Well, walking the streets of Colorado is not as fun as it sound. I tried to sleep in a subway, but a homeless guy taking a shit in the corner. I went downtown Denver and almost got mug. I sent a text message to Lindsey telling her I'm coming to her house.
Once I make it to her house, she opens her window " what are you doing here? You know my dad's going to freak over this!" I can tell her almost anything. I could tell her I just wanted to see her. Or, I could tell her I got the latest gossip about Quinn Gonzales pregnancy scare. But, for some reason, I couldn't tell her about me. About me getting kicked off of being gay. About my mom being a psycho bitch. I couldn't tell her that. I didn't want to pity she'll give me. So I just said, " treehouse?"
The treehouse is a place where we go when one of us needs to get something off our chest. All she could do was nod.
Dylan POV.
Me? Oh, my life is fine... It's good. No, it's not. I kissed a boy and got sent away because of it. I wonder what Adam is doing. Hopefully better than me. Because I'm stuck with my homophobic grandfather. My grandfather is the most Donald Trump loving, Hillary Clinton hating person I've ever met. And he takes so much pride of that. He's asleep now it's nearly 3 o'clock. I need to escape. I wonder why Robin didn't help when I got kicked out. Was she afraid? Or was she ignorant person like my parents.
I tried to explain to my parents why I kissed Adam. I told them I didn't mean to even though I did. I told them it didn't mean anything even though it did. I never thought I could have feelings for a guy.
My parents took away my phone before they put me here. So I have no way to text or call Adam. And I can't stop thinking his smooth lips and and how he makes my stomach turn every time I even have a thought about him. Maybe, I get enough money from helping out my grandfather, maybe I could buy a phone. Does he want to see me? I don't know. Hopefully yes. But he probably hate me that I did that to him. So maybe, I should just go to bed and forget all about Adam.
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"Fruit cake"
"Hey fruit cake"
"Get your faggot ass up now" my grandfather said with a southern accent.
"Okay," I said and then I got up, " Is it too hard to say ' good morning'?" I say sarcastically.
"I only say that to decent people. Fags are the scum of the Earth. YOU are a scum of the earth." He said, "And you know, gay people are worse than child molesters." (Authors note: I was told that, and I had to laugh my ass off because of how close minded they are)
"Then why am I here? If you don't like me get rid of me." I said getting fed up with his bullshit.
"Your parents are rich. Also, they are paying me to watch you." He held onto his mouth like he shared the secrets of the universe to me.
Why did they leave me here with him?
Was this just like a conversion camp thing?
Or do they hate me?
Because the know who I really am?
After that, we just ignored what he said. I mean, I wanted to. I wanted to forget everything about that night. I wanted to forget about those girls posting that picture on After School. But, I don't wanna forget about Adam. That was the only good thing that night.
After breakfast, we went to work on my grandfather's farm. And all the time I thought of :
Adam
Adam
Adam
Adam
Adam
I missed the way our kiss felt. And I missed the way his laugh sounded. I missed him. And that was all I can think about while I was working at the farm.
After dinner, I went to bed. Well... Not Really. Once it's 2 in the morning, I will head to town. The reason I heading into town is because I can't stand another minute without punching that asshole excuse of a grandfather. So now, I just wait. While I'm waiting, I think about my parents. I wondered if they really hated me for something I can't change. Even if I wanted to.
I can't change my feeling towards Adam. I can't change the fact that I LIKE DICK! GOD FORBID I LIKE A PENIS! I can't change me. And I need me to be me. And if I need to cut people off I will. That even counts for family.
It's 2:00. Okay. Here we go. I make my way to the door. Once I touch the knob, I herd the grumpy old bastard talking, "the asshole is getting away!" He slept on the couch
Scared the living shit outta me. Then I realized, he gets nightmares. Once I realized that I touch the knob again. And made my way out the door.
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Town is way better that I thought. Kinda feel like Tracy when she is singing 'Good Morning Baltimore' in Hairspray. I'm not that gay, okay?
I make my way to a gas station. I walk in and go straight to the pay phone. I dial Robin's number.
"Hello" She said
"Robin, it's me, Dylan."
I heard a gasp, cue tears, I thought. Robin is always been a little over dramatic. But I guess in this case it's understandable.
"Where are you?" She said between sobs.
"I'm in town. Grandfather is asleep," I said messing with the cord, "How's Adam? Is he okay?"
"I don't know. I saw him at the library. You know the one next to our school? He didn't seem too happy." She sniffed, " and I hacked into After School. The post is gone."
"Thanks for being a dork" I said. We always play like that.
"What can I say? I'm a technical wonder child," I can hear a laugh,"but really, are you going to run away? Do you need help?"
"Yeah? But I have no where to go. Mom won't take me back in." Messing with the cord. I really need to stop.
Silent. For a minute. Then her talking herself. This is usual Rivera Twins behavior. " How much money do you have?" Sound serious, she started humming to herself. God, I love her.
"Like $78.Mom took everything. I was using this to buy a bus ticket." She started humming to herself again, but she was humming a song. I listened closely. It was "Ring" by Cardi B. Okay We Rivera Twins LOVE Cardi B. I know it's stupid but.... Yeah.
"Okay! Buy the ticket! Remember cousin Derrick," she asked without it being a question and not waiting for my answer,"he said you can crash there and you don't have to pay rent 'family is there for each other' he says. " Wish that were true.
"Okay. I need to get the bus ticket. Bye!" We say bye. And I get on the bus.
Adam POV
We are at the treehouse. I told her everything. And that was hard. I don't want her to feel pity over me. And I know she is getting ready to give me a pep-talk. But, before she could, my phone rings. Robin. The screen said.
"Hello?" I asked.
"Dylan is coming home!" She said In the most positive way possible.
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God!
"wait, why? How? When?" I almost asked these question at once!
"I'll tell you," she acted like a News Anchor, "He is getting away from our Grandfather. He is getting here by bus. And NOW! Better get pretty up, loverboy!"
Great!
I tell Lindsey the news and I feel ecstatic.
Lindsey said I could crash at her place. Now, her parents are more understanding, especially her dad. But I told her I need to get my things. I need to go home.
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I go to the front door and with a half heart, I open the door. I here nothing, so I go to my room. I open the door, I see my things in boxes. "Good. Your here." My mom said.
"I've came for my things," I said, "I'm leaving"
"Good. I won't miss you! God hates fags!" She said.
"You're not even religious! You were just waiting for a reason to kick me out, huh? And I'm sinning? I'm the sinner? You're the one who is a whore!" Tears spilled on my cheeks and dripping off my chin.
"How dare you. I didn't ask your opinion on my life!" She is crying now.
"Neither did I," I said getting the box," I'm going to Lindsey's. Got anything to say? Now is the chance. Because I'll never be here again."
Silent. "I guess not, huh?" I didn't wait for an answer. I just made my way to Lindsey's
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I'm sorry for not updating in awhile. It's just life is a mess ball of s***. And you guys are awesome thank you so much for bearing the impossible with me in means a lot to me! And let me know what you guys think! And the picture? that is me. I just want to show you guys how stupid I am. Apparently, I'm really stupid. Don't judge me! And if I don't post until next year, Merry Christmas! Happy Hanukkah! Where whatever you celebrate. Bye!
Love, Noah.