Because of You (boyxboy)

[Author's note: So after my failed attempt at starting a new story that i liked, i decided on this one after having a convorsation with my best friend caitie. I hope you guys like it! Comment and Vote please! Thank you!]

[Andrew (main character) ->]

Because of You

Andrew's Background

        Happiness was always a problem for me. There was never a day that I didn’t feel like crying. Everything started when I was nine. My best friend and I had accidentally kissed. He was too terrified to talk to me in fear that I liked the accident. Eventually, we agreed on saying it never happened; going back to being best friends.

        When I was twelve, one of my other friends dragged me to a party his older brother was attending. The two of us were tall enough and mature enough to fit in perfectly. It all went wrong when he dragged me into a game of seven minutes in heaven. I ended up being pulled into a room by a drunken sixteen ear old guy. There was a small spark when he kissed me and I started to wonder.

        When my fourteenth birthday came along, my life completely flipped around. My best friend at the time kissed me during my birthday party. I couldn’t help but kiss him back. That’s when I figured out that I was gay. I didn’t know what to do or say so I told my parents how I felt about my best friend, instantly regretting my decision.

        Only a week had passed before my life started to change for the worse. My things started to disappear while I was at school or hanging out with the friends that still liked me. After a few weeks, all of my clothes were in boxes and my expensive things had been sold without my permission. The day after my things were packed and sold, I decided to confront my parents; of at least I attempted to. A lady was already having a decent conversation with my parents when I reached them. I realized what was going on when the lady came back a few days later; forcing me to leave my home and family to move into an orphanage. My parents didn’t want a gay son so they figured they would just get rid of me, acting as if I had never existed in the first place.

        I felt completely unloved and betrayed by my own flesh and blood. There was nothing more that I wanted then to just die right there in my room. Before I could even think up a way to end it, a couple came and wanted to adopt me. They didn’t have a problem with me being gay since they were gay themselves. I finally felt at home with my two mothers. They cared for me like I was really their child.

        Sadly, the happiness disappeared when I started attending my first year at a new high school. Everyone instantly found out about my parents being both females; then finding out soon after that I was also gay. I was picked on and bullied by practically everyone in the school; including the teachers. The school board eventually started to get involved, threatening to expel me. Out of complete stupidity and fear, I lied. I asked a girl out and pretended to be straight just to convince everyone that I was ‘normal’.

        My parents didn’t exactly approve of the idea when they found out but it was what I had to do. Every week I had a different girlfriend. Soon, I just stuck with getting them into my room and ditching the idea of even dating. I hated it but I needed to keep my reputation up so no one would get suspicious. Eventually, I worked my way up the ladder of popularity; everyone forgetting about me being gay and that my parents were both girls. I felt safe doing what I did.

        Even though I felt safe, I was still making myself sick.

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