Living the Now

Chapter 19

Daryan's POV

"You're disgusting I'm so disappointed in you" his voice boomed through the house.

"Jack! What the fuck is wrong with you" my mom screamed. "What happened to the man I married"

"Can't you see it Mary? He's marrying a tranny for fucks sake!" My dad yelled.

"Shut the hell up!" I screamed at him. "It's not your fucking life! The only thing you've done since I started dating Tyler is degrade me as a person and insult Tyler! I love him but apparently that isn't good enough for you, you've changed and not in a good way"

We were all standing in the living room Celine walked in the door at the exact wrong moment. "What's is going on in here?" She asked. She was such an overprotective older sister.

"You brother's marrying that fucking tranny" Dad said. I opened my mouth to say something but Celine cut in.

"What the fuck is wrong with you? You homophobic peice of shit can't you see he's happier then ever or is it only me? You haven't paid any attention to Daryan since he came out! Did you know he was cutting himself? That he almost killed himself? If it wasn't for Tyler you wouldn't have a son!" She screamed.

My mom looked at me in shock. I pulled the sleeves of my hoodie down farther and sat down with my head in my hands.

"Daryan? Is that true?" Mom asked sitting next to me. My dad was fuming still but kept his mouth shut.

"Yeah, all I wanted was to feel loved, but I haven't gotten that in 3 years from anyone but Tyler and Celine. You guys have been sucked into the business and pay me no attention anymore" I said I pulled down my hoodie sleeves to reveal the scars on my arms.

My mom gasped, thirty two that was the number of scars on my arms. "you see now? You almost lost your only son because you couldn't own up and accept him for who he is! I feel like more of the parent then either of you sometimes! I've seen their relationship from the very beginning. They're in love, it started years ago I could tell Daryan had feelings for Tyler even when he was Katie. Being a homophobic transphobic peice of shit will get you no where in the world these days" Celine said coming over and sitting next to me.

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I woke up in a cold sweat. Being in a family home has brought back so many memories I'm trying hard to forget. My home life was never the best. I remember that night in extreme detail.

My dad had seemed happy when I proposed at Tyler's house but blew up on me when we got home. Tyler turned around and looked at me.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

"Yeah I had a bad dream I'll be alright though" I said. I didn't wanna talk about it I had never told Tyler about that night.

"Do you wanna talk about it?" He asked. He always made sure I never felt alone. That's one thing out of the millions I love about him.

"I'm not sure" I said. He sat up next to me and turned towards me.

"It'll help, trust me" he said. I sighed then told him the whole story. The only thing I ever kept from him was family issues from when we were young.

"Well Celine is more overprotective the I thought" he joked.

"The flashbacks are never this bad I think it's being in a home owned by family that's making them worse" I sighed. I put my head in my hands and rubbed my eyes.

"We can go check into a hotel instead" he replied pulling my hands away from my face.

"No I'll be fine this week is for you" I insisted. He sighed.