Hurt [BoyxBoy]

Chapter 8

Yay,

Chapter 8.

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Chapter 8

(James)

For luck the rest of the day was over quickly.

Although I didn't want home I was happy that I could leave school.

I walked to my car and got in, then headed home.

As I arrived there, I snacked in, trying to avoid my mum.

I couldn't stand seeing her all drunk, smoking, taking drugs.

I just got myself some food and walked into my room, which was the only clean room in this house.

It was horrible.

I remember the times I used to be a happy child. My mum was making food everyday, the house was clean, and the garden was her big hobby. My dad used to have a well-paid job and he always played with me.

It all changed.

And it was my fault.

Let me explain it. Let me explain how it feels to have so much pressure on you.

I basically destroyed my whole life.

Just because I was brave enough to come out of the closet.

But nobody was proud.

Everyone was just terribly disgusted.

By me.

It's hard. It's hard to cry every night. It's hard to have nobody. It's hard to get bullied.

But the hardest thing is that I actually lost everything.

My family, my friends, my own proudness.

I was the faggot in the city, the black sheep.

I stared at my wall. It was white. Like in a prison. Ewwwwwww.

I want colour on it. But my dad doesn't let me.

I just get enough money to get some food for myself.

I'm a poor loser.

And nobody helps me.