Mom, Dad, I'm Queer

To Be Queer Or Not To Be Queer

it all started one day at lunch. Anthony was sitting with his only friend, Paul. Paul had asked Anthony about his crush. Anthony told him that he likes Michael and that he's queer.

Paul had agreed to not tell anyone about his crush. especially not to tell Michael. Michael had told his friends that he likes Anthony but they swore they wouldn't tell anyone.
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POV: Anthony

I was playing You're Gonna Go Far Kid by The Offspring. I was scared to tell Paul that I like Michael. Michael is so cute and I can't stop but think about him.

"Paul" I said, after I pulled him off to the side. "Can we talk?".

"Sure, what's up Anthony?" he asked, and I can tell he's concerned. "Are you gonna kill yourself?! Dude, talk to me. How are you feeling?"

so now instead of a friend, I got a therapist. well, shit. this will be hard.

"I'm fine. im not suicidal, I'm not gonna kill myself. I li-" I started to say but i got nervous and then he interrupted.

"YOU LIKE KILLING THINGS!? JESUS CHRIST ANTHONY. I DIDN'T KNOW YOU'RE PSYCHOTIC!" he whisper yelled.

"Paul, ur acting like a therapist" I broke down into tears. Paul knows I'm gay and knows I got bullied for it. "Paul, I like Michael." I told him in a whisper. I did it.

"the Michael that acts gay as fuck but denied it and said he's a with a girl?" he knew it. he guessed it correctly.

I nodded. scared to say anything. it would be like Romeo and Juliet, I hope without violence. in English we had to write a story. which I started with 'To Be Queer Or To Not Be Queer', and i knew I'd make a story of me and Michael. I used different names. Jeff and Lucas. I was Jeff and Michael was Lucas. I wrote it like a romance writer.

when I turned it in next Friday, I was confident and I told Paul of the story i wrote.

"Then they got married and the-" Paul had interrupted me.

"O MY GOD NO. I don't wanna know about the sex." luckily it was after school I told him. "can you make a second book?" this made me happy.

"yes I can. I should become a famous writer" I was off into my own fantasy before I ran into the pole.

"you okay dude?" Paul asked and helped me up.

"thanks and I'm okay dude". I replied trying to not get on his therapist side again.

I got to my house and he lived next door. I know he worries about me but I text him as well. we said bye and went into our homes and saw each other the next day.