It was long ago I realised I was gay, I always thought I might've been bisexual, I tried liking girls, but no matter what, I always laid eyes on the boys at my school.
well, my old school.
This fucked up city I live in now is Wesco, California, it looks pretty, sorta my aesthetic but i don't even know how the people are here, they're probably all assholes. tomorrow I start school, but I think I might just fake a sickness, that seems like the right way to go for a 16 year old scaredy-cat.
looking over at the beautiful sunset, it makes me wonder a lot, if I even belong here, maybe, maybe not, we shall see by tomorrow, I smile as I watch a butterfly fly past my vision and land on a sunflower,
"JAMIE!" a voice shouts from behind me, I turn my head immediately to see my mom standing on the porch with three boxes in her arms, "Are you helping or not?!"
"ah, r-right, sorry mom." I look down and see that I'm holding a box that I totally forgot I was holding, I make my way into the house, and drop the box on the ground near the door, "Mom is that it?"
"yep, gonna go claim a room?" she grumbles,
"yeah." I head up the stairs and down the hallway to check out a room, I look in the first room to my right, its pretty small but not too small, it has a small closet and one window, I walk over to the next room to see that it's a pretty big room with two windows, a walk-in closet and its own bathroom , I look in the next room to see that it's also pretty big with the same structure and same things as the second room, I have a lot of stuff too, so I would need a big room to be able to manage my own privacy, "MOM" I call out
"what?!"
"I CHOSE THE SECOND ONE."
"Fine!" my mother shouts from downstairs,
I miss dad, but we can't go back, at least.. I can't, my mom holds me hostage.
abusive yet beautiful, the belt with the hard buckle at the end is my punishment for being who and what i am. I came out to my Mom and Dad when I was 12, when I found out I was gay, my Dad supported me and said he'd love me just the way I am, my mom...didn't like it, she.. hurt me and told me I better be straight and into girls or else she'll disown me and throw me out on the streets.. that's what made dad leave.
all these years i've been living up to her expectations and pretending to be straight and still, I make her mad. she hates my guts, I swallow hard, blinking away tears,
what even is love?
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RomanceJamie Olivers moved to a new city where all things are perfect, a city called Wesco, everything goes well for him until a boy catches his eye, a heartbeat goes fast, and a few eyes are caught on him like a spotlight once he accidentally makes it to...
