(Warning: This chapter contains some crude language and actions including suicide, depression, and profanity. Reader discretion is advised)
- - -(The next morning, at school)
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I walk up to the courtyard to see people staring at me. I tried to tell myself it was all just a bad dream, but I knew it wasn't. I desperately look for Milo, but he was surrounded by people. I feel tears well up in my eyes as I look for Kara and James. I feel a deep pain forming in my chest as I make eye contact with James. He holds his arms open as I sprint towards him. I wrap myself around him and sob into his chest. "Baby what happened?" Kara says, rubbing my back. I pull away from James and show them my phone. Kara's eyes widen and James covers his mouth, "Where the fuck is she?!" Kara yells, running off. I feel many emotions bubble up in my chest. The main two being fear and anger. I bury my face back into James and he rubs my back to calm me. The bell rings and we're all forced to go inside the school. James holds my close, leading me inside the school. As I walk with James to my locker, I look up and see "Faggot, Go Kill yourself, Your gonna burn in hell" sprayed in big red letters on my locker. I ignore it and grab my things, slowly walking to my class. I sit down at my desk, which was covered in homophobic slurs. I try my best to ignore it, covering it with my binder.
(Last period)
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All day I had people laughing and talking about Milo and I. I can't imagine what people were saying to Milo. I walk into my English class and sit down at my desk. Milo comes up to me, "Are you okay?" He says, bending down to my level. I shake my head, looking at him with tears in my eyes. He pulls me into an embrace and kisses the top of my head. I don't fight it, I wanted him to hold me. I didn't care what people thought, at least not now. "What happened? People have been coming up to me all day.." He says quietly. I explain what had happened and show him my phone. I see his face light up with anger, then sadness, then fear. "She took a video..she followed us.." I say quietly, letting tears fall onto my binder. Milo pulls me into another embrace, rubbing my back soothingly. "It's okay Raphie, it's all gonna be okay." He whispers. I nod my head, "W-What about my p-parents?" I say in between sniffles, looking up at him with puffy eyes. Before he can answer the bell rings, he pecks my forehead and sits down at his desk.
(After school)
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I walk back out to the court yard and look for Milo. Once I see him, I see someone standing next to him, it was Vivian. I instantly start to panic, quickly walking over to Milo to pull him away. "Raphael is awful! I can't believe you guys are together, he wouldn't even kiss me! And I'm- me!" She gestures to her body, "And he'll never make you happy, he doesn't care about anybody but himself." She crosses her arms as she talks. Milo stands closer to her and puffs out his chest a little, "Listen here you little brat. Raphael is the kindest, funniest, most caring person I have ever met. From the minute we met I knew he was a good person. He makes everyone else a priority before himself. So either you call off this little revenge scheme you got going on or I'll-" I stand completely still as I listen to Milo's words, seeing him bend down and whisper something in her ear. I was curious to what he had said, but it must've been threating as Vivian's eyes light up in fear as he pulls away. She stomps off in frustration as Milo sees me. I walk closer to him slowly and look up at his doll-like eyes, "Did you..really mean all of that?" I say as a light red color dusts my cheeks. His face turns a bright red and he manages a faint smile, "Yeah..I did." He says quietly. I quickly wrap my arms around him and bury my face into his chest, smiling faintly. He chuckles under his breath and wraps his arms around me. I sit there for a few seconds, until my eyes widen when I feel my phone vibrate. I knew who it was, there was no doubt about it. I knew it was one of my parents. I slowly pull away from Milo and pull out my phone. "Who is it?" Milo says nervously. I check the notifications, it was my dad. I feel my heart break and my eyes immediately burst with tears. "I-Its my dad.." I say in between sobs, "He said 'Don't bother coming home tonight. I don't ever want to see your face again'."
(Author's note: So..this chapter got kinda dark. I wasn't sure if it was enough to put a trigger warning, but I put one just incase. Stay safe everyone <3)
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