Walking back towards the house, I tucked my hands tightly into my pockets. I couldn't stand it at school anymore, the rumours that were spreading around school were ruining me. Questions about my sexuality were being whispered about me, would be mumbled as I walked past. Of course, as always, nobody would ever say it to my face but even if they did, what's my answer? I don't even know myself. I kissed a boy, and damn.. I loved it.
Opening the creaky, old front door to my home, I let out a heavy breath. Dropping my bag to my side and starting to jog up the stairs. Why would I be gay? I mean sure, I have those maga-
"Robert Joe Smith! You better have a good answer for these!" My mother screamed, waving some magazines around in her hand. At that moment, my heart drops, mouth slowly hanging open as my palms started to sweat.
"I'll explain." I squeaked, my gaze falling on the picture of the naked male on the front of the page, swallowing hard.
This isn't the right time, when confused myself.
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