throwing a chair." White yells sarcastically. "No, but honestly. I'm glad you two are happy and will support any decision you decide to make. I'm happy for you two." He says. I smile a tight smile. "Thank you." I say. White nods his head and leaves the house. "See ya in the next three years." I mutter under my breath after he leaves.
That went...okay?
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Colored People
HumorThis isn't racism, this is crayons. What would our world be like if the crayola colors were people and the cra-Z-art colors were just some freaky ass parallel twins that crayola hated? I've been wondering too. THIS IS A LEMON STORY!!! DEAL WITH IT!!
