THE JOURNAL OF RACETRACK HIGGINS- Ch 8 ~ Lucky
Disclaimer: SLASH.. Don't like it? DON'T READ IT! I do not own Newsies or Race. I do own Hailey though...
A/N - Yay! Getting it up before I wanted to! .. okies, onto the story!
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1/27/04
Hey again... Sorry I haven't written in like a week. But not much has happening anyway. Just normal school and shit like that.
Yesterday was another snow day. Another heavenly day in the snow and then hot chocolate at Spot's house. Luckily, my mom had to go to work, so I didn't have to deal with her bitching at me all day long.
I swear, I can't stand her sometimes! And I know eventually I will have to tell her, but I know she will completely flip out on me. Without a doubt, she is the biggest homophobe I know. Seriously, she is. One of her employees came out to the company, and she fired him! Of course, she fired him saying they had too many people employed, but I know the real reason. She told me! "No queer is gonna work for me!" she had said.
Okay, enough of me complaining about my madre.
School today... blah. It's the end of the marking period, so of course, they pile all the test on you the last week. I had a Calc test today, tomorrow I have an English test on Chaucer, and a Physics test on Thursday. Friday we have a history test, but it's Citta so I ain't worried. Luckily, we don't have midterms. I'd shoot myself if we did.
But the good thing is, by the looks of it, we will have another snow day tomorrow, seeing as it's already snowing pretty hard.
Ah shit, my mom's home and I didn't do everything I was supposed to do. Time for yet another fight!
-Racetrack
1/28/04
Snow day. -sarcastically- Whoop-di-frickin' do-dah-day. I almost wish we had school today... Cause it majorly sucked.
The day started out fine. I woke up again to Hailey's squeals, went outside with them, and hot chocolate at Spot's.. again.. Then there was the alone time with him in his room, snogging....(British words are fun to use ain't they... ANYWAY...)
While we were sitting around Spot's kitchen table, drinking the hot chocolate, Spot's mom asked me a question.
"Race, have you told your mom about you and Spot yet?"
I lowered my eyes, and said, "No... not yet, Mrs. Conlon."
"You should soon. She will love you no matter what. I know it."
"Yeah, Race, ya gotta tell her sooner or later. And sooner is better than later," Spot said.
"Okay, I'll tell her tonight."
"Good," Spot said, squeezing my hand. "And if ya need help, I'm right next door."
Eventually, my mom called me home for dinner. And over dinner, she started the conversation from hell.
"You've been spending an awful lot of time at the Conlon's house lately."
My face got red and my stomach tied in knots as she said that.
"Um..." was all I could get out.
"Why don't you invite him over her anymore?"
I sorta breathed a sigh of relief that she didn't suspect anything, but not for long, as I knew I had to tell her. I had promised Spot I would.
"Mom... uh, I have to tell you something."
"What is it, honey?"
My heart was racing as I tried to get it out.
"Um.. I.. uh.." It was now or never.. I had to say it! "I'm gay."
CRASH! She dropped the bowl of spaghetti she was holding, shattering the bowl into a million pieces and spilling the contents of it all over the floor.
"What did you just say?"
"Mom, I'm gay."
"Did you just say you're gay? And may I ask with whom?"
"Spot."
"SPOT? Holy fuck, My son is a FAG with our fuckin' next door neighbor!"
I cringed and almost broke down in tears when she said that. My own mother just called me that. It hurt more than I can say.
"Get out."
My head snapped up. "What?"
"You heard me. Pack your bags and LEAVE!"
"But.. you.. you can't.. I... where?.." I trailed off as I fought back tears.
"You know damn well how I feel about.. your.. 'kind'." She said, disgustedly. "I will NOT tolerate it under this roof!"
With all the strength I could manage, I turned and ran upstairs, collapsing in sobs on my bed. My mother, whom I had thought would love me unconditionally no matter what, had just kicked me out. Getting kicked out by your mother is the worst feeling in the world.
Eventually, I picked myself up and started packing. I made a bag of some clothes, photos, my favorite things in my room, money, and my school books. Then I slowly walked downstairs, where my mom was waiting.
"Key?" She said, holding out her hand.
I reluctantly reached into my pocket with shaking hands, and handed my key over to her.
"Good. There's the door. Go."
Slowly, I wiped a tear from my eye and walked out the door, into the snow. Once outside, I took one last look at my house, then started trudging through the snow. I knew exactly where I was going.
I walked up to Spot's front door, and hesitantly rang the bell. Mrs. Conlon answered.
"Why, hello Race. What's wrong?"
"She..she..kicked me out." I said, not being able to fight the tears in my eyes.
"Oh my god... I'm so sorry." She said, as she hugged me tightly.
"Can I stay here tonight?"
"Of course you can. Come on it. Make yourself at home. Spot's in his room."
I thanked her and walked upstairs. Spot's door was shut, but I could hear a Something Corporate song blasting. I knocked slightly.
"Come in."
I opened the door and walked in. Spot was lying on his bed, reading a magazine. When he saw me, he put the magazine down, and turned the music lower.
"Race! What brings you he-" He stopped as I dropped my bag on the floor, and his face paled. "She didn't.. She couldn't have..."
"She did." I said, plopping onto his bed, next to him.
"Wow... man, I'm sorry for pushin' ya ta tell her."
"Ain't your fault. It woulda happened sometime."
"Yeah, I guess. But I still feel bad. But I'll be here for you." He said, sliding closer to me, linking our hands together.
My heart skipped a beat as I felt a chill go up my spine when he linked our hands.
"Boy, am I glad you're here, Spot. I don't know what I would do without." I said, as I started to bawl. He let me cry on his shoulder.
That brings me to now. I'm in the Conlon's guest bedroom, lying in an unfamiliar bed, in an unfamiliar room, but in a familiar house, surrounded by people who truly love me for who I am.
I'm so lucky to have Spot right now.
-Racetrack
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A/N - *Squeals* I like how this came out! hehe...
Guess what? I CAN FINALLY REVIEW!! (lol some of ya prolly already know, since I reviewed your stories!) But yay! My computer is fixed!
A HUGE thank you to all my reviewers! 60 reviews! The most I've ever gotten for a story was 32! I love all of you!
*Shoutouts*
Lil' Italy: Aww! Thank you! I love you!
TakeOneLook: It's okay, I do that ALL the time (both not signing in and not reviewing for things... hehe) Thanks!
Strawberri Shake: Race is lucky, ain't he? Lol.. Bambi is EVIL! (In real like too! But not evil like that.. More like vampire evil...) Thanks for the review!
Snorts90: Thank you soo much!! I love you!
Nakaia Aidan-Sun: Sadly, I don't take AP. Sorta glad I didn't, cuz my friends hate doing the DBQ's... Thanks for the review!
Saturday: Hyperventilating! hehe :Virtual hugging back: love you! Thanks!
LiamsKitten: hehe they are sweet together! Race/Spot is soo cute! lol Thanks!
Poker: I kno ya didnt review (your computer is just like mine! lol) but ya told me it was good so that counts! hehe... thankies!
Okies, that's it... REVIEW TIME!
~Braids
Disclaimer: SLASH.. Don't like it? DON'T READ IT! I do not own Newsies or Race. I do own Hailey though...
A/N - Yay! Getting it up before I wanted to! .. okies, onto the story!
******************************
1/27/04
Hey again... Sorry I haven't written in like a week. But not much has happening anyway. Just normal school and shit like that.
Yesterday was another snow day. Another heavenly day in the snow and then hot chocolate at Spot's house. Luckily, my mom had to go to work, so I didn't have to deal with her bitching at me all day long.
I swear, I can't stand her sometimes! And I know eventually I will have to tell her, but I know she will completely flip out on me. Without a doubt, she is the biggest homophobe I know. Seriously, she is. One of her employees came out to the company, and she fired him! Of course, she fired him saying they had too many people employed, but I know the real reason. She told me! "No queer is gonna work for me!" she had said.
Okay, enough of me complaining about my madre.
School today... blah. It's the end of the marking period, so of course, they pile all the test on you the last week. I had a Calc test today, tomorrow I have an English test on Chaucer, and a Physics test on Thursday. Friday we have a history test, but it's Citta so I ain't worried. Luckily, we don't have midterms. I'd shoot myself if we did.
But the good thing is, by the looks of it, we will have another snow day tomorrow, seeing as it's already snowing pretty hard.
Ah shit, my mom's home and I didn't do everything I was supposed to do. Time for yet another fight!
-Racetrack
1/28/04
Snow day. -sarcastically- Whoop-di-frickin' do-dah-day. I almost wish we had school today... Cause it majorly sucked.
The day started out fine. I woke up again to Hailey's squeals, went outside with them, and hot chocolate at Spot's.. again.. Then there was the alone time with him in his room, snogging....(British words are fun to use ain't they... ANYWAY...)
While we were sitting around Spot's kitchen table, drinking the hot chocolate, Spot's mom asked me a question.
"Race, have you told your mom about you and Spot yet?"
I lowered my eyes, and said, "No... not yet, Mrs. Conlon."
"You should soon. She will love you no matter what. I know it."
"Yeah, Race, ya gotta tell her sooner or later. And sooner is better than later," Spot said.
"Okay, I'll tell her tonight."
"Good," Spot said, squeezing my hand. "And if ya need help, I'm right next door."
Eventually, my mom called me home for dinner. And over dinner, she started the conversation from hell.
"You've been spending an awful lot of time at the Conlon's house lately."
My face got red and my stomach tied in knots as she said that.
"Um..." was all I could get out.
"Why don't you invite him over her anymore?"
I sorta breathed a sigh of relief that she didn't suspect anything, but not for long, as I knew I had to tell her. I had promised Spot I would.
"Mom... uh, I have to tell you something."
"What is it, honey?"
My heart was racing as I tried to get it out.
"Um.. I.. uh.." It was now or never.. I had to say it! "I'm gay."
CRASH! She dropped the bowl of spaghetti she was holding, shattering the bowl into a million pieces and spilling the contents of it all over the floor.
"What did you just say?"
"Mom, I'm gay."
"Did you just say you're gay? And may I ask with whom?"
"Spot."
"SPOT? Holy fuck, My son is a FAG with our fuckin' next door neighbor!"
I cringed and almost broke down in tears when she said that. My own mother just called me that. It hurt more than I can say.
"Get out."
My head snapped up. "What?"
"You heard me. Pack your bags and LEAVE!"
"But.. you.. you can't.. I... where?.." I trailed off as I fought back tears.
"You know damn well how I feel about.. your.. 'kind'." She said, disgustedly. "I will NOT tolerate it under this roof!"
With all the strength I could manage, I turned and ran upstairs, collapsing in sobs on my bed. My mother, whom I had thought would love me unconditionally no matter what, had just kicked me out. Getting kicked out by your mother is the worst feeling in the world.
Eventually, I picked myself up and started packing. I made a bag of some clothes, photos, my favorite things in my room, money, and my school books. Then I slowly walked downstairs, where my mom was waiting.
"Key?" She said, holding out her hand.
I reluctantly reached into my pocket with shaking hands, and handed my key over to her.
"Good. There's the door. Go."
Slowly, I wiped a tear from my eye and walked out the door, into the snow. Once outside, I took one last look at my house, then started trudging through the snow. I knew exactly where I was going.
I walked up to Spot's front door, and hesitantly rang the bell. Mrs. Conlon answered.
"Why, hello Race. What's wrong?"
"She..she..kicked me out." I said, not being able to fight the tears in my eyes.
"Oh my god... I'm so sorry." She said, as she hugged me tightly.
"Can I stay here tonight?"
"Of course you can. Come on it. Make yourself at home. Spot's in his room."
I thanked her and walked upstairs. Spot's door was shut, but I could hear a Something Corporate song blasting. I knocked slightly.
"Come in."
I opened the door and walked in. Spot was lying on his bed, reading a magazine. When he saw me, he put the magazine down, and turned the music lower.
"Race! What brings you he-" He stopped as I dropped my bag on the floor, and his face paled. "She didn't.. She couldn't have..."
"She did." I said, plopping onto his bed, next to him.
"Wow... man, I'm sorry for pushin' ya ta tell her."
"Ain't your fault. It woulda happened sometime."
"Yeah, I guess. But I still feel bad. But I'll be here for you." He said, sliding closer to me, linking our hands together.
My heart skipped a beat as I felt a chill go up my spine when he linked our hands.
"Boy, am I glad you're here, Spot. I don't know what I would do without." I said, as I started to bawl. He let me cry on his shoulder.
That brings me to now. I'm in the Conlon's guest bedroom, lying in an unfamiliar bed, in an unfamiliar room, but in a familiar house, surrounded by people who truly love me for who I am.
I'm so lucky to have Spot right now.
-Racetrack
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A/N - *Squeals* I like how this came out! hehe...
Guess what? I CAN FINALLY REVIEW!! (lol some of ya prolly already know, since I reviewed your stories!) But yay! My computer is fixed!
A HUGE thank you to all my reviewers! 60 reviews! The most I've ever gotten for a story was 32! I love all of you!
*Shoutouts*
Lil' Italy: Aww! Thank you! I love you!
TakeOneLook: It's okay, I do that ALL the time (both not signing in and not reviewing for things... hehe) Thanks!
Strawberri Shake: Race is lucky, ain't he? Lol.. Bambi is EVIL! (In real like too! But not evil like that.. More like vampire evil...) Thanks for the review!
Snorts90: Thank you soo much!! I love you!
Nakaia Aidan-Sun: Sadly, I don't take AP. Sorta glad I didn't, cuz my friends hate doing the DBQ's... Thanks for the review!
Saturday: Hyperventilating! hehe :Virtual hugging back: love you! Thanks!
LiamsKitten: hehe they are sweet together! Race/Spot is soo cute! lol Thanks!
Poker: I kno ya didnt review (your computer is just like mine! lol) but ya told me it was good so that counts! hehe... thankies!
Okies, that's it... REVIEW TIME!
~Braids
