Chapter 3

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He returned to his bed and tossed his phone onto the nightstand next to him. He didn't want to recall anything but he was anyways. He glanced at the clock, 5:26. Why was time going so slow today?

He let out a bored sigh and stared at his ceiling.

*past*

“THOMAS!!” He tore his gaze from his gaze from the ceiling. His eyes whitened and his heart accelerated. “GET DOWN HERE NOW!” Tom swallowed a lump in his throat and quickly made his way downstairs.

His Uncle and Aunt were fuming. “Who was that boy you were with yesterday night?” His Aunt spoke with hidden rage. Tom paled. They were watching him?! “M-m-my friend.” He stuttered out, his face turned red.

They glanced at each other then to Tom. “B.S.” His Uncle spat. “Friends don't kiss each other!” He knew he shouldn't have brought Tord to his house. His relatives were strong in their beliefs.

“He's my boyfriend.” He spoke defeatedly. That night…

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