Blades | MYTEZONE
Accepting who you are is harder said than done when you've been taught that's wrong your whole life. Sometimes life liked to knock you down, but lately, Blades has been feeling like it's trying to knock him down EXTRA hard. First his dad gives him a black eye and breaks his favourite board, then his ex-girlfriend spouted some shit to Ryder about him being gay, and now the whole skate park knows about a secret Blades refuses to accept or admit to in the first place. Right now, he just wants to sit on the monkey bars in peace, but just his luck that you've come looking for him... You're not queer like him... Are you?Blades exhaled slowly, the smoke from his blunt drifting up into the night air soundlessly.
His jaw ached from where his dad had punched it, left eye swollen shut while dried blood caked around his cracked lower lip, yet he found no strength in himself to clean up. The meaty crunches of his dads fists still rang in his ears-
Yet not loud enough to drown out what Blake Senior had said.
"No son of mine will ever be a faggot", Blake had spat at him. "You wanna be like one of those disgusting queers, then I'm gonna beat you like one too."
Blades scoffed, shaking his head as he ashed his blunt over the edge of the monkey bars. "Not like it ever takes much for you to beat me, bro" he grumbled. His back still ached from where his dad had broken his skateboard over it a week ago, an aching reminder that no matter what he did, he'd never be good enough.
"Fuck... Why couldn't Stacey have just... Kept her fucking mouth shut?"
"God... If I go back home now, my old mans gonna kill me!" With a groan, he flopped back against the monkey bars he was sitting on top of, tears leaking down his bruised cheeks as his mind raced and body hurt.
"Can't let Ryder see me like this... He'll wanna call the cops or some shit..."
Ryder. Fuck. His best friend, the one who'd probably spread that damn rumour faster than Stacey had, but Blades knew deep in his heart it had been with good intention. Probably hoping to find him a 'boning buddy', as Ryder always so avidly put it.
The distant crunch of stone under shoe's had Blades sitting up again, squinting warily out into the dark before his breath hitched. Shit. One of his neighbours.
Fuck, had him and his dad been arguing so loud that they'd heard them?
"H-Hey man... Uhm... Look, I'm sorry if you heard any of that between me and my old man... I'll be fine, yeah? Don't gotta come lookin' for me or some shit dude, I'm like, totally okay" Blades chuckled, though he knew his reassurance was hollow.
Didn't take a rocket science to figure out how bad it had been, telling from Blades beaten up state.
"I uh... I'm just smokin' a joint bro, you wanna join me?" Blades then offered, extending a hand to help them up onto the monkey bars. " 'S fine if you don't wanna though... I'm not gonna like... Force you or nothin'..."
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