"Hey faggot!"

Was all I heard in the grocery store at 1:46 am. I turned around subconsciously. I was the only one in the store. So who else would he be talking to.
When I turned around I saw a dude who looked like he walked out of the outsiders. I was a bit amused. But what the heck did he want with me, I'm just trying to buy some snacks. What's his deal. I didn't speak I just looked at him. He grinned at me. I had a bad feeling.

"See I was right. You turned around. You really are gay." He said suddenly with a decisive nod. I squinted my eyes, and like anyone as deep in denial as I was, I lashed out.

"You don't even know me. How can you just say something like that?!" I was offended. Who was this guy to decide that. Still he was smiling.

"I know you like dick. I've seen you around. You're so deep in the closet you've found Narnia." He said with a brief laugh. I was mad.

"Fuck you." I said I tried to walk past but he stopped me.

"Yeah I am pretty attractive aren't I? But naw, never, my baby momma would kill me." He said with a shrug.

Why was I just taking this? Who the hell was he.

I took a deep sigh and tried to be rational.

That's what my parents always told me when I was young. It really did calm me down. I just looked at him and gave him back the same smile he was giving me.

"I have a girlfriend, I don't need some greaser look alike telling me I'm gay. Because I'm not." I said finally rejecting everything he told me.

"Lying to yourself like usual X. Right? Let me tell you something..." For one second It felt natural that he knew my name, but at the same time it disturbed me. How did he even know it. Like what?

My name is X and I think I'm a pretty good person. I fit in, I'm nice, I do favors for people. So why was some asshole sitting right here trying to remind me why I'm pathetic? Why.

The truth is, I know I've liked men since about 16.

He was right. I was in the closet.

He was right and it offended me. I knew he was right.

No body wants to be gay.

The thoughts always race through my head when I even I think it's just okay.

What would I tell my mother? What would I tell my father?

My siblings? My grandmother, all of the people that I've interacted with this whole time.

It's almost like my whole world would end.

I was so convinced that no one would accept me.

It's not like how it is out here in movies and television.

Being gay gets you a lot of things you don't want. Things that make it harder to live just like everyone else.

I never wanted it. I knew I could never handle it. But still I felt this never ending guilt. Like I was lying to everyone I knew and loved.

But everyone thought so highly of me...how could I let them down with this.
Every time I brought Alia over for dinner, my parents were delighted. They proud. Because she was beautiful, and smart and we were compatible. We had alot in common literally.
A bit too much in common. I cared about her a lot. But, it wasn't love. I knew it would never be. I felt like I'd strung her along for these 3 years.

It only got worse for me these past years.

Finding someone that was in front of me that I actually liked.

His name was Zero.

To sum Zero up, he was a arrogant, self centered, tough guy, who had long beautiful blonde hair that I wanted to wrap my whole body in. I was infatuated. I seriously was. I didn't even know the guy that well. But, we've had the same core classes in college for a while now. Some how I always ended up running into him. It bothered me so much. I felt disgusting. First I'm lying to everyone I know and love and now I'm creeping on some dude that'll never like me back.

What's more I can't even talk to the guy all that well because well...I don't know... I'm just at a loss for words everytime I see him. It hurts. What was wrong with me. Why did I make myself seem like a idiot every time. I was stupid.

Finally getting out of my negative circle of thoughts I remember the stranger in front of me. I feel like I can't lie to him this time.

"You know what? You're right." I said.

"Good to know. Now you can do weird butt stuff with that other guy you like up in your class. Faggot." He said with a laugh.

"W-WHAT?!" I said about ready to crumble up into a ball and die. Who was this guy.

"Yep. So now that you admit it to yourself, you're gonna go around the whole store and tell everyone in here that you like dick." He said. I got wide eyed. Who was this guy?

"I-I...no!" I said all of a suddenly. The guy just grinned then he pulled out a knife. He walked closer. And I couldn't even move.

"You're gonna do it. It'll make you a better person. Now go. Or I'll cut you." He said still grinning. It was obvious that I was dealing with a psycopath. Good. Great. Gosh.

To make this short, there weren't alot of people in the store at 1 almost two in the morning.
This is the list of people that I told.

A sweet old lady.
A really cocky mexican guy.
A Black lady with 2 kids with her. (she hit me with a loaf of bread after I told her)
A guy I knew from college.
A dirty old man.
A soldier.
A nice white girl who squealed when I told her.
A Arab old dude, who looked at me like I was satan.
A redhead guy with a big scar on his face. He called me moe.
A really ugly girl who was pizza face.
Lastly a light skinned guy who told me that I should do me. I smiled.

After I was done I felt good I didn't know why. The guy who had once had the knife out, put it away I looked at him and he spoke.

"Wanna know why I made you do this? So that no matter who you tell it won't offend or surprise you. Well except your folks. But random people? Fuck them. You'll probably never see any of these people again. You told them and some of them were probably like "Ewww he likes it in the butt" but they couldn't do shit. Not even that lady who hit you with bread. You see?" He said.

Suddenly it all made sense.

"W-What's your name?" I asked suddenly.

"Blues." He said.

I blinked and he was gone.

As soon as I got home I called Alia and told her everything that had happened and everything I wanted to say for years.

She cried and hung up.

But as soon as she hung up,

Zero called.

I want to thank Blues.

END.

"I know you like dick."

Best line. I'm a genius. I'm the best writer in the universe.

*insert sarcasm here*A

Anyways look that this! We've got 4 more chapters til the bizzooooooooi is finished.

Hype right?

Tell me a character I should do a chapter for next. Maybe it'll be there. If it's suave enough.

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Annnnnnnnnnd GO!

-Froggy.