Not giving up on you 6 -BL-More Like This
You'd never even imagine how excruciating it is, getting home by bus when you have crutches. But doing it all right in the middle of life crisis, when your world is inexorably crumbling down all around you, is just so unfortunate that all you do is think about that stupid person, whose fault it is that you have fractured ankle and wish something terrible happened to them. Well, that's unless that stupid person is just about the last person on this whole planet, no, this whole universe, that you want to be thinking about right now. Why, you ask? Maybe because, oh, I don't know, maybe because you were kissing him less than one hour ago. Um, relevant detail: you're a bloke and he's one too. Another relevant detail: all you've ever wanted in your whole life was to be a good Christian...
"John? Is that you?" I heard mom shout from the kitchen as soon as I opened the door. John's my father's name.
"No! It's me, mom!" I called back exhaustedly. I really hoped she would be out shopping