Your Love is Unkind

Revenge

The two men approaching happen to be the same ones I had fought not too long ago. They had already recognized me and it was too late to run. My feet felt glued to the floor, as if weights had been added to each shoe.

The last time they had made it pretty clear they hated men like me; This time, there was no escaping. "It's the little Gay boy," they laugh as they circle around me. The smaller carried a wooden bat and the taller one intimidated me purely with his presence. I was never the biggest fighter in school, my mouth had gotten me into a lot of problems and gotten me out of them too.

"I was just leaving, we don't have to do this," I plead. But before I can say anymore I feel the bat crack on my back. Half of the bad flies off, but he continues to use the half he had held onto. The taller one only assists, kneeing me in the face as my legs give out.

I curl up, attempting to protect my face as they go to blows on the rest of my body. I can only hear myself cry, as if I wasn't the one living this. I could only ask myself how someone could harbor so much hate for a stranger. This had nothing to do with the other night and everything to do with my sexual orientation.

Suddenly, I remembered Subin and I feared for his life as well. What if Subin made his way to the park, what would happen to him? Gathering the little strength inside me, I crawl towards the broken bat piece. With a swift motion I swing the bat piece and catch the shorter on in the face. He lets out a screech and I pick myself up and run as fast as I can.

I make it to the closest place, which coincidentally is the same place the first fight had occurred. I stumble up the stair to Seungwoo's door, hoping he'll answer. The adrenaline dies down and everything goes dark.