Tyrus - the Sequel

17

still dont know what im doing but hey im starting early hahaha
Slight warning: some homophobia at the beginning i'm so sorry :(((((

pov - the Instagram post

Hello students.  I recently found this video of Tj and Cyrus dancing like gays f*gs.  Because maybe they are gay f*gs.  I know that these two boys are together and our fully out to the school, but some of us have our opinion.  I want to share it.  Two people of the same gender being together is disgraceful and wrong.  God created us to love people of the opposite gender, not the same gender.  So, I'm saying. These boys are f*ggots and they need to stop, discouraging them will make them stop, so make sure to do so.   xoxo kira

(aftwon: I'm pretty sure i cried during this and i want you to know this is not what i think but ik some people think it and i cry every time so like, ignore my emotions)

later that night 

pov - Cyrus

As soon as I get home, I head into my room and shut the door. 

"Cyrus you okay?" Maryanne asks. 

"Not now," I say, ignoring her. 

I'm not okay.  I knew me and Tj were already out, but I certainly don't want people to come for us.  Is it really wrong to be in love with someone of the same gender?  No, it's not Cyrus.  It's perfectly okay.  

I look at myself in the mirror.  I wore a simple button down shirt today, like always.  But all I can see is my gayness, shining back at me like a light bulb.  I'm not ashamed of it, but other people don't like it.  I turn my mirror around and plop onto my bed.

What is going to happen now?  Will more hurtful words like that come out of other people's mouths?  Gosh, I hope not.  The fact that Kira was still out to hurt me, and now Tj too, stabs me like a knife in my heart.  I thought Kira was a done for, but apparently not.  What does she want from us now?  Is it too much to ask to be left alone?

How many other people hate us? Think its wrong that we should be together?  Will people hurt me like Tj's dad hurt him? Or worse, would they hurt Tj?  Tj has already gone through so much, it would be heartbreaking for me if he went thru anything else.  He has to deal with this mess now, but at least I can deal with it with him. 

A few tears slip out of my eyes.  I take my phone and throw it in my closet.  I don't want to see it right now.  I just need to be alone with my thoughts.  

She called me a f*g.  She treated me like dirt.  Who knew someone could be this capable? Now more people might come after us? No.  I don't want to know.  

I close my eyes and try to force myself to sleep, but it doesn't work.  I keep my eyes shut anyway, trying to calm myself to the point where I can release my overwhelming thoughts into the problematic world we live in.

I hear the door creak open. I open my eyes to see who it is. It's Tj.

"Sorry, did I wake you?" he asks in a low whisper.  

"No, you're good." I say. "Does my family know you're here?" 

"Yeah, your mom let me in, she's pretty chill." he says. "But, hey, are you okay?" He comes and sits on the bed next to me. 

"Not really. What about you, I'm really concerned about you." I say, holding his hand.

"Why are you concerned for me?" he asks.