Gay

Twenty Two

Shaynes POV

I got up and started to walk home. I was crying and I put on some music

"Damn damn damn what id do to have you here here here. I wish you were here" I started to cry even more because that is how I felt.

I was crying so hard and I had the right to be. My boyfriend just broke up with me and I had a terrible dad.

I got home and threw my backpack at the wall.

"Shayne what happened" my mom asked

"My boyfriend broke up with me"

"I'm so sorry I didn't even know you were gay. He doesn't deserve you"

"I think he made the right decision though. I loved him and he loved me back."

"Then why did you break up"

"Dad was lashing me every time I spent time with him"

"RICHARD WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU DOING TO SHAYNE!!" He walked into the kitchen where we were and he said

"What are you talking about bitch"

"You were lashing him for spending time with his boyfriend"

"He shouldn't be dating guys. That's why I did it."

"He can be whoever he wants to be what the point is you broke up a perfectly good relationship"

"Good for you. Now your not dating a faggot"

"I can't fucking believe you" my mom slapped my dad and then he slapped her back

"Don't you hit me slut."

I left the conversation and I put in my headphones.

I went into my room and I had snapped. I was done with this.

I grabbed my suitcase and shoved some clothes into it. I grabbed my toothbrush and toothpaste. I brought a jar filled with money I saved over the years. It had about 800 dollars in it. I stuck it in the case.

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