Ch. 11

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When we got back to the motel, we were greeted by the lady at the front desk. "Excuse me sir. You're payment is past due. You owe $55 dollars for last night. You have been staying here for almost a month now. I'm afraid you two have to leave." With that, we payed and left. "Alec, where do we stay now," I asked on the verge of years.
"I don't know, on the streets. We can stay behind the Church. We will drop out of school to work full time at Mcds until we can land a job somewhere better ok?" I just nodded my head.
We arrived fifteen minutes late to work, and we got fired. It's not the fact that we have been last twice, only by fifteen minutes, but the fact that our manager is a homophobe. "Sir, please. We have no where else to go!" I begged with a hysterical Trevor by my side. He just shook his head and pointed towards the doors.

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