minute by minute / evak

013. "Are you into boys?"

WARNING! this chapter contains family violence and some strong and offensive language. (i'm so sorry)

Even was still asleep at 7 pm when i left his house. Her mom arrived, but i only told her that Even was really tired so he went to sleep. I know that i didn't tell her about the cutting, but Even appreciates it. He can tell her if he wants to.

"Where were you?" Mom asked me as i closed the door and went to living room.

"At Even's. I forgot to tell you, sorry." I apologized.

"Is something wrong?" She asked.

I shook my head and left the room without saying a word. I still had homework to do for tomorrow's schoolday. I was so tired, mentally. All i wanted to do was sleep.

As soon as i got to lay down onto my bed, my phone started ringing. It was an unknown number, but i still decided to answer. Glad i did.

"Hallå?" I answered to the call.

"Oh, hi. You answered quickly. This is Even's mom." A woman said to the phone.

I was a little bit shocked. Maybe Even had told her about his cutting. I kind of hoped he would have. Even really needed support.

"Yeah, right." I said and tried to sound like a human being.

"I just wanted to thank you, for helping Even. It's great that you stand by his side with things like this." Even's mom said.

"Sure, always."

We didn't talk a lot more and ended the call. It was just awkward and in some way stressful.

I heard our front door open, so i assumed that dad had came from work.
They would start fighting soon with mom, so i put my earphones on and listened to music.

In my opinion, i had a great taste in music. I listened James Arthur and Little Mix, but mostly Queen.

Queen had been a big part of my life always. I listened to their music already when i was a little kid, from the days that i remember i did.

(in loving memory of Freddie Mercury <3)

My calm moment was interrupted, as mt dad rushed to my room, mom following.

"What?" I stood up and turned to watch them.

Dad leaned closer to me, so close that our faces almost touched. I tried to back up, but he took a hold of my left hand.
I was confused, but i knew what it was.

"Tell me the truth. Are you into boys?" He spitted out the words.

We were there in silence for a while. I didn't know what to say to him.
I looked at mom who stood behind dad. She looked scared.

"I don't want to label myself, dad." I let it out.

I didn't see the next thing coming. He let go of my hand, and then punched me straight to my face.

I fell to the floor, holding my nose that was bleeding with my other hand. Everything blurred in my eyes, mostly because of the tears that filled them. I saw dad walking out of my room, and mom walking to help me.

"I'm so sorry, Isak." She said and hugged me quickly before getting up.

She walked out of my room, but came back few seconds after with some soft paper.
She helped me to get up, and walked me to our bathroom.
We washed my face that was covered with blood, and tried to make the bleeding stop. After that we held some cold thing against my nose, so it wouldn't hurt so much.