Bi-Curious (BoyxBoy)

♥︎ Chapter 18 • Breathe in, Breathe Out ♥︎

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Hate

I've dealt with it since I was ten
Ridiculed because I simply like men
"That's so gay"
I became ashamed of myself because what they'd say

I didn't choose this
It was just one little kiss—
But everyone saw it
And no one would let me forget it

I wanted to be normal,
I wanted to be straight,
All I ever wanted was to escape their hate

Breathe in,
Breathe out,
"You live in sin!"
"The devil, he taints him"

Breathe in,
Breathe out,
Head down,
Don't shout

This isn't what love is supposed to be about

Breathe in,
Breathe out
"What a freak!"
"I bet he's contagious"

Breathe in,
Breathe out,
Just smile,
Turn the other cheek— don't cry

Just breathe

Love is love, no matter what form,
Just because you think I'm immoral shouldn't make me conform

Gay, straight, lesbian, bi, and pan
Ace, queer, demi, and trans
Agender, bigender, cisgender, omnigender, pangender
Mono, poly, fluid, questioning, expression

So many terms,
Many that I might've sadly forgotten,
But they all translate to human,
Even if it's love between two men

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Bi-Curious
Chapter 18:
"Breathe in, Breathe Out"

Charlie

        Law is so boring and a lot of effort considering I don't want to do it.

        I groan as I walk towards the parking lot, stopping to pick up my chapstick that I dropped.

        I feel something cold and metal against my spine, a gun. "Stand up and don't look alarmed."

        Trying to come across as confident, I do as the voice says and grab the chapstick before straightening my posture. "Are you going to take me on a date?"

        Tony shoves me. "Shut the fuck up. Get in the truck." He motions to a black truck.

        My nose scrunches up when I see what type of truck he has, but I follow directions, buckling up. "So where are we going, hotstuff?"

        "You're only making this worse for yourself, fag." He growls and points the gun at my head while he drives.

        "Why the gun?" I ask. "Obviously a big, strong, alpha, cis-male can take a fag like me." I make sure he doesn't see the eye roll.

        Tony stops outside a house and gets out. He grabs me by the shirt and hauls me into the garage where there's a chair set up. He shoves me into it and ties me down with rope before coming to stand in front of me. "Ethan Dechart wasn't a faggot until he met you."