His Life Part 2 By: Kelly Jean
I couldn't believe it. My mom had come home nearly three hours early from work to come into my bedroom and catch me having sex. And not just sex...sex with another guy! I couldn't believe this was happening.
Quickly, I through the sheets over myself and Jake. I was ready to start crying. Thruthfully I had no idea how she would react to this. I really didn't know.
"Tony, wow, I'm sorry! I'll leave you guys alone," she said with a lot of stutter and closed the door. I looked over at Jake and began to pour out my heart to him along with many tears.
For a few minutes he comforted me. He held me against him and said that it would be alright. I quickly explained the rest of my lovely situation to him.
I live with my mom and dad. My dad hates me. I don't know why, and I don't know what I ever did to make him mad. Maybe it was just the fact that I was born. "God, if you only knew my dad," I told him. "If he knows I'm gay he's going to fucking kill me!" I cried. Jake continued to stay with me until I calmed down. We then agreed it would be better for the both of us if he left for the rest of the afternoon. But Lord, I didn't want him to leave me. I felt so safe and secure wrapped ever so tightly in his strong arms.
After Jake and I got dressed he walked out of my room and actually went up to my mom and apologized if he did anything wrong. He also introduced himself. Soon enough he left and it was just my mom and I sitting at
the kitchen table.
"I'm sorry," I whispered with my hands folded on top of the glass table.
"It's okay, Tony," her voice came out softly. "I'm not mad at you. It's not like you can get pregnant or anything. I'm well, I'm, just surprised your a homo- sexual. I guess I never wanted to believe it. I see your room, all those pictures, but I tried to put it out of my mind. But it's okay, really. You're old enough to make your own decisions."
I looked away, "You're going to tell Dad. I know you. You tell him everything. He's gonna hate me even-"
"Tony!" she interrupted me. I had forgotten just how angry she gets when I mention my father in a negative manner. "Your father loves you very much. You have no right to talk about him with such disrespect."
"I'm sorry," I replied looking down at my hands once more.
"I will be telling him tonight. He has the right to know. Anyway, Jake seems like a nice kid. I'm glad you're dating someone like him. He is good looking."
For a moment I smiled at her, then a thought crossed my mind. Are we dating? Or was he just taking advantage of me. We came to my house, found out our sexual preferences, and well, fucked around a little. I already cared about him so much. That night I prayed he would want to see me again.
The next morning...
I woke up at 6:03 and began getting dressed for school. I had gotten a shower, brushed my teeth and did everything else before going downstairs to eat breakfast. I had actually forgotten what had happened yesterday until I saw my father sitting at our kitchen table. He was dressed for work.
"'Morning dad," I smiled grabbing two peices of toast.
"Sit down."
"What?"
"You heard me," his voice rolled like thunder, "I said sit the fuck down this instant!"
I did leaving my toast behind. I sat acrossed from him barely being able to look into his dark eyes. He looked so evil, so mean, so much like he was about to shoot me.
"Your mom told me some very disturbing news last night, Tony. She caught you having sex with another guy from your school. Care to explain?"
There was no place to run, "Yeah, that's true. I was doing that after school with a guy friend. I'm sorry if that upsets you and-."
"It certainly upsets your mom that you're a fag, and myself! That is no way to be! It's wrong! Its also utterly discusting! Get your ass out of my house right now. I have a little surprise for you when you get home from school. Get out, now!" he screamed.
I grabbed my things and ran like hell toward my car. A surprise? What type of surprise? I had never been more scared in my life, nor did I ever want to go to school more.
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