Troye and Jacob have been best friends for most of their lives. But as they grow older , those feelings start to develop into something much bigger. After Jacob's mother kicks him out, he needs Troye more than ever.
Before Troye has the chance to grab him, Jacob rushes downstairs. Troye quickly follows after him.
"Mum." Jacob says, "What are you doing here?"
Laurelle looked at him with a face of annoyance. As if to say, 'Not the time Jacob'.
His mother looks at him. "Well I was planning on never speaking to you again, and letting you live you're disgusting life. Until I saw this photo on Facebook last night." She pulls out her phone and holds up a picture of Jacob and Troye kissing on the dance floor last night. "I simply can't have it. You must be fixed, boy. Grab your things, we're going."
"What? No! You can't do that!" Laurelle shouts at her.
"Yes I can! As he is not eighteen years old yet, I am legally allowed to say what he does. So he is coming with me." She demands.
"She can't do that! Can she Mum?" Troye asks, the worry obvious in his voice.
Laurelle sighs and looks at Troye.
"Come on, Jacob. Get your things now!" Jacob's mum yells.
Jacob let's out a cry, and runs upstairs.
"Bitch." Troye spits at her, before joining his boyfriend.
Jacob rushes into the bedroom and starts throwing clothes into a bag. His sobs become louder and louder as he shoves the items into his bag.
"Babe!" Troye yells at him. Trying to grab Jacob's arms to stop him. Jacob doesn't stop and his cries become louder. "Baby! Jacob! Please stop. Please. Please." Troye pleads as his own tears start to appear. "Jacob! Please stop!"
Only when Troye starts to sob, does Jacob stop. Jacob looks at Troye, realising he was the one who caused Troye to break down.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry baby." Jacob said cradling the broken boy.
"No, no, no. This is all my fault! I shouldn't of kissed you last night. If I hadn't forced you onto the dance floor, none of this would've happened! Now your mum is going to send you away to some conversion therapy bullshit and there is nothing I can do to help you!" Troye cries.
"Shhh." Jacob says, "This is not your fault at all. My mother is just a horrible person, who will do anything to 'fix' me. Don't worry baby, I'll be back soon."
"No. I need you here with me! She can't take you." Troye cries and Jacob holds him tighter.
They hear footsteps coming up to the room. "Jacob Bixenman! Get your things and come with me now!"
"I'm coming! Just give me five minutes!" Jacob shouts at her.
Troye and Jacob manage to pack all the things Jacob needs into a small suitcase.
Once they had zipped it up Troye sighed and they both turned to each other.
"I'll be back before you know it." Jacob attempted to smile, but his voice was shaky.
"And I'll be waiting here for you, always." Troye's voice cracked.
Jacob pulled Troye into a bone crushing hug.
"Jacob! Hurry up!" Mrs Bixenman bellowed.
"Fuck me. She really has to ruin my life doesn't she?" Jacob whispers into Troyes ear.
Troye managed to fake a laugh, before pulling Jacob in for a kiss.
"Let's go." Jacob said after they broke apart. He grabbed his suitcase in one hand and Troyes hand in the other before going downstairs.
It was a sad sight.
All of Troyes siblings were in tears by the door. Shaun close as well. Laurelle has mascara smudged all down her face, and even Jagga looks sad.
Jacob let's go of Troyes hand as he rushes towards the Mellet family. Laurelle hugs him tightly. "I'm gonna get you out of that place. Be safe and don't worry."
"Thanks Laurelle. I love you so much. Thank you for everything." Jacob says through his tears.
"Jacob. We are leaving! Now!" Mrs Bixenman yells.
Jacob brings the rest of the Mellet family into a group hug before he's mum practically pulls him out the door.
"Wait!" He shouts and rushes quickly back to Troye.
He kisses him, hard and passionately on the lips.
"Yuck. You're disgusting. You bunch of faggots." Mrs Bixenman spits, but the boys ignore her.
"I don't want you to go." Troye sobs, as he holds onto his boy one last time. (Call me by your name fans where you at? I'm sorry)
"I love you so much, Troye." Jacob says.
"I love you too, Jacob."
And with one last peck on the lips. Jacob was taken to the car and driven away from his true family.
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Jacob's pov
He sat silently in the passenger seat, not daring to look at his mother.
"It's what's best for you, Jacob. They're going to make you better. Then maybe you could move back in to the house with me." Mrs Bixenman says quietly.
"There's nothing wrong with me Mum! You can't change who I am! This isn't going to do anything whatsoever. I am who I am and you can't change that!" Jacob cries.
"There is something wrong with you boy, and you know it." She says sternly. "The church told me about this program that does conversion therapy, and that is where you are going!"
Jacob couldn't help but let the tears roll down his cheeks. He turned to look out the window and stayed silent for the rest of the drive.
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Troye's pov
Troye tried to keep it together for Jacob, he really did, but as soon as that car left the driveway, he shattered.
Troye feel to the ground with his face in his hand and cried hysterically.
Laurellle shooed his siblings away and fell to his side. She immediately embraced him and tried to calm him down.
"What are they going to do to him, Mama?" He cried.
"I don't know, tok." Laurelle sighed, "I don't know."
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