Family is not always a home.

"Well from what I think, the whispers were of our principal and his hunk assistant. And about the time I said it's happening again. I meant that he is trying to get some information about you."

I told him, not entirely a lie just hiding the part that 'last time it didn't end well'

My heart beat now rose because of the closeness. I stepped back. He quickly glanced down and also increased the distance between us.

Knitting his eyebrows he mumbled in deep thinking, "What kind of information does he want?." I waited for him to come to a conclusion. I didn't know what he was thinking, maybe that something might happen to him. But he looked up "Do you know anything about it." I just kept quiet biting my lip. I shook my head.

He dropped his hands in exhaustion, letting pit a deep sign he said "I should really go it's getting late."

I nodded. Gabe might be waiting.

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Nico's Pov:

I opened the door to my house, and got in, mom was in the kitchen and dad was near the contour talking to her, before I could say 'I am home' I overheard their conversation,

"Huh I don't know what is wrong with him, can it be a disease?" dad said

"No it is a choice or a phase, I knew this would happen if we kept letting him have his free time, god knows what he does." Mom said.

"You know what maybe it is the teen thing, I don't know what kids these days think of themselves. Liking a guy for a guy is not normal, should we do something about this?"

"No, maybe he will get in his senses, nevertheless he will turn 17 next year maybe his mind start to work in a normal pace and we will be able to take him to family reunion that time of the year." Mom said, that is when I realised that my eyes were getting a bit sore,

"Yeah maybe..." dad trailed off, then they started talking about something else.

I went in my room quietly, then made the sound with door kinda telling them I am home, some tears fell, I didn't expect them to understand me but at least respect me with who I am, well contrary on a popular belief it is so not a choice. If it was then screw the world, I am what I am. But still in somewhere of my heart I want at least my parents to support me.

I sat on my bed as I watched the fan creak slowly, I closed my eyes, and tried to remember every good memory. I remember when I lived with my grand parents before my family snatched me away. It was like heaven, I would run around in the yard day and night. And would giggle when I fell because I knew grandma would pick me up and spin Me around. Good old days, before I came back to this hideous land. And God knows why!

"Dinner is ready kids"

I go down and sit on the dinning Carla comes down and sits on her side, "Where were you hazel?" Dad asked, "With Harry, we went on a date, It was am-a-zing!---" she started babbling and I smiled at her excitement, If it would be just this easy to tell them if I had a boyfriend.

"What is it Nico? You look frustrated." Mom says "I just-you know what nothing" I murmured they won't understand, never will, how do people talk to their parents so freely huh? I get that you love them but I think they can never get what is with us, I mean think about it, we can never consider them our best friend after all, the problems that they faced in their teenage was atleast 15 years ago, things change people! and our problems may not be physically exhausting but mentally they are hell frustrating.

"You know Nico, Carla was telling us that there are some really great girls in your school you know if you want she might help you with them." Mom said.

"Yeah..." Carla replied, gods! even she thinks that It is phase! can my family be anymore helpful.

"Mom, dad, Carla I am into boys, when will all of you get it!" I said ,ok whom am I kidding, I yelled, gripping the table, and making my knuckles turn white.

"Whatever Nico, get over the fact that it is not normal and get yourself a girl and be a man" Carla snapped at me."Oh yeah Carl! guess what I can't cause liking man is not a choice and doesn't mean that you are less of of a man, that's how world works you all! and you know what deal with it!" I screamed and ran to my room with throbbing pain in head because of all the sudden emotions,

I flopped on my bed my face in pillows as I got it all out, all the tension all the problems.

All the frustration of coming back,

Of leaving my real family.

Of the family that actually cared.

I cried it all out.

Till the sun came up.