Yaoi (Boy x Boy) One Shots [[In need of editing]]

Dove Heart

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     DOVE HEART
 
 "You" She said, pointing at me. I stared at her with fear.  "Come here you little imbosule why must children exist I do not understand how they can not just be an adult as soon as they are born? Why must childern act so immature?" She said with such disust you would think you could taste it. I didnt say anything, for fear of being hit had over whelmed me. "ANSWER ME IDIOT!" She yelled glaring at me. I opened me mouth severel times to answer her but could not, i was frozen with fear and at a loss of words. "I SAID ANSWER ME!!" she raised her hand as if to hit me i suddenly found my voice

 "I am not sure Madem I wish that too" I said looking at her. I saw her draw her hand back.
She had slapped me aginst the wall.

 "Correct. Next time answer me faster. NOW GO TO BED. ALL OF YOU. I HATE YOU ALL!"

We all run up to are rooms. I sat on my bed just thinking. We are not going to get dinner 
now, we all knew it. I lie down feeling sick to my stomach. I hate Madem. She is an evil bitch, I cant stand this place any more I wish I could die already. I was put here by my parents. I fell asleep that night silently crying.

 "Hello Dove,"

 "Hi Andra"

 "Do want to play?"

 "Yeah,"  My mother and father stand at the door staring at me and completly ignoring Andra

 "Mommy, Daddy why are you ignoring Andra?"

 "Sweet-heart no body's there." My mommy says woridly.

 "Mommy, Andra is right there, Daddy you can see her right, Daddy?"

 "Dove, there is nobody there."  My father say not exactly nicely.

 "Yes she is, see, she has silver hair, purple eyes, and white wings."

 "Kalub its probably imaginary friends"  Mommy says to Daddy.

 "Janey, if it is then why dose he insist that Andra is an angle? He should have no idea
what one looks like."  Daddy says harshly to mommy.

 "Fine."

 "He is 10. No other 10 year old has imaginary friends. 9 year olds don't even have
them."

 "Dove just hasn't grown out of his younger state" Mommy was so nice to me.

 "Daddy, I know that imagnary friends aren't real but I'm not lying, see I can 
touch her"  I reached out to touch her arm and Mommy and Daddy looked shocked.

Mommy packed all my things right away and daddy went down stairs.

 "Mommy? Whats wrong?"  She just ignored me. I was soon roughly pushed outside by two men in white jummpers and nurse like hats.
 "We are truly sorry."  One said to me. The other pushed me into the a big white van that 
read 'MENTAL CARE'. He closed the door. The windows had steel bars on them. I stared at mommy and daddy, crying silently. Daddy stared at me with hate , mommy was crying. at least she felt bad.
When the van stopped, I was put in a thing that had my arms wraped around myself, I think they
called it a stright jacket, you're supposed to put it on backwards. They took me to a room covered in soft carpet.