NUT DA NUTTAH - Boreo (OLD)

Chapter 96~ Raven feathers

((Warning- homophobia))

((MAMA CARL 💋🧚‍♀️🌈💝💝🎉🎉😫😫😍😍💗💗🧸))

Our neighborhoods were not much different. Everyday is a new day of the 13 year old homophobes spying on the innocent gay couple across the street. Due to this town being smaller and a million churches each mile, it had a large amount of homophobia. The scary part was restaurants. We'd usually get something out of the drive thru. Due to the dine-in's always having anti-lbgt+ posters and signs everywhere. God knows what would happen if we walked in there.
The neighborhood drama about 'the new gay couple that lived there' had cooled down since one of the children filed a fake murder case about us.
Basically. One day Boris opened the door to reveal the cops. They told us about the "murder" and looked around our house until they were sure we weren't hiding a body. I'll forever remember that child. Boris was ready to start some beef with that kid but I held him back, calming him down by giving him a cup of wine while we tried to process what happened.
Boris has been wasting money on useless crap. A shriek plushie he uses like a voodoo doll and throws it at my head whenever he gets the chance. It was gone within a week. He'd basically given up on it and the stitches came loose.
Boris came into my room at around 11 pm. I sat there waiting for him. He felt bad for being so slow.
He grabbed my hand and kissed my lips as he climbed into our bed. His chest pressed against my back as he talked to me. "Doctor said you have to switch medicine." He said placing his chin on my shoulder. "Mmhmm." I simply responded, out of energy for the day. "Tired hm?" He asked as I yawned. He removed his grip from my body and leaned over me. He paused for a moment. "Sorry for being so late to come to bed tonight. I know how much you hate that. He said sighing, I honestly wasn't mad. I was just looking forward to kisses and sleep. I'm guessing he noticed. He leant down and kissed my neck a couple times. Before he leant over and turned out his bedside lamp. I yawned again as my body sunk into the mattress.

This is Theo Decker, signing off