Syn#1:Heaven is a Syn away MxM (Staten Krown)

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They were standing there. They waited patiently for me to answer them on
two questions. They wanted to know if I was gay and secondly if I liked
Sampson. It would have been so easy for me to lie and say no, but the fact
that the question was brought up lingered like poison in my head. T-Boy
had brought our problems to attention. I was happy that the only real
friend of mine there was Shane and he wasn't the kind to spread
rumors. Either way, it was twice as bad because Sampson was there.

"What's with the silence?" T-Boy said, with this cutthroat tone, "I figured
there was something up with you."

I looked at Sampson and he stared back at me. Suddenly he just said,
"Tommy, just leave him alone."

I had taken a step back. The embarrassment was getting to me.

"This guy is a fag, I mean look how he stares at you Sam."

Sampson looked at me again. Our eyes connected, just like how they had been
doing a thousand times that day. I didn't know what to do. I suddenly just
found myself walking off. There was laughter behind me. It was loud and
harsh. I felt my eyes watering up. There were tears forming below
them. They weren't tears of sadness well a little bit...but mostly I wanted
to cry because I was so angry. I was so fucking angry that I was letting
T-Boy treat me like that.

The tears didn't fully come, but my eyes were red and I could tell because
of how much I was rubbing them. I was walking fast and I didn't even
notice. I felt so fucking upset. T-Boy had warned me that he was going to
tell Sampson that I was gay. I wondered why I didn't listen to him.

I had made my way to the door, realizing that no one was coming after
me. No one cared enough to stop me from leaving. No one in the world cared
about me. Shane probably was in a way disgusted with me, Monica damn sure
didn't care and Sampson fuck him. Fuck all of them.

I was heading towards the parking lot when someone was coming. I put my
face down to hide the tears.

"Hey you ok?" the person, who I saw was an old lady said.

"I'm fine," I said, but noticed my voice cracking.

"You don't sound like it."

Old ladies were always so fucking nosy. Why couldn't she just leave me
alone? Why did she have to fucking stop me? I stood there for a moment. I
wasn't ok. I was pissed. I wouldn't just let that fucking idiot treat me
like that.

I turned around. I was going to say something to him. I was going to tell
everyone why T-Boy was so upset. I was going to tell everyone that if I was
considered gay, then he was just as gay as I was. I know Dr. Lopez would
have hated the idea of me going back to expose T-Boy. God, she would have
hated it! She would of told me to walk away. I just really couldn't
though. Not liking someone was one thing, but abusing them was quite
another.

"Are those boys fighting?" the old lady said, murmuring with a sort of
gossipy interest.

I looked back. What the hell?

I couldn't believe my eyes. Sampson and T-Boy were seriously fighting. They
weren't just fighting, but they were physically fighting. A large crowd of
people was beginning to form around the two. A majority of the people were
children that I had known from school were actually there as well. I
watched Shane. He was speechless and Monica looked squeamish.

She was squeamish for a good reason. When I looked Sampson had T-Boy
against the ticket counter and he was hitting him with punches that went
straight into his face. T-Boy was blocking most of them. Sampson had
continued punching until he seemed almost out of breath. That was when
T-Boy took his chance and lifted Sampson up. I had taken a couple of steps
forward trying to break through the crowd at this point. The room seemed to
fucking shake as T-Boy slammed Sampson's body against the hard tiled
theater floor.