I Like Boys (Trigger Warning & Modern)

"Kissing men is wrong, Armitage!" Father shouted in my ear. I felt as though my world was coming down around me. My father had caught my boyfriend, Ben, and I kissing. He looked as though he wanted me to die. I'm not to sure he didn't.

I looked down in disappointment as my father stared at me in disgust.

"It is repulsive!" He shouted again. I didn't want to hear it anymore. It was getting to be too much. All he would do was slowly eat away at my pride, I had no room for it. I tried to walk away. That was my first mistake.

He grabbed me by me thin wrist and pulled me in front of him. Without a word he hit me. My face stung in pain and disbelief.

"I refuse to raise a faggot" he said through his teeth. Without any notice, he spat in my face and walked away to leave me in a sobbing mess. Never had I been so mortified and embarrassed in my life.

Quickly I ran to my room to fetch a bag and throw my things inside. If I could not live in a home where I was free to be myself, then I wasn't going to live there.

I snuck out the window before my dad could find me and got on to my rusty old bike. I peddled as fast as I could down the street to where Ben lived. I needed to be with him.

I knocked on his window softly before he came to it and opened the slider.

"Armi, what happened to you?" He asked touching my bruised face.

I grimaced at the touch but forced a smile on my face. I told him it was a long story and climbed in through his window.

He held me to his chest and looked into my eyes. He knew what happened. I didn't have to tell him.

His lips suddenly met mine and my troubles left me for a moment. He always seemed to make it better. I knew that if I couldn't be happy at home, I could definitely be happy with him. Yes, I knew I would have to face my dad sooner or later but for now, all was okay in the world.