𝚇𝚇𝚇𝚃𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙰𝙲𝙸𝙾𝙽 𝙸𝙼𝙰𝙶𝙸𝙽𝙴𝚂 {𝚁𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚜 𝙲𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚍}

𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙾𝚞𝚝

You were in your room debating whether or not to tell your mom and dad about your sexuality. You were bisexual and your siblings plus Jahseh and Stokeley knew. They still support you no matter what but when it came to your parents, your dad was hella strict about that certain subject. When you mentioned about you ever being bisexual, your mom didn't  care as long as you were happy she was happy but your dad just didn't like it. He threatened to beat you and your siblings asses if he ever found out. As of now it's you, your second oldest brother and your second oldest sister who stay at your house. Your oldest brother and sister share an apartment near the college they go to. Your thoughts were interrupted by your mom calling you to come and eat. You let out a shaky sigh and got up, slowly coming downstairs and dreading how this evening was gonna go.

A few minutes later....

You were talking with everyone until you felt like it was time to tell them.

"Mom? Dad? I have something that I need to share with you guys." You said while clearing your throat.

"Okay baby what is it?" Your mom asked, a hint of concern in her face.

"Ive kept this to myself for quite some time now and everyone else knows but I am bisexual... I never did say anything because of how dad views everything dealing with that but I couldn't hold it anymore because I'm tired of hiding."

"Well baby I am happy for you! As long as you are comfortable with who you are it's fine with me." She said while smiling, getting up to come and hug you.

"Well I don't like it. I already told you that and it's like that shit ain't got in yo head." Your dad said visibly angry.

"Raymond you seriously have to stop. You keep having these kids afraid of expressing themselves because you so stuck in your old ways-"

"And I don't care Naya! I won't have no dyke or fag in my house because I didn't raise em to be that way!"

"So I'm a dyke for liking girls huh dad?" You said while getting up, anger shot high.

"Yes you are a fucking dyke."

"Yo pops I can't agree with you on that one. Just because you different doesn't mean we gotta be like you." Your brother Tyler said, looking at him.

"Besides we all are at an age where we can choose who we like and what we like. This ain't no 1960s or 70s." Your sister Y'mara said, angrily.

"I don't give a damn what y'all think this ain't y'all house or anything and y'all dont make the rules as we go. Yn I told you if I ever found out about anything like that ima beat it out of you." He said while getting up.

"You not finna put yo hands on her Ray sit yo ass down! Your mom said, putting you and behind her.

It got chaotic after as your dad wrestled to get you. You made sure you stayed out of his path as Tyler held him back. He then got out of his grip and grabbed you roughly, leaving bruises on your arms. You struggled to get out his grip, praying to god he doesn't kill you.

"No daughter of mine will go down this path so help me god!" He said, slapping you hard.

Your ear started ringing as a familiar metallic taste overwhelmed your mouth. Your mom pulled you away, holding you while looking at him, furious. You spit out blood onto a paper towel, looking at him with so much disgust.

"GET OUT!"

"I'm not going nowhere! I paid for this house so it's mine!"

"Nuh yuh didn't an fi mi name a pan di deed suh Raymond git ta steppin!" Your mom yelled, her Jamaican accent flowing.