Vanessa's love

Alex

Alex's pov.

Schools tough. I get that I'm the only openly gay kid there but they don't have a reason to pick on me. I have enough problems at home.

But let me tell you, I may be open to the world about my sexuality, but I'm very secret about my crush. His name is Sebastian.

Sebastian has short, smooth, brown hair with sky blue eyes. Adoring smile too. I dream to date him someday. But he's not gay. He's on the football team of course. But, what no one knows is that he's in the choir. He sings male lead. He has a really good voice. Real talent. Only I know that cause I'm sort of a stalker.

He's different when It comes to singing but when he plays football he's a whole different person. That's what I like about him.

My dream right now is to find a guy who likes me for me. I guess that every persons dream.

I finally made it near my house after a long day of hell. But as I walking I heard some voices behind me.

"Hey look, it's that gay kid" a guy shouted.
I just kept on walking and didn't care what they said.

I have to deal with this crap pretty much everyday. Sometimes it's annoying, sometimes it doesn't bother me.

" Hey gay kid, where you walking to? " The guy asked.

I still just kept walking. Then-

"Hey! Answer me when I'm taking to you. "

Then he ran up to me with his posse and stood in front of me. I think he was about to hit me.

" Listen up gay fag, next time I call your name, you better answer me got it? "

I stood there in silence. Then he screamed at me.

" What do you guys want from me? " I asked.

" Oh, we don't want nothin but for you to just leave town for good. "

The guys laughed.

" Well I'm not gonna do that so keep dreaming. "

" Well, I think it's time for your daily beating don't you? " He said.

Again I just stood there.

" GUYS! "

Then they grabbed me and threw my bag on the ground.

" Wait-

Then he turned me around while the other two were holding my arms. He punched me in my stomach. Then my face. I started bleeding on my upper lip.

He continued to beat me until I couldn't talk.

After they were done beating me I fell to the ground and they walked away.

I got up and grabbed my bag and ran home.

After I finally reached home I opened the door and slammed it. Then I cried.

I can't believe that being gay is not except able around here. I hate it.

I went upstairs to look at my face. All I could see was little scars and cuts. But I'll be fine. Thank god it's the weekend.