Matt's Pov
The thought of thinking about your parents death is depressing right? My parents died when I was little. I was a helpless orphan that didn't know my parents were dead. Until I had to escape. I escaped from my orphanage. Ran pratically to a different city. My childhood was a messed up one.
When I met Sierra my whole life turned around. I started realising that I was gay. I had multiple hook ups with girls but it just never felt right. Until one night at a party...
We were drunk there was another gay guy here. When he mentioned being gay I was completely judging him. Im not even going to lie I was disgusted but when he spiked my drink he made me feel different. A good type of different. But knowing the guy it was only a one time hookup. Ever since then I realised I was gay and I was attracted to men. There's nothing wrong with being attracted to men. People tell me I sinned because im gay. Well at least im living my life to the fullest and figuring out what's right and what's wrong.
Don't even get me started on Sierra. We met in middle school. I was living in a abandoned alley. She was so nice to get a job and lend me money so I can rent out a apartment. Then we became friends then besties. I really don't know what I would be at right now if it weren't for Sierra. She pratically saved my life!
When I heard about her dad it really struck me. How can such a beautiful, kind young woman be treated like shit? She wanted me to keep it a secret but how could I? I once tried reporting her abuse from her father to the police. But they didn't listen to me I had to have proof. The last thing I had was proof. I HAD NO PROOF!
"Hey Matt you ok?"
"Uh yah im fine just got lost in thought,"
"Oh ok,"
Sierra was giving me her curious look. She always wants to know what im thinking. But if I told her everything I was thinking she would be questioning me all over the place. Im not the one to use colorful language here but shit. Sometimes you need to let out your anger.
"Hey have you seen that gym that opened up near the school?" Sierra questioned.
"No why would I want to be going to a gym? I have a perfect abs no need to sink my ego," I was curious about where this was going to go.
"I was thinking about joining the gym. Getting trained to fight there. So I can maybe fight the abuse," she whispered.
"That's not the best idea love. You can seriously get hurt. The last thing I need to see is seeing my baby hurt," I whispered back.