An Artist Colors

Chapter 6

Matthew wasn't doing so well either, after leaving Charlie's house. He came home to his parents yelling at him to accept that what he did was wrong.

"James is a good boy if anything I bet you forced him to do those horrible things with you. Own it Matthew, we all know you are gay." His mom said in a voice of disappointment.

"What?" Matthew says dumbfounded. "What does my sexuality have to do in this? Just because I'm supposedly gay doesn't mean I would forcefully kiss James. Do you really not believe me!?"

"Yeah right, just like Andrew right? I'm sick and tired of you blaming these poor boys for your sexuality. Just admit it and own it instead of trying to cover it up. First you say that Andrew molested and raped you. Now you are saying that your friend kissed you which cause you to have and anxiety attack? I don't have time to be dealing with your nonsense." Matthew's dad says as he walks off into his bedroom.

"Really, Mathew? Look I know we said we didn't like gay people before but we have changed. It's okay honey, just say the truth and we will accept you just the way you are." Matthew's mom hugs Matthew in an attempt to comfort him but all she was doing was making it worse. Matthew pulls away, he just can't take any more of this.

"But I am saying the truth. He molested me and tried to get me to have sex with him. Andrew raped me, mom! Do you really think I would lie about such a thing?" Matthew's voice cracked doing his best not to sob and go for comfort in his mom's arms even though she didn't believe him.

Matthew's mom shakes her head in disappointment. "I thought that you knew better not to lie to me but clearly you don't care about ruining someone's reputation for your own selfish needs. You disgust me, I thought you were better than this. You are a disappointment, a disgrace, and I wish I would have raised you better so I won't have this sad of an excuse as a child."

Matthew's mom raises her hand up close to Matthew's face pulling back making Matthew wince and closes his eyes ready for the hit but it doesn't come. He slowly opens his eyes and sees his mom shake her head and put her hand down.

"You don't deserve any of my effort in changing you. No one should touch you and your horrible ways. I would have accepted you for who you are but now you are just a sad excuse of a child. I wish I would have listened to your grandmother and sent you to a military school then at least you would have been disciplined." With that, she leaves and goes into her room to join his father leaving Matthew wondering what he was going to do.

Matthew heads upstairs with no hesitations convincing himself it is what he has to do. He takes out a suitcase and packs the essentials he needs. He hesitates, do I really want to leave? I have to, there is no other way to get them to understand if I stay. I have to leave, solve this with the law and come back to hopefully more understanding parents. He shakes all of his thoughts out his head so they won't somehow convince him to stay and heads down the stairs. His dad opens the door of his room seeing Matthew with the suitcase heading towards the door and rage fills inside of him.

"Where do you think you are going?!" He yells at Matthew mad at the sight.

"I'm leaving, I can't stand being here with people who don't believe I am in actual pain."

"The hell you are! Matthew you are not going anywhere with that because I bought you that so you leave with us not without us." Matthew groans, and sets the suitcase down and continues walking out the door towards his truck, then hesitates.

"You know what?" Matthew asks turning around facing the door to look at his father at the entrance, "I guess I can't take this truck either, actually you can keep everything you have ever given me because I don't need you just like you don't need me." Matthew puts his hand inside of his jean pocket and takes out the keys out and throws them towards his dad landing right in front of his dad's feet.