Chapter four: sexuality

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/Marina's POV\
It's been a month since I've arrived in Cali, Jason's still questioning me about that one day on beach. After he said "who hurt you?" I ran off and somehow made my way back to the block. We have become much closer and I get happy when I see him but he doesn't. He gets worried and I feel like angry, he won't tell me why his parents disowned him so why should I tell him why I'm here?
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I wake up to the smell of bacon, assuming Jason's cooking but when I put on a shirt and stumble down the stairs I see Mary cooking.
"Where's Jason?" I ask curiously while I get out five plates and five forks, placing them on the table.
"He said not to tell you.." Mary whispers once I walk to the living room that's connected to the kitchen and dining room.
"I'm sorry, what? Why?" Mary just shrugs when I ask. I feel hurt when she says those words, I shouldn't! I came here because of boys, I can't catch feelings.
Mary puts out the bacon, eggs, potato bread and fried onions on only two plates. Placing two glasses of water on the dining room table aswell as stacking the other three. I look at her with a confused look, she glances at me but doesn't say anything. We just eat in silence. The awkward silence.
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I'm sitting on the L shaped couch stuffed when Jason comes running into the house, swearing, sweating, beaten up, possibly crying and shirtless. I stare at him and immediately jump up running over to him but he pushes me over the head of the couch and pauses for a minute in shock before running upstairs, slamming his bedroom door. I hear Mary rush out of the bathroom pulling up her jeans and buttoning them.
"What happened?"
I don't bother to answer her as my legs hang off the head of the couch, my body making a bridge and blood rushing to my head. I keep my sleeves up and top down somehow, next thing you know everything just went black.

I wake up to my brother standing over me with an angry, concerned look on his face.
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/Jason's POV\

From: Unknown
Come home, dear.
To: Unknown
Who is this?
From: Unknown
-mum<3

I received that text at 3.45am, thinking why the hell my mom was texting me. She hates me! So I decided to do the stupid and go visit the house I use to call home and family that I called my family..I hate them.

I knock on the door and I'm greated by my tall, skinny sister with a disgusted look on her face.
"MOTHER!" She screams from the front door.
"Come in dear boy" I hear a high pitched voice say as a blonde 46 year old woman comes down the stairs.

We sat around awkwardly, I refused any drink they offered me until my dad and three brothers walk in. They all ganged up on me, I couldn't fight back because they held me down. They broke my nose, made me bleed from my chest up, cut me, bruised me and drugged me. All because I'm bisexual. What type of bullshit is that?
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I'm in my house, the Forest house. I hear Marina and Micheal arguing over something, I don't know what though. I look at my phone and I'm blowing up because of my supportive fans. I recently posted a video coming out to them, saying I'm still me. That I haven't changed, until I seen their name..

A/N: this is really really bad! I'm sorry. I'm sick and feel really down, I'll try and keep making the story interesting but I can't promise I'll continue to update every day.

Next update: 15th/16th September 2018

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