《Speaking of Rainbows...(Boyxboy)》Leaving You Behind...
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I AM SO SO SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG TO PDATE! >.
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Rains P.O.V:
I took a deep breath as my parents re-entered the room.
This time I wasn't going to let them put me down anymore, this time I was going to say what I wanted.
"Mom...Dad..." I whispered my voice strained by the pressure of their eyes searing holes into my heart.
"Yes hun?" my mother asked calmly.
"I-I..." I took a deep breath and let it out, "Cant live with you guys anymore!"
My mothers face was shocked and sad, while my fathers was anger and triumph-for what i do not know.
"Why in the wo-" my mother began but I silenced her with my words.
"I can't live in a place where no ones ever around, and where people tell me to change who I am! Mom, Dad! I'm not changing anything! This is me..." I took Vixons hand in mine, "This is my boyfriend...And guess what! I'm queer and I'm fucking right here!" I smiled.
They looked shocked and confused. But i could really care less. What ever they said would ever change my mind, this was the one time I wold stand my ground. My fathers angry gaze didn't even phase me-and that's saying something-but still I stood proud and collective.
"Im sorry Mom and Dad, but I'm leaving and that's,that. I'll drop by the house and pick up my stuff..." I spoke as I turned towards the door and grasped the handle before adding- "Im sorry for being a disappointment..." -and left.
We made our way silently through the halls and past the front desk. I wasn't surprised that my parents had not tried to stop me our even say goodbye-it was to be expected from them. I was use to it by now.
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Vixon helped lift me up and into the passengers seat a gently sad smile on his face. I just smiled a small one of my own as I opened my mouth to speak.
"Ca-can you drive to my parents house...I need to pick up my shit..." I spoke dully and full of nothing in fear of the tears that it could bring.
We walked into the house silently as I lead him down the vast halls to through the place I had once called home. I opened the door of my room and let a lone tear fall at the memories I held dear to my heart. I turned around and held Vixon close to me, needing something-someone-to keep my here, grounded to sanity. I felt a surge of love and reassurance pass through me as Vixon gently pulled my out and into the car, putting m items into the trunk.
The ride home was a blur of streets and lights along with a gentle country song ringing somewhere in the background.
"Vixon..." i whispered as I saw his house come into view.
"Yea..." He replied turning to look into my bloodshot eyes.
"C-can you promise me-me so-somthing?" I whimpered leaning into his chest and gripping his shirt tightly.
He gently rubed my back and kissed my head softly, "Anything love..."
I smiled a small sad smile and looked straight into his soul, "P-promise you'll l-love me and be with me forever?"
He smiled and gave a small chuckle, "I already promised that long ago..."
And with that we kissed a kiss that told me every word he said was 100% truful and full of love. We then made our way into his house, ready to begin the new chapter of our life...together forever.
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Updated hope ya'll enjoyed ^-^ sorry it took so long loves! BE true be u! Forever and always MumboJumboxox!
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