Dancing On Broken Glass~ *DISCONTINUED FOR NOW*

Love me again

Benji pov
"It's your fault our son is gay!!" Benji's dad yelled at his mom. "Well he probably felt unwanted by a man because you're never around! And he's only half gay." His mother shouted right right back.

Benji felt overwhelmed with the shouting while his parents fought about his sexuality.
Sexuality shouldn't matter should it? Benji thought. They should love me for me right?

"Yeah well I wasn't around because you're just a boring woman who never gets anything done you little bitch!"

Benji winced at the harsh remarks being thrown around at each of his parents. Tears rimmed Benji's eyes as he pulled his knees to his chest and wrapped his arms around his legs. Hugging himself to try and feel the least bit safe and loved. More shouting was happening and it seemed like it wouldn't stop.

TW// physical and verbal abuse
"Benji Krol, stand up." His father said in a harsh tone to his trembling son. He stood up. "Look me in the eyes boy."

Benji didn't look him in the eyes, for he was too scared. "You heard me young man! You will do as your told and respect your father! Now look me in the fucking eyes!" Benji's dad grabbed his son's chin, forcing his head up to meet his eyes.

Benji started to cry more in fear that his father would hit him. His dad slapped him across the face and said, "Your just a worthless piece of shit. That's all you are and that's all you'll ever be. I was stupid not to just leave you and your mother when I had the chance. So I wouldn't have to deal with my gay son. You're useless and no one will ever love you. You're nothing. You'll always be nothing."

Benji collapsed to the ground, he felt so alone and just wanted his parents to love him. He regretted ever coming out to them. This was all a mistake. He thought as he layed on the ground in tears.

"Get up you little bitch! I never told you to sit down did I?" Benji took a moment to wipe his tears, about to stand up. But his father didn't like how long he was taking and grabbed him by the arms forcefully. "Quit crying you little brat! We gave you everything and you still turned out to be a piece of shit! I thought I raised a man, but your just a fucking sissy!"

Benji regained balance and tried to quiet his tears. Benji's dad exited the room and pushed past his mother who stood in the doorway, in shock. "Benji?" His mother asked. "Are you alright? What he said was unfair. I love you but you need to quit the gay stuff."
Benji looked up at his mom with anger filled eyes. "You love me but stop the gay stuff?" Benji asked through gritted teeth. "No mom. Real love is unconditional. I shouldn't have to change myself to receive love from my own mother."

Benji felt a tear hit his foot and he took a breath and wiped his face. He didn't know how to feel in the moment. He felt so lost. And confused.

Maybe they're right. Maybe being bisexual is bad. If I could just be normal maybe they'll love me.

Benjis thought were interrupted with his mom saying, "I know it seems unfair, but we really only want what's best for you honey. And being.. whatever you are, is a sin. You'll go to hell! Is that what you want? Just stop liking men and well love you." She said.

"If I have to change myself for love, I don't want yours." Benji retaliated. He ran his hand through his hair and sighed, trying to regain composure.

No. I know who I am and who I love. And I'm not going to stop being who I am for people who aren't going to accept me for me.