When I got home, I heard a loud crash followed by "What the hell Margret?!?!? He can't be gay, he our only son!!" It was my father, he was drunk (of course) and taking his anger out on my mom. I swung the door open and shouted "Dad what the heck?!? Don't take it out on her!!!" I stood in front of my mother, who was currently on the floor. "Get the hell out of the way!! She's the reason you're like this." He swung a hand at me, I caught it and threw it down. "The only reason I'm like 'this' is because I was born like 'this', she has nothing to do with it, neither do you. You also have no reason to be in this house, you guys are divorced. You should not be here." I punched him in the jaw. He fell to the floor, it felt right I finally stood up to him. "Mom?! Are you okay?!" I bent down to hold her. She was laughing, "Why are you laughing?!" "I'm so proud of you" she clutched my face, and kissed my cheek. "T-Thanks?" I'm so confused, why was she laughing? She stood up and kicked my dad in the stomach "We should get this trash out of here, I'll call." My mom walked into the kitchen and grabbed the land line. I spat at my dad, and walked to my room. I was gonna call Blaise, but it seems we already were in a call. "H-Hello? Blaise you there?" He sounded like he was crying, "Babe are you okay?!?" I finally heard something other than crying. "Yeah, Babe I'm proud of you!" He sniffed. "What? You heard everything? I'm sorry you had to." "Yes I did, dude that's awesome that you did that. You have no idea how proud I am right now. Your old man deserves it." "I know, I know. And thanks you've never been proud of me." He scoffed "Pardon my Irish, you and your virgin ears, but bullshit. I've always been proud of you." My mom knocked on my door, she mouthed "can I talk to you" "Sure. Babe I'm gonna have to call you back." "Fine, love you." I blushed "Love you too." My mom sat down next to me. "Sorry you had to see that, either way I'm proud." "What's with every one saying they're proud? Also when are they gonna take him away? I think I want him out of my life. For good."~~~
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Blaising Fires
RomanceDaniel Turner is a young 17 year old boy who's in a gay relationship with a 18 year old boy named Blaise Duncan. When Justin Micheals rolls into school Danny's whole life is flipped and turned upside down.
