My body shoots up from laying down, me heart is racing. What did she just say?
"Wh-what?" I question, nibbling onto my lower lip.
"You're gay! Oh my gosh! Ew!" She hisses.
"I'm not gay" I whisper feeling my heart beating like it's going to beat out of my chest.
"Then why is there a picture of you kissing some guy posted on our school website?" She asks angrily.
"Wh-what? It's not me!" I whisper feeling tears in my eyes.
"Shut up" she hisses. "You're gay. You let me like you, knowing you're gay"
"Masie" I whisper feeling the tears streaming down my cheeks, "Let me explain, I tried telling yo-"
"Oh my God!" And with that she hung up.
Quickly I search up our school website. There, on the front page, the picture she's talking about. Posted anonymously. Me and Matteo kissing, except Matteo is blured out. However, it's still obvious I'm kissing a guy, but he kissed me! He made the first move! I can't even stop the tears as I throw my phone down.
"Damnit!" I hiss, letting out a sob. As I sob I hear shuffling from outside my room, I just ignore it.
"Luke?" My mother asks knocking on the door.
"Go away" I hiss as I hug my knees to my chest. However, she opens the door and walks in anyways.
"I just got a call" she whispers staring at me.
"Go away" I whisper not even looking at her as the tears stream down my face.
"So it's true" she mumbles awkwardly.
"Whats true?" I mumble looking at her curiously, tears streaming down my face.
"You're gay" she says softly as she sits down in front of me on my bed.
"Leave me alone" is all I can say as I look away again.
"Luke" she sighs "I don't know who called me. It sounded like a guy, I didn't think much of it until I heard you crying"
"I said go away!" I hiss hiding my face as I sniffle.
"Its okay Luke" she says grabbing my arm and hugging me. I just sob as she hugs me. "Just don't tell John, okay?"
As those words leave my mother's mouth, my body tenses up, I push myself from her arms. I had one second of hope that for once it would be okay. But then she had to add that part.
"Get out" I sternly say, staring at her with sad eyes. I can feel the anger boiling inside of me.
"Honey, you know how John is, he's old school" she says trying to hug me again.
"Get out!" I hiss not letting her hug me.
"Luke" John's voice booms, "Don't yell at your mother" he growls.
"You get out too" I mumble hugging my knees again. My eyes are starting to sting from crying so much.
"A real man doesn't cry. No matter what, but you aren't a real man, are you?" he says walking deeper into my room. "Get up"
"I don't care" I whisper, my heart aching. "And why?"
"Because if you're going to take advantage of us, you don't get to stay here. Plus I wont have a gay step-son" he says crossing his arms over his chest. Him and my mother aren't even married! Jackass.
"How am I taking advantage of you? And screw you, you'll never be my step-father" I asks/hiss sounding annoyed. Mainly because I am annoyed. I'm so sick of him and my mother!
"By yelling at us to get out. So I'm telling you, get out of my house" he yells grabbing my arm and yanking me from my bed. I'm assuming he's just going to ignore my comment about him never being my step-father.
"John!" My mother says standing up "Don't" she pleads.
"No, your piece of shit son needs to learn how to behave and to be a man!" He growls basically throwing me to the ground "Out!"
"John!" My mother yells again desperately.
"Lindsey" he says sternly making my mom quiet down. As I stand he pushes me down again. "You will never be a man until you learn to love a woman, your father would be so disappointed"
"Shut up" I growl, standing up and shoving him away. How dare he! However, he swings and punches me, right in the nose. I tumble back hitting my head against the wall.
"What are you going to do about it?" He asks grabbing me by my shirt from off the ground.
"John please stop!" My mother begs as tears form in her eyes.
"Maybe you should look in the mirror. Picking on people who are younger then you. Pathetic piece of sh-" I growl at him as blood gushes from my nose.
"Luke!" My mother hisses, cutting me off. "Both of you, please!" She begs.
John let's go of my shirt and backs away, his eyes never leaving me though "Prove to me you're a man within the next two weeks, or you're not living here" and with that he grabbed my mom and walked out. My mother didn't even look at me, she just followed him.
Fuck.
I grab some tissues and start to clean up the blood on my face. A couple minutes go by as I pace my room, I can't even cry I'm so angry. As I pace I hear a soft knock on my door. Groaning I walk towards my door anxiously. Slowly opening it, there stood Michael. Without saying a word he hugged me. Taking me by surprise.
"Michael, what's wrong?" I asks awkwardly hugging my brother back.
"Can we go see dad tomorrow?" He asks, "I don't think he'd be disappointed in you. In fact, I know he wouldn't be. Dad always said to be yourself. And if your self is gay, that's okay" he rambles.
"Thank you bud. Yeah, we can go visit him tomorrow" I mumble letting out a sigh. For a thirteen year old, he's definitely the nicest one here. "But I have to confront someone tomorrow too, I'll pick you up afterwards"
"Let me come with, please" he begs, staring up at me wit sad hurting eyes.
"Okay, but you're staying in the car" I sigh, making him nod.
"Deal" he mumbles finally letting go of me. "Do you mind if I stay in your room tonight, I can sleep on the floor"
"Yeah, it's okay. You can sleep in my bed, I'll sleep on the floor." I mumble as he walks into my room, shutting my door behind him. I grab a pillow from my bed and sit on the ground, letting him take the bed. He fell asleep within twenty minutes. However, I'm still pissed and can't sleep.