Fighting for Love

"We'll do this together"

Time Skip

it was the next morning. Wesley and Peter woke up about the same time. they shared the bed because neither one wanted to argue about it.Peter rolled out of bed and changed his clothes before seeing Wesley facing the wall.

" Wesley are you okay?"

"uh...........no."

"why what's wrong?" Peter says sitting on the bed.

"um, I can't move."

" ha what is that supposed to mean? turn around so I can hear you clearly."

"Peter that's exactly it I can't move."

" sure you can just try."

"Peter I'm to soar it hurts just to think about moving."

Peter got worried and gently rolled over Wesley to where he was laying on his back. the two were met with each others gazes.

"How does that feel?"

"well moving me hurt alot."

There was a knock at the door followed by a muffled voice.

"ugh. Come in."

Peters mom slowly opened the door and stepped in, talking about something no one really cares about. she picked up some clothes and some trash before exitting the room. she went downstairs before realizing that no one said anything. She ran back up the stairs and to the bedroom where she noticed Wesley laying in bed in obvious pain.

"sweetie are you okay?"

"yeah I just......can't move."

" ah, yeah today will be the worst, it is always the second to third day after something like this that gets bad. If we get you up you should be able to walk it's just things like laying down and sitting that makes things worse,sincce you use more muscles. Here let me help you."

Peter and Racheal each grabbed an arm and lifted him. He made noises of pain but neither stopped till he was up and moving. Wesley walked to the doorway and back before thanking them for the help.

" I see you're moving around better." Peters dad says in the doorway.

" Oh well. you missed the best part I couldn't move at all."

" It's true sweetie he just laid in the bed unable to move."

"well he did get quite a beating it was to be expected.........oh and Peter you got this letter."

" hmmm who's it from?"

" I don't know but you should open it."

"yeah probably."

Peter walked over and grabbed the Letter from his dad. the address on it wasn't one he's seen before. he opened the letter and unfolded the letter.

" dear faggots,..........Oh dear this isn't good. Dear faggots, you two need to break up. not only is being gay wrong but you two are giving the whole lgbtq community a bad name. I mean honestly the red head one couldn't even defend himself and his boyfriend did nothing. Now everyone thinks gays are weak. I hate you and everything you have become. What he got he deserved and what's coming next you all deserve. you two are nothing and will never be anything. you've ruined everything you worthless piece of scum. I may be ten and not understand the world yet but I understand this. When things happen to guys I sit and laugh, I am your number one hater. break up or something worse than a beating is going to happen.

love claire."

Peter looked at Wesley who was basically shriveled up in the corner. terrified about what could happen next. he was so scared he seemed to be a daze, a daze that he quickly snapped out of.

" I never meant for any of this to happen." Wesley said walking to the window.

" no one means for this stuff to happen, it just does. Believe it or not it does get better." Peters mom says gently rubbing Wesleys back.

" You don't know that. none of you do. it could get worse, much worse and we can't stop it."

" Wesley stop." Peter says breaking his silence and coming forward.

" stop what Peter? telling the truth?"

"mom can we have some time alone?"

"of course."

peters mom and dad walked out of the room and closed the door behind them.

"ok Peter now what do you want me to stop doing?"

" I want you to stop lieing to yourself. could it get worse, yes. Will it get worse, probably but that doesn't mean we can't change that. it'll be hard but that doesn't mean it is impossible. If anyone can change something as big as this it's you."

Wesley stopped staring and turned around to face Peter.

" you really think so?"

" I know so, I have seen you lead your FFA chapter, I have seen you step up when no one else has."

" Well thank you but this isn't an activity. If things go wrong someone else could get hurt."

" Wesley, you have to stop thinking someone else is going to get hurt. make a decision for you?"

" And what decision is that?"

" giving up or still trying to be yourself."

" it's not that easy."

" yes it is. you have people who support you. they may not be society but you have people in your corner."

" you know what? you're right..... I have to be myself. no one else can be me and no one else gets to tell me who I get to be. I am who I am and people aren't going to change that. besides I got something that they don't."

"huh? what's that?"

Wesley smiled and wrapped his arms around Peter. Pain spiralling through his body. his arm stinging from pain but refused to move.

"you."

Peter smiled brightly and he hugged him back. in that moment he felt Wesley relax into his arms. he didn't mind he just sat there and put his head on Wesleys.

"wesley? doesn't this hurt you?"

" you have no idea. ..........................But I am not moving."

Peter seperated from him.

" Peter lets go to Walmart."

" why?"

"People have to see I don't care what they think."

" alright but I want you to know you're not alone.............We'll do this together."