𝐻𝑖𝑠 𝑐𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑒, 𝐻𝑖𝑠 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒

~The gay train Pt.1~

Damian and I were sitting outside, it was lunch for us now and Damian followed me outside. I decided to have a smoke but Damian didn't seem to care. He just whined about how his mom would not lay off of him when he was sick, he tried to sleep and she kept trying to force food or water into him.

"I swear to god I felt like she was preparing me for fucking thanksgiving or some shit, I could have sworn I saw my dog eyeing my spleen." Damian said, putting a scared look on his face. I let out a laugh as I took another puff, letting the smoke blow out of my mouth like a dragon.

"It's so weird how any addiction you get happens to do with pain..." Damian muttered, I shrugged my shoulders as I took another puff. I let it out slowly before turning to Damian. "'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all." I said, the cigarette was basically finished, I took one last puff before letting it fall to the ground. I stomped my foot on it, effectively putting it out before turning back to Damian. "Have you figured out how you're going to tell them?" I asked, referring to how he would tell his parents he was gay.

"I'm thinking about doing it at dinner tonight, Stacey won't be there so I won't have to worry about her... I just hope it goes well you know? I don't want them to push me out or anything..."

"They are your family Dude, it shouldn't matter whether you like dick or not. If they truly care about you, they'll treat you the same, they'll treat you like family." I said, Damian turned to me with a small smile. "Even if they cast me out, you're the only family I need." He said, a smile bloomed over my face. Damian was seriously like a brother to me. "Just promise me that no matter what happens, you remember that it doesn't matter what they think, as long as you're happy, that's what matters."

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*A few hours later*

I was sitting in the living room, watching a movie with Blake as Xavier sat on his phone. Mom and Harrison were going out for a party, they left about half an hour ago.

As I was sitting on the couch, I had the urge to have a smoke. I stood up, walking towards the back door. "Where are you going?"

"Just outside for a bit, I'll be back soon." I made my way outside into the backyard. I sat on the large ceiling swing thingy we had out here. I pulled out a cigarette, placing it to my lips as I dug through my pocket for a lighter. "Fuck." I muttered when I realised I didn't have one. I placed the cigarette behind my ear to hide it as I walked back inside.

I started looking through the drawers, trying to find a lighter. I was well aware of the loud noises from me pushing stuff around but I didn't care. I let out a groan of annoyance when I couldn't find a lighter anywhere. I thought about the fireplace... there's got to be one over there!

I made my way into the living room, passing both Blake and Xavier as I walked over to the fireplace. I looked around it, finding a box of about 11 lighters. "Well shit." I said with a small chuckle, I picked up a blue one with a marble design on it.

I made my way back outside, sitting on the swing as I put the cigarette between my lips. I flicked the lighter, resting the flame under the cigarette. I let it catch, taking a large puff of the smoke. I felt myself become less tense, my mind relaxing as I let the smoke filter out of my mouth.

I watched the moon illuminate the garden, for the whole time I've been here, I've never really been on the garden. It's honestly rather pretty. Roses and Amaryllis' flowers were all around the garden, even some lavenders were around. I scoffed at the lavenders, it made me think of Felicity, that was the last thing I wanted to think about.

Once I finished my cigarette, I through the butt in the bin, this garden is too nice to leave that shit around. I walked over to some of the Roses and Amaryllis, I crouched down in front of them, my fingers lightly brushing the rose head. "Such a beautiful thing... Such a beautiful thing, yet under that beauty is a dangerous truth." I said, my fingers brushing over the many thorns covering its stem.

I turned to the Amaryllis, taking a small sniff of the flower. "What beautiful things compared to the world around them... a flower in a world of hate and destruction taking over it... the small beauty in something so... ruined." I said, I looked at the rose and the flower for a second longer before I made my way back inside.

The flowers made me think of people... of Felicity... she was like a rose, sweet and gentle, beautiful and eye catching. At first glance at least, but then when you reach the stem, sharp and pointy, rough and dangerous. Yup, she was a rose.

But what about me? What kind of flower would I be? Scratch that, I'm not a flower, I'm just one of those weeds in your garden that you swore you got rid of last week.

I sat back down on the couch, my eyes focusing back on the movie. I think it was an Avengers movie... Age of Ultron! God I love that movie! Not as much as the Hobbit and Lord of the Rings though... those will forever be my favourite.

"God, I honestly hate Ultron aye, such a dick." Blake muttered, causing me to laugh. "He was never my favourite, but you have to admit, Loki was a fucking funny villain." I said, Blake nodded his head. It was the final scene where they were trying to stop Sokovia from flying too far up.

The front door opened and shut, I assumed mom and Harrison were back. "Hey mom." I said, I heard a little laugh. "Pretty sure I don't have a vagina to birth you from." Damian said jokingly, but I could hear the sadness in his voice.

I jumped up from my seat, turning around to see Damian standing there with red bloodshot eyes, tears streaming down his face and a red mark on his cheek. As I stood there in shock, he made his way over to me. "W-What happened?" I muttered out, Damian let out a small sob, his fingers brushing over his cheek as he looked at the ground.

He looked back up at me, his eyes glazing over with tears once again, his lip trembled as he went to speak.

"Mum hates me."