I slammed the door shut, behind me. I wasn’t mad at Hannah, I was mad at myself. Why was I hiding who I was? But then, the painful memories of being bullied came back to me.

I felt my heart slowly twist and I shook my head. No, it wasn’t worth it. I squeezed my eyes shut. I was not going to cry. Nuh uh. I heard someone walk towards me quietly. I blinked quickly and walked to the stairs.

“Baby...are you okay?”

I turned to look at Mom who looked worried. I nodded. I knew she didn’t like the idea of her son being gay. Crying to her about my problems really wouldn’t help. She reached for my hand but I flinched away. She stopped and pouted, “Honey, I’ve been meaning to talk to you.”

I stared at her, my vision still slightly blurry. “About what? I’m not visiting another shrink!”

She shook her head, “No. Not a shrink. I just want to talk. About...you. Just us.”

I stared at her, a little confused. So she was going to try to convince me to be straight, herself? I snorted, “Mom. Honestly, today has not been a good day. I don’t want to talk about it.”

My dad came up behind me, “Son. Just talk to her.”

“I’d rather not.”

“Darling, please.” Her voice broke on the word Please. My eyes widened, “Mom, are you crying?”

She sniffed and wiped her eyes, “What? No.”

“So your eyes are just peeing then?”

She smiled and smacked me on the shoulder, “Hush, you.”

Dad put his hand on my shoulder awkwardly, “You may want to sit down for this.”

I shrugged. My day had been bad enough but if Mom was crying, clearly this was important.

I sat down on the sofa and before I could say anything, my mom blurted out, “We’re okay with you being gay.”

I stared at them wide eyed. Suddenly, my sister, Lola burst into the room, “OH THANK GOD. I was waiting for that awkward bit to get over.”

She bounced over to where I was sitting and jumped on me. “We were talking about it! And I told them, they had to stop being such lame parents.”

Dad cleared his throat awkwardly, “It was a little hard to get used to.”

Mom smiled, “But I think it’s cute now. I mean, we can go shopping together.”

I laughed, “Mom, I may be gay but that doesn’t mean I like shopping.”

Lola, who was now successfully sitting on my back, yelled, “LIES. I know you like shopping! You just don’t wanna be seen with us!”

I quickly poked her to shut her up and she giggled, “Okay, Okay! I’m sorry!!”

Mom clapped her hands together, “YAY! So we should all go shopping tomorrow!”

I groaned, “So this is how you guys decide to tell me? Oh My God, I thought someone had died or something. You were CRYING, Mom.”

“No darling, my eyes were just peeing.”

Dad smiled sadly, “It was just hard because we saw how you’d return from school every day. Bruised or near to tears. But you never came to us even ONCE. I wasn’t sure what to do.”

Mom corrected him, “WE weren’t sure.”

Lola rolled her eyes, “Look, guys. I told you. Love him for what he is, Rainbows and all.”

I pushed her off me, “Rainbows and all? Wow, gee, thanks.”

She stuck her tongue out at me. Mom continued, “Then we decided to accept you. Just the way you are. It was hard because you weren’t talking to us as much as you used to anymore.”

“Maybe because I knew you guys hated me since I told you I was gay?”

Mom flinched, “We didn’t HATE you. We could never hate you.”

I sat back and sighed, “This has been....an eventful day.”

Lola jumped back on me, “How so?”

“I got called a homophobe by a pretty good friend, today. And my ex-boyfriend is stalking me. But now he, like the rest of my school, thinks I’m straight. He also thinks that I led him on by pretending I was gay all this time.”

There was an awkward silence until Dad growled, “A homophobe?”

I nodded. Mom whispered, “I’m...so confused. So he isn’t gay?”

I laughed, “I’m as gay as they come, Mom.”

Lola snorted, “Come. You know, I was going to make a gay joke. But fuck it.”

Dad looked a little disturbed. Mom on the other hand was turning a little pink.

I pushed her off me again, “No gay jokes! Come on, guys.”

Lola rolled off the sofa laughing, “Oh my God, you walked right into that one.”

Mom looked a little scandalized while Dad was trying not to smile, now.

I shook my head, “I think I preferred it when we didn’t talk about my gay life.”

“Oh, you do use protection right?”

I gasped, “OH MY GOD. I don’t even have a boyfriend!”

Mom continued, “But, you have a stalker...?”

Lola stood up, “Oh that reminds me. I’ve been meaning to ask you about Julian. I’ve seen you hang around Hannah and-”

She stopped when she noticed me wince at the sound of Hannah’s name.

She sighed, “I saw you wince. What did you do?”

I looked at everyone hesitantly and continued, “Uhh. You see, everyone in school thinks I’m straight. Including Hannah. I haven’t really TOLD anybody.”

Mom gasped, “YOU’RE ASHAMED OF YOURSELF?”

Lola smacked my arm, “SHAME ON YOU.”

Dad shook his head, “I know it’s hard. If you’ve done it once, you can do it again.”

Lola giggled, “That’s what she said.”

I threw my hands up in frustration, “Lola, how the hell are you such a pervert!?”

Dad and Mom just looked at us, confused.

“I’m not ashamed. I just don’t want to go through all of that again.”

Lola crawled back on to the sofa and then asked, “So did you ask Hannah out?”

I nodded, “Yeah but not like...on a date or anything. We were just going to go watch a movie and then get some food. In the end, it got kind of messed up when I saw Julian making out with Monica and-”

“MONICA? Wait. JULIAN? Julian AND Monica? No wait. YOU HAVE THE HOTS FOR JULIAN? Wait wait, How did Hannah not kill Monica? Julian KNOWS Hannah hates Monica. OH MY GOD. But you were stalking Julian?”

I backed away slowly. Lola was starting to scare me. I looked at Mom and Dad and noticed that they had wisely chosen to leave while they could. Brilliant. Leave me with the crazy sister.

Lola jumped on me, “EXPLAIN. NOW.”

I squealed, “IdunnoIdunno!”

She grabbed my shirt, “What did Hannah say!? AND WHY WERE YOU STALKING JULIAN, YOU CREEPER?”

“Julian was sitting right next to us during the movie! And after that, he walked out and started making out with Monica! I dunno, I dunno, please don’t hurt me! Mom and Dad just got used to me being gay. I’m too young to die!”

She let go off my shirt but didn’t get off me. “So wait. Hannah and you were sitting next to Julian? Wasn’t that awkward?”

I groaned, “Why would it be awkward? Get off me, you fatass.”

She snarled, “What did you say?”

I whimpered, “This is why you don’t have a boyfriend. You’re freaking scary.”

She shrugged, “At least, no one messes with me. So ANYWAY, how did Hannah not kill Monica?”

“Why would Hannah care? Did Hannah and Julian have a thing too? Man, who has he NOT dated?”

Lola grimaced, “EW. Hannah and Julian? That’d be so wrong.”

I shrugged, “Hey, Hannah’s pretty and smart. I don’t blame Julian.” Inside, it was killing me though. Who the heck had he NOT slept with?

“Oh, sure. Don’t blame him. I mean, it’s not like it’s INCEST or anything!”

I looked at Lola, very calmly.

“Repeat what you just said.”

“You’re so SLOW. Does being gay mean you’re really dumb too?”

“Lola. Are you saying Julian is Hannah’s brother?”

“Well, step-brother. Not many people know about it but stuff like that...”

I stopped listening to Lola. She continued talking animatedly about how stuff like that gets around but all I could hear was Hannah’s words in my head.

“My brother’s gay, Ken. Knowing people like you exist makes it even harder for him to come out of the closet. So why don’t people like you, do us all a favour and go choke on a rotten cookie?”

Oh. My. God.

Julian McHarden was gay.

SCORE FOR TEAM RAINBOW!

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Teehee. Sorry for the random gay jokes in between. xD I couldn't resist.

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