January 17th
7:27 pm
My place as I affectionatly call it.
Is me in a sleeping bag under an abandoned overpass.
Yeah this is the life.... yeah okay shuddup I know how bad it is.
Tell my butt thats so cold its numb.
To make matters worse im crying.
My Gawddamned mother told me to either go to the "Gays-not-Gods-Way" camp for fixing gays. Or she'd make my life Hell.
So i left. i wasnt really prepared though. i didnt know what would happen, i didnt check the weather and i only had a handfull of clothes in my duffle bag.
"This sucks Balls." i shivered.
"How bad does it suck?" a huskey voice asked.
I screamed out in terror. I had a couple encounters with perverts trying to get me. I had hoped it was too cold though.
"hey, take a breath and open your eyes. im not gonna hurtcha." he dropped his voice to soothe me.
Now that I looked at him though he was pretty cute.
He had black hair that wasnt overly long but not stupidly short. He looked my age. He had blue eyes. He was beautiful.
Then i noticed that while I was checking him out he was checking me out. I felt my face getting warm.
"would you like to come with me for dinner and a warm shelter?"he rased his eyebrows at me.
I realized I was shivering and at the sound of food my stomach growled hungerly.
"I-I uh yeah I'd like that. If its not too much of a burden." i stumbled with my stuff.
When I looked up he was walking down the road, not even bothering to look at weither or not i was following. I ran after him.
"Hey, Douchewagon! dont leave me behind!"
he just smirked at me.
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OverigZach Rollins a 16 year old gay teen lives on the streets now. he ran away from home. then he meets Dylan Moore. most popular person but he's got a secret. He's gay too. in return for living in his lovely home Zach has to agree to Dylans terms. but a...
