After Christmas had passed I walked back to my father's house and discovered some of his Larping friends still dressed up in their Shrek outfits but they all looked extremely tired.
"Help us, Farquaad." The one dressed up as Pinocchio whispered.
I had no idea what went on whilst I was living my best life at Mr Hegarty's but what I did know was that my father had finally gone insane.
"GET OUT OF MY SWAMP!"
I made a sharp turn and saw Shrek...? SHREK?
It was Shrek...?
Nah I'm messing around it was just my batshit crazy father cosplaying as Shrek.
"Look what I got for Christmas, fairpods!" My father exclaimed with an odd tone of confidence
"Oh alright" I said, not really giving two shits.
I motioned to my father's Larping friends and opened the garage door so they could get out.
"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL DID YOU DO THAT FOR?" My father questioned, a vein on the side of his head looked about ready to burst.
"You can't keep them locked in here forever, they were scared and tired!" I remarked.
"That's a bullshit excuse, Farquaad."
"No, it isn't."
At this point my father had had enough and shoved me in a closet.
"I don't know why you're so calm and happy Farquaad but I don't like it. I liked it when you lived in fear of me. I liked it when you knew Shrek was more important than you ever were. Papi Shrek, the only man I ever thought was shrexy."
My father took my phone, my Hegarty maths certificate and most importantly my freedom. At that point I had no clue what to do, I couldn't call Mr Hegarty and I had no other communications device on me. I thought for a while and eventually the answer came to me.
"Father, please let me out, I am ready to come out."
"TELL ME WHAT I NEED TO HEAR THEN, IT'S ONLY THREE WORDS. I'M SURE YOUR DUMB BRAIN CAN HANDLE THREE WORDS." Bellowed my father. My stupid father.
He thought I would say ' I am sorry. ' But fuck that.
"I am gay"
"WHAT?! I WOULD NEVER OF GUESSED THAT. STRAIGHT TO HELL FOR YOU FARQUAAD."
My father left me in the closet and walked away. I was trapped.
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