Crowned: Most Likely to be Gay (✔️)

Crowned: Leaked

I begin to panic and run out of assumptions of as to how my video was posted. "One thousand,seven hundred and fifty six views(1,756)" I affirm. I anxiously pick up my phone and call Stacey.

"Hello?" Stacey asks with laziness in her voice. "Stace. My video. It's posted. Someone posted it" I say. "What? Clam down. Repeat that again" she says. "I recorded a video of me speaking into my webcam talking about how I'm scared to come out and just some gay moments and it was posted!" I yell into the phone. "Okay. Just.-first delete it" Stacey advises. "There's no point,it already has over a thousand views" I say. "ET. Just delete it!" Stacey commands. I rush to my laptop and delete my video from my channel.

"What now?"I ask Stacey anxiously biting my nails. "Now you wait until it passes by" Stacey says trying to calm me down. "Maybe that's why Chad called me a faggot. Maybe it's why he's been picking on me and why everyone's been staring at me" I say in realization. "Look. Don't get carried away,if anyone picks on you for your sexuality,don't take it to offense. And do not change for them!" Stacey demands. "Thanks Stace. I'm just going to go relax. So much has been happening lately." I say. "You're welcome.Love you" Stacey says before hanging up the phone. I log out of my YouTube channel and shut my laptop down then make my way back downstairs.

"So?"Ian asks waiting for me to tell him what I've done. "I don't know how that video got up there ,I didn't publish it" I say confused.

"E!" my dad calls out as he walks through the door and makes his way to the kitchens where Ian and I are seated. "What is this?" My dad asks placing his phone in front of my face. "Is that-is that instagram?" I ask stuttering . "Yes And wanna know what else. It's a video of you telling the world you're gay" my dad says angrily. "Dad I didn't publish that.Like I told Ian,I don't know how that got out there" I explained. "One of my co workers showed me this. And so a ghost published it?" my dad asked rhetorically. "Will you stop? Someone probably hacked my laptop or something. I didn't do it" I repeat.

"You know what I find stupid about this is,it's that it took you years to come out to your parents but it only took you a minute to come out to the world" my dad says lowering his voice. "Remember how you said you didn't want to be like the kids that get picked on? Well congratulations,your one of them now" he adds.

My eyes become mournful. That hit home. My dad doesn't believe me and I would never tell the world about me. "Dad" I say as a tear makes its way down my cheek. "I didn't do it" I whisper as my voice cracks. "What I find even stupider is that you'll believe the internet over your son" I say before storming into my room.