Thing's change People don't

by StormieSkies

Phil is the gay of the school. There is literally no one else who is gay. But it honestly isn't that bad. Except that he gets beat up for it. At home and school. What can he do about it? He can't change who he is. Rated T for language. Viewer discretion is advised

1. A new found confidence

"Oh look, everyone! It's the faggot Lester trying to walk the halls again!" I heard Dan taunt from behind me.

I was standing by my locker, enjoying the newest bruises my father had given me. You see, my mother left us when I was a small child, and she took my only brother, Martin, with her. My dad blamed me for some weird reason, and he hit me everyday for it. Not only that… he also couldn't find a 'partner' and had a lot of sexual needs… if you understand what I'm trying to say. In a simpler way to put it, I lost my virginity when I was 5, when I thought what he was doing was okay. I was 5. What did you expect me to do? I couldn't get him away. Besides, he hadn't done that in years.

Dan's voice cut through my thoughts, "Oi! Faggot! Why are you still in this school? You know no one likes you. You're just worthless trash, you can't do anything!"

"Coming from the boy who has a D- in math class…" I muttered under my breath.

"What was that, trash? Something about the D? I know you want the D, but you aren't going to get it!" Dan said as he turned me around and pushed me against the lockers.

Now, I don't usually get angry, even at Dan, because I like to spread positivity. I don't know where this confidence came from, but I just blurted, "You're saying I want the D? You're the one pushing a boy against the lockers everyday talking about it. If I didn't know any better, I'd say you have a thing for me, and boys in general. So why don't you back the fuck off and let me get to my next class?" I was growling every word now.

You could see the shocked look on Dan's face and all the boys behind him. But the shocked expression quickly turned to anger and I finally realized I had just fucked up big time. I was in for it.

"You can't speak to me like that!" He punched me once on the nose. It started bleeding. "You're just a worthless!" Another punch. "Piece!" A third punch to my stomach. "Of!" A punch in the chest. And I was starting to lose consciousness, thank god. "TRASH!" A final blow to my head and I was out. The last thing I remember seeing was Dan laughing with his friends.