Secrets ~Kellic~ ✏

~One~

Hello! Its been a while since I've updated any book I've birthed and decided aye it's about time but this time I'm doing a collab with @Um_Kellic_Please I hope you enjoy ; ))))

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Kellin's POV:

Why do people discriminate others who are slightly different from themselves? All it does is point out you're an ignorant prick who doesnt accept anything, or anyone. Each and everyone of us deserve just as much respect as the next person does. You can't just out someone because they have a little difference than yourself. Being "normal" is boring anyway, if there is a such thing as normal.

I stand up, knees aching slightly as I limp to my bed and continue packing. You see, my parents aren't fond of me dressing the way I like and who I'm sexually attracted to. I mean, who cares if I dress in "womens" clothing? Clothes don't have labels. As for me being sexually attracted to guys, I couldn't give a single shit about what people think. I love who I love and nothing could change that.

I used to obey them and change myself for them. They forced me into so many uncomfortable situations and if I didnt obey I'd get punished. After so long I couldn't handle it and I refused everything they commanded. I was myself without caring what they thought. So many events of arguing had led up to this moment where I'm packing my bags. My parents decided they couldnt have a son like me anymore and are sending me away to a church camp to apparently get "healed of the disease I've contracted".

They think it will help but we all know it wont happen. Like, at all. You're born who you're suppose to be and you aren't suppose to let anyone change that, even if they're the most important person in the world you still don't let them change you.

I finished packing the last of my clothes and zipped up my pink suitcase. I'd be leaving in the afternoon tomorrow since my parents wanted to get rid of me as quick as possible. Great parents, I  know.

Standing the suitcase up, I then place it against the wall near my door. I turn back to my bed I strip only leaving my pastel purple panties on and slip on one of my oversized baseball tees, it coming down to my mid thigh. Without another word I throw my original clothes in the laundry basket and slip under the blankets of my bed.

Thoughts of the next few months linger in my mind before my eyes droop and my breathing evens out, sleep taking over.

A/N I CRINGED SO BAD WRITING 'PANTIES' BUT IM DOING THIS FOR YOU GUYS. Hope you enjoyed :)