Tyler's parents have never really, 'paid attention' to him and the way he's acted. but either way, he's acted right. knows what's right from wrong. But that's not to say he doesn't have a mouth, because he does. He's very out-going. Tells people how it is. Never been scared to do that. Never will be. When he tells his parents he's gay, expecting them to care. Or at least pay attention to him. But, Seems he got to much attention. When he told his parents he was gay, his mother ignored him, whereas his father, spit on him, calling him filth.
As for Jessie, His parents were always proud of him. He was their second oldest. Out of three children. So, the middle child.
When he tells his parents he's gay, they accept it. His mother loves the idea of him being able to trust them with his choices. His father doesn't speak about it like his mother does. But his father loves him to death. Would do anything for him.
what happens when these two cross paths?
What happens when Tyler, who was made to hate himself, and Jessie, who was loved since day one, Meet?
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"You were worried about me, Specs?" He smirked.
"No, Tyler. I hoped that someone cut up your corpse and fed it to paranas. Obviously I was, you idiot! I'm a doctor. Worrying about people is kind of programmed into my system. It's a curse if you ask me," I surprised myself a lot more than I thought was possible with my answer.
And what did he do? Laugh! He fucking laughed! Not full on rolling- on- the- floor laughter but a laugh nonetheless.
"This isn't funny, Tyler."
"It kind of is. Almost a month ago, I would've sworn that you hated me. Be careful, Specs," he squinted down at me, "or you might actually sound as if you like me."
I rolled my eyes. "Don't flatter yourself. I was concerned. Don't confuse that with affection. It's two very, very different things."
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When you think that all is not lost in the world.
That not all men are pricks and that not all sushi is bad.
When you think that there is a light, no matter how dim, at the end of the tunnel.
When you think that life isn't the ruthless bitch you've always thought it was...
It turns around and bites you in the ass.
When you think that the past will always and forever remain where it should be...
It comes at you from every direction. Like a violent tsunami destroying everything...and everyone in it's path.
Can you change what happened?
I wish.
Can you stop what's going to happen?
God! I really hope so.