When It's Just Us ~TofuuDiger1~

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~Poke~

I  never really ever heard my parents fight. But right now, I lay in my bed at 12:36 am, listening to them go at it in the next room over.

"I go away for a single week on a business trip; to come home to a gay son!?" My father yelled. "You didn't 'come home to a gay son' he has always been the way he is now!" My mother did her best to defend me. "Are you trying to say that my son has been screwing guys sense before?" "I'm not saying that at all! And Joe is his first boyfriend. They havn't even had sex yet." "'Yet'? And how the hell would you know!? It's not like he's just going to come out and say 'yeah I screwed this kid'!" "He told me he didn't. And I believe him. I trust my son! Because I love him!" "Are you saying I don't? I love my son and always have!" "Then you shouldn't care about his sexuality." "I grew up knowing homosexuality was a bad thing. And because of you, Zach doesn't know what I know. That's why he's like this!" "You know what? If it will please you, sure. It's my fault. Who knows! Maybe its just a 'faze'." I heard the sarcasm in her voice.

Then a door slammed. I heard foot steps down the hall. Heading to my door.. I turned over on my side and closed my eyes. My bedroom door opened and a low stream of light shown threw it. I felt my bed sink down as someone sat upon it. "My sweet little boy..." My mothers small voice whispered. "I'm sorry about your father...And I'm sorry you heard us yell. I know you did." I turned over and looked at her. Her face was red and had a few tears on it. I sat up and hugged her.

"Mom, don't cry. Please don't. It's okay..I knew he had to find out sometime." "Yes, but I should have told you about how he was..he was.." "Homophobic?" "Yes...I'm sorry about him." "It's okay." I sat back away from him. "I knew that there would be people like him. I knew I would have to face them." "He still loves you, Zach." "Yeah..No. He loves the me he knew. Not the one he knows now." 

I felt the tears burn in my eyes. I reached out and hugged my mom again. She rubbed my back. 

"You...wont make me go with him, right?" I whispered, afraid my dad may hear us. "Go with whom?" "Dad. I really don't want to leave Joe. And i'm kinda...kinda afraid of what he want's to do to make me 'straight again'." My mom looked me in the eyes. "I don't know Zach. He wont hurt you, I know for sure. But Zach.." She sighed. "No what? No, you don't. You can stay here. But atleast think it over first." She stood. "Now go to sleep, sweet heart. We wont yell anymore." "Okay...rest well, mom." "You too." She closed my door slowly and I layed back down. 

I'll think it over, sure. But I know almost 100% that I'm not leaving. 

~Tofuu~

I woke early; although I didn't sleep well. I layed in bed, and kept checking my phone.  Zach said he would call, but has yet to do it. I said some things yesturday, that I kinda wish I didn't. 

I told the person I loved the most to leave me. To go with a person who didn't care for him. In my eyes, I didn't see a caring father in his dad. No dad would ever treat his son like that. 

As I layed back in my bed, thinking I could rest a bit, my phone wet off. I leaped up and off my bed and grabbed my phone. I answered. "Zach?" "I'm not leaving. I don't care what you or my mom, or my dad say. I'm not leaving my home. Or you." Wow.

That startled me.

"It's okay, Zach. I wont pressure you. I..I want you to stay." "Good." My door opened. Zach stood there smiling at me in the door way.

"Because I am."