Words can hurt.
As I walked to my house, I made sure nobody was home. I saw nobody was there, so I ran in and ran up to my room.
My family hates me.
About half a year ago, I came out to them as gay. They instantly fought back. They yell and scream at me. They try to get me to go to conversion therapy.
So I hide away in my room where I'm numb.
I can't feel the physical pain I give myself. It's my release from the shit that my family gives me.
They don't know I've been hurting myself.
I don't have anyone to turn to.
We moved from our old home a couple weeks after I came out to them. My own brother, Steven, spread rumors about me at our new school.
Nobody wanted to be friends with the faggot.
I hide away in my room, most if the time crying or imagining something better for myself.
Maybe in another universe my parents aren't ignorant assholes. Maybe I could fall in love if they didn't fucking hate me.
But for now, I try to make the pain go away.
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The Broken///Tyrus AU
FanfictionPlease don't read this if you're easily triggered Andi is a heartbreaker. Buffy feels like they are in the wrong body. Cyrus is broken, and is told that every day. Jonah is terrified all the time. TJ wants to be accepted by someone In which the...
