The broken ones

Do you love me

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The week flew by quickly as expected, and its finally Saturday. Neil has been preparing himself for his date with Rj, and he woke up this morning way early than his normal get up time.

With makeup kits he stole from his sister's room, and a dress he recently bought, he plans to go all out since it's been awhile since they've last seen each other. After the homecoming, Rj has been hiding at his friends house for the entire week. Since Neil knew better, he gave him some space without risking both of their lives to see him.

Thankfully, Rj reached out, and planned to go on a date today; and Neil was excited for it.

It's currently two in the afternoon and Rj will be over before five. After taking a shower, he prep his face first and puts on his dress. The flowy fabric reaches an inch above his knees, and he twirls in front of the mirror; admiring himself for a few minutes.

Struggling to put on eyeliner, Neil was completely unaware that he only has an hour left before Rj comes to pick him up. As soon as he got it done, he puts on a rose shade lipstick and foundation that matches the color of his skin.

Pleased by his appearance, he takes a selfie of himself and sends it to Jenny and the others. Seeing the photo, he receives countless of praises and compliments; and he can't help but feel overjoyed.

Hearing a honk just outside his front lawn, he immediately puts on some heels he also stole from his sister, and rushes out his bedroom. Walking towards the front door, he stumbles upon his father at the living room. Neil was a bit surprised to see him, but remembering that today is Saturday, his father doesn't have work.

He swallows down the lump that formed in his throat as his father gets up from the couch and saunters towards him. From his feminine appearance, Neil can't help but feel self-conscious by his father's judgmental glare.

"Where are you going ?" His father asked in his lowest tone.

"I'm going out... with a friend." Neil lies. Of course he can't tell his dad that he has a boyfriend when he's totally against the idea of Neil being gay.

"Wearing that..." He observes Neil from head to toe.

Neil looks down on his dress, and grips onto the cloth with his bare hands. "Yeah I-" Neil was cut off when his father raises his hand, and hits him on the face. He looks up at his father's eyes fuming with anger as a sharp pain pierced throughout his cheek.

"I can't believe I raised a son like this..." He tells Neil through gritted teeth.

Neil can't help but feel offended by what he said.
"Since when did you raised me ? You never did." He tells him. He was right. His father hasn't been by his side since he was young, surely he provides them with crap loads of food and a house, but when did he actually took the role as a father ? Never. Being a father, there should be love, happiness, and acceptance; but Neil never received that throughout his entire life of being his son. Raised me ? Neil scoffs.

"This is me dad. Whether you like it or not, you have to live through it. Just the way I lived with an apathetic father like you." Neil says. He walks out the front door, and slams it shut behind him. Before his father could even barge out of that door, he gets into Rj's car and tells him to drive immediately.

Rj starts the car, and speeds down the road, away from what Neil used to call, Home.

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During the whole drive, Neil and Rj hasn't said a single word. Maybe because they haven't seen each other the entire week, or because Neil is bawling his eyes out while screaming at the top of his lungs.