Tires stopped against the pavement of the driveway, as the drunken, irresponsible adult slammed on the brakes to hear what came out of his son's mouth.
Three words were involved.
... boy was one of them....
"I will not live with a sinful faggot!"
There was no response. Only a shut mouth and a straight, yet guilty face, as axel looked down at his small sized converse and blue tight skinny jeans.
"Fucking look at me, nod your head, and tell me that you will not be gay.."
"I-"
"I can't hear you!"
"I'm sorry Jesus.. m-make me straight again.."
Axel's dad sighs and looks ahead at there brand new bought house.
"Get out of the car.."
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Axel's POV:
I had a tight grip on my bag that day... I remember it like pictures.
Black hair, warn eyes, and a crimson candied voice...
Chris
The boy who sat at the bench in early march with winter clothing..
the boy who caught natural lights with me.. the boy who was gone because of a simple act..
The day Chris died was when I had to do the same. So I'm saying goodbye... Some say it was murder..
But I call it force..
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Diary entry 25
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Sincerely,
Axel
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Where the bugs light up in the woods---- Chris Motionless x boy reader
FanfictionWhen a shy boy runs into his backyard forest and finds an empty seat on a bench, next to a darkly dressed figure, he figures out that people aren't that scary after all..... ⚠️: high content of self harm, blood, suicide, verbal abuse, schizophrenia...
