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I stepped into the warm bath i had prepared for myself, baths are not normally my thing but today I needed to take a deep look into my brain i wanted to do this so much i even left my phone in my room,the worse mistake I had ever made. My mind had been racing back to earlier that day-a lot had happened- i mean where to start JD and veronica were just shouting at each other in the hallway, something about big blue-i have no idea what they are talking about, but i couldn't care any less to be honest. I heard the Heathers were trying to get with some of the other footballers, I don't really mind the Heathers I think their good people when they want to be and they don't care I'm gay they even let me fake date Heather Mac!, But by far the most important thing of the day was ram.
I walked into the changing rooms around lunch, and to my shock and happiness I walked in to Ram shirtless.
"Hey bro how you doing!"
"good bro god" I said as i tried not to stare
"I heard what you and Heather Mac did last night, Punch it in!"
That wasn't really a weird talk with Ram, of course I couldn't tell him what we were really doing. I was getting my nails painted and was just ranting about Ram to Heather Mac, and in return she kept on talking about veronica. We were both hopeless.
But my mind started going to other places with Ram, like "what was under the towel," and "He must have the biggest di-"
I could feel my dick getting harder and harder the longer I thought about it, and him. I just wish that for one amazing day where i could touch him without anyone seeing or knowing, but i also know there is no chance he is gay so i gotta just give up on that dream now.
"WHAT IS THIS!" without any kinda warning my dad ran into the bathroom holding up a phone, I knew what this was gonna be about.
"WHY ARE THERE TEXT ON YOUR PHONE ABOUT SOME BOY, I KNEW YOU WERE A FAG!" I looked up at my dad without saying a word, it was true I was a fag like he said.
"LOOK! YOUR EVEN HARD THINKING ABOUT HIM, AND NO SON OF MINE IS A QUEER!" again without warning he dragged me up out the bath- he was always so much stronger than me- and threw me to the ground, but then picked me back up again.
"Listen hear, fag I don't talking about or thinking about other boys like that ever!" and threw me straight to the floor again.
He slammed the door. I could feel the tears forming in my eyes, I did the only thing I knew to do when I was super stressed. Cut. I got u slowly- I could barely feel my legs- and walked around to the sink and got out a razor. I started cutting I felt the relief of the cold blade hitting my skin. It was only till after it sunk in what I did.
I couldn't deal with it anymore, I ran right to Rams house-while I never told him I was gay I did tell him about the self harm and he was surprising understanding about it- I sent him a quick text before arriving at his house.
"Kurt I got your text what happened!" I couldn't help but see how cute he was when he was worried "My dad... Got mad... Relapsed," That's all i could say though my tears but I know he knew everything.
"Listen let's get you calmed down and then we talk," He grabbed my hand-making me beat red- and took me to his room. I managed to fully calm down and tell him about what my dad did and of course leaving out the gay part. But at the end of my little story time he said something that I didn't think could happen.
"bad time, but your so cute-".
"Im sorry what," My mouth was hanging open.
"Im sorry, i didn't even mean, I don't think you're-". I just cut him off with a kiss, and just pulled away. He looked at me for a second and kissed back, our mouths moved together. And I was just on cloud 9 for the whole time.
“Does that mean-" I asked, just making sure.
"YES!" He quickly grabbed me-in his arms- and put me back down onto the bed, kissed me, and then cuddled up to me and that's when i realised, it was never about making my dad like me it was about making me like me-But also making Ram like me which worked-and for the first time in months I sat there in peaceful bliss, with my beautiful boyfriend next to me.