My Life As The Gay Boy {BxB}
I was thrown against a locker, for the fifteen hundredth time today. It's so infuriating when someone thinks it's okay to just pick on and beat someone up, just because they are gay. "You done, Conor?" I asked, wiping the blood off my lip. I glare up at him, waiting for his obvious answer. Conor grabs me by the collar...