Dear Diary(Rydon)

Chapter 8

Hello my majestic waffles. I'm back finally. I'm sorry I have no excuse except laziness😐

Any way I have a phone now so I'll hopefully update more

Anyway now to the important part

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Dear diary,
I've been given the chance to paint a mural for my school! I'm so excited!

Except there is one problem.

I have no idea what to paint.

I don't want to paint something lame and have it be seen by everyone in the school. I might go ask Gerard for some suggestions. Frank tells me he's a really good artist. Maybe he can give me a few ideas.

Anyway I'm going to go for now. I'll write soon.

Bye
Brendon.

I closed my journal hiding it in between my mattress and head board.  As I put it away I heard my name being called from downstairs.

I sighed making my way(down town walking fast) to the living room.

I saw my mother sitting on the couch waiting for me. She smiled when she saw me.

"Brendon I have something to talk to about."

All the hairs on my body stood straight up. I completely froze. Did she somehow find out about Ryan?! I started panicking.

"Brendon your father and I have found a way to fix you. There is this place were you see a therapist once a week to help you with your.... Problem."

I took me a second to realize that she wasn't referring to my depression.

"You mean conversion therapy." I said flatly.

My mother nodded. "It will be good for you...." She started to explain before I interrupted her."

"Good for me!? No! It is only good for you and dad! You don't wants what best for me! You want what is best for your good image! You only care about yourself. Do you know what its like to be hated by your family!? To be bullied by everyone for something you can't change about yourself!? To be afraid of your own brother!? But no all you care about is that I'm gay! I screamed at her. My mom stares at me in complete shock not sure what to say. I was suprised myself. I've never ever yelled at someone.

I walked out slamming the door behind me. I  started running not quite sure to where but I didn't care. I just wanted out of there.

I ran and ran until I physically couldn't anymore. I stopped to see where I was. It was an open field by a small lake with a few trees scattered about. I went to one sitting down on the soft grass hugging my knees. Without realizing it, I had starting sobbing.

"Brendon?" I heard a familiar voice ask.

I look up to see Gerard standing above  me. He sat down next to me and wrapped an arm around me. I buried my face in his shirt and sobbed again. He just rubbed my back and didn't say a word.

Once I stopped crying I pulled away wiping my eyes.

"You wanna talk about it?" Usually I'd say no or shrug it off as not a big deal but for some reason I decided to tell him. He listened to me not saying anything.

When I was finished he pulled me into another hug.

"You gonna go back?" He asked.

"I have to eventually. I have no where else to go."

"You can spend the night at my place. Frankie won't have a problem with it."

I nodded as he helped me up. He lead to me to his apartment.  Frank ran up to Gerard jumping up and giving him a hug.

He then turned me and his expression became worried.

"Who the fuck do I need to fight." He said in a scarily serious tone. Frank may be short but his is still very intimidating.

"No one he just needs a place to stay for tonight." Gerard told him.

Frank looked at Gerard and back at me. "Parent problems?" He asked.

I nodded.

"Yeah I know the feeling. Anyway we have a spare bed room upstairs for you so let's get you settled." He said grabbing my arm and leading me upstairs Gerard in tow.

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Meh.

Sorry for the very late short update but at least I did it.

Anyway like I said I'll hopefully update more I'm v sorry.

Though that meant I did get a lot of time to think about my plans for this story so be prepared for that( ͡ʘ ͜ʖ ͡ʘ)(͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)( ͡ʘ ͜ʖ ͡ʘ)(͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Well I hope you enjoyed!

Bye my majestic waffles!!!

~Trash