Who We Are- A Gay Fic

Prologue

~Terrance~

There was someone in my dream. He had black hair and...ears? "Terrance! Get your ass over here!" my mother called. I groaned and forgot all about the boy with black hair. 

Shouting to my mom I said, "Let me get changed!" 

My dad left me and my sister, Nalia, when we were 2, leaving my mom to raise us on her own. Now, that we're 14 and more mature, well, now that I'm more mature. My sister does anything she wants too, she has always been favored by mom. I always came 2nd. I went to the kitchen where mom was making something for breakfast. "What is it?" I asked. 

"Go get your sister up for school and make sure she eats something, she looks like she's getting skinny." I nodded to her and turned to go get Nalia. 

That took way too long to do. She doesn't have an alarm clock, because, 'it stresses her out' and 'she ends up destroying it'. All excuses to have me, get her up in my opinion. I feel like she hates me. She is always trying to find an excuse to get me in trouble, I think it's because I'm gay. Yes, I like boys. But, whats so wrong with liking the same sex?! One of my best friends, Alejandro, is gay too. I just feel like we're so misunderstood and hated. I hold my head up high though! I'm proud to be gay! Next thing I knew, we were getting on the bus to go to school in our uniforms. I told the bus driver, "Thank you." as we got on. Taking that time to get us to and from school. I could imagine how boring and annoying that must be for them.

Everyone looking exactly the same. No one unique. No one showing who they are, but there was one person when getting on the bus who was bright and colorful. Showing themselves as they are, getting laughed at, but still showing themselves as they are. His name was, 'Ledioda Saurus'. No one knew much about him, except that he's trans and gay. He asked everyone to call him 'Sar' instead of Ledioda and he wore something lgbtq+ everyday. Whether that is a mini-flag in his shoulder length messy hair, or a jacket he is wearing. He passed by me to sit with his boyfriend behind me. I tried saying, "Hi." to him, but, of course, he didn't notice me.

Once we got to school, I didn't see Alejandro and Dullra waiting for me like usual. The school bully, Josh, however came by and partially stuffed me into a locker and punched me a few times calling me, 'slut' and 'faggot'. My lip sightly bleeding, I made my way to Math class. I didn't answer too many questions, trying not to draw attention to myself. Next, I had my favorite class, History. I answered as many questions as I could there, Mr. Sulveski had asked when the Revolutionary War had started and I had the date memorized,"April 29th, 1775!" He smiled and continued teaching. 

Mid-day we had lunch. Sitting on my own in the cafeteria in the 'losers' corner. No one wanted to sit with the school 'faggot'. Not even other gay or bisexual people. Everyone hated me. No one cared about me. I felt like I should die, like I should never had been born. No one wanted me around, except to ignore or bully. My mother didn't want me, my father left me, my sister hates me, and the only two people I care about aren't even here at school after spring break. I sighed and ate what little food I was packed with."Oh, look who it is! The gay sitting by himself! Did your wittle fwiends weave you just like your daddy did?" I heard Josh say. 

Ignoring him I continued to eat my lunch. Fidgeting with one of my bracelets ever so often. "Hey slut!" He slapped me, "Look at me when I'm talking to you!" I looked up, glaring at him. He continued to say how awful I was and 'reasons' why my dad left me.

Just another normal day for me. A day of bullying from everyone. People ignoring me. No one caring. And of me not caring what others do. 

~Ashten~

Yet another family not wanting to take 2 teenager half-wolves in. Being sent back to the orphanage me and my little brother have been living at since I was 6. "They're too much work." Everyone says. The only say that because of our ears and tails. 

When I was 3 our father died in a house fire. 3 years later our mother committed suicide. At least, that's what we've been told. I'm not sure if it's true or not. I think that someone murdered our mother and framed it as a suicide, but I don't like going into it.

Life at the orphanage isn't...the best. People make fun of me and Luzu a lot for our tails and ears and since we both have anger problems we tend to get in trouble. Luzu, my brother, is 2 years younger than me and doesn't remember mom very well, much less dad. I've been the one to try take care of him in our foster homes, for the past 10 years. We've been waiting for a family to take us in. "Luzu, Ashten, there is another family wanting to foster you." I heard our headmaster say. 

When we got into the main room, I saw a tall man with brown wolf ears..and little wings?! There was a much shorter man standing next to him with blue and brown ears as well! This is the first time I had ever seen any other people with a wolf tail and ears like me. "I'll let you guys talk," Headmaster stated, "You know how this works, Ashten and Luzu." 

Luzu is a lot more distrusting than me, so I spoke up first, introducing us, "I'm Ashten and this is my younger brother, Luzu." 

"Nice to meet you Ashten and Luzu, I'm August and this is my fiance, Jason." He gestured to the taller man with wings. 

"W-wait. You guys are gay?" Luzu spoke up.

"Yeah, we've been dating for 4 ½ years and I proposed to August about 3 months ago." Jason spoke up, his wings fluttering slightly. I always thought being gay was like, illegal or something.

We talked for another hour or so and we liked this couple a lot. They were so nice and understanding and accepting. They were so much like us. Jason's mom and dad died in a car accident when he was young and they're both part wolf. We get to go spend a month with them soon, that is if they don't send us back before the end of the month.

Today was the day that our lives might change. The day we might get adopted for once. To be...accepted.