It was a tiring day for Kyle, coming back from school that day. He hadn't seen tom or David anywhere. Thank God David didn't show his ass at school or he was gonna give him a hell of a beat. He didn't know where Tom was. He had seen Jamal that day. He just said " I don't think David really meant what he said, I think he was jus fuckin around." "ye well what would you know about being a christian with gay grandparents who actually seem to be better people than most other adults?" Kyle replied back. "I don't think it's that simple" Jamal said back, against the backdrop of the chilling air. "I mean, All our parents are relative dicks to us, Toms parents are divorced and hate each other, but not as much as Davids parents hate each other even though the quote on quote "stay together for the kids""."yeah, I guess you're right dude, God bless yo ass!". "Y tu" he threw his words precisely at Kyle, now walking across the courtyard, like a darts player in an intense yet somehow casual heat.
Kyle opened the door, exhausted from running back home and began to soak the dishes. "Here" said a fatherly shadow, opening from the hallway. "Let me do them."
"Thank you, I was really exhausted from school today you know-" his sentence cut dry in front of him. Remember to clean the bottom of the plate next time" he lared a blue eye at his. "Ye. I was about to get that but you took over-". "And look at the dishes in this rinse pile! He yelled abruptly in an all too familiar agitated, manly tone. "Does this look clean to you!" he shoved the dish in his face "sure as hell doesn't to me!" he snapped at his face. "No" Kyle said meekly "but I usually rinse them a whole ton on that part of it-" "DOES ANYTHING I SAY MEAN ANYTHING TO YOU?!" he burst. "JUST PICTURE IT IN YOUR HEAD. LIVING YOUR DUMBASS ROOM WITH YOUR PRESCIOS SONIC AND MARIO AND KLANOA GAMES LIKE A FUCKING MANCHILD NOT PAYING ATTENTION TO ANYTHING. EVERY TIME YOU DO THE DISH WE DO THIS!" Kyle could feel tears well up for the millionth time since he was a child, yearning for a time that he could speak for himself in court. But he was just a child. A stupid, dumbass child that only cared about his videogames and useless shit like that. "WHY DON"T YOU JUST BE NORMAL! WHY CAN YOU NEVER FOCUS ON ANYTHING BUT YOUR FUCKING YOUTUBE AND THOSE SNOWSHOVELING AND CROSSWALK GUARD JOBS! ARE YOU DUMB?! YOUR NOT AUTISTIC SO WHY ARE YOU ACTING LIKE I-"
"Well maybe I am" Kyle finally spoke up for himself, holding back tears. He wasn't going to let his fathers perception of him rule him anymore. His dad, or more accurately, stepdad, stared at him, red cheeked, eyes wide, and ready to explode. "I've shown a lot of the signs from early childhood-. "No, autistic people behave differently than you, you are not autistic- "IT'S MY TURN TO SPEAK! EVER HEARD OF THE SPECTRUM DAD? HOW DIFFERENT PEOPLE HAVE DIFFERENT SYMPTOMS? Kyle busted out his king of vocal cords in this game of hierarchical chess. "YOU DARE SPEAK BACK TO YOUR FA-" "NO! IT'S MY TURN TO SPEAK AFTER ALL THESE YEARS! LOOK UNDER MY MATTRESS AND YOU WILL FIND A 15 PAGE ESSAY SUPPORTING THIS SO CALLED RIDICULOUS CLAIM!" His father looked at the bear he had been poking for so many years, now out of hibernation. Kyle, now sobbing to no one who would even consider it his way. "YOU ALWAYS WANT ME TO DO THINGS YOUR WAY! TO BE ATTRACTIVE TO THE CHICKS AT SCHOOL, TO KNOW ALL THE MAKES AND MODELS OF ALL THE CARS, TO STOP HANGING OUT WITH THOSE WEIRD GAY FRIENDS, STOP LOVING THOSE WEIRD GAY GRANDPARENTS. YOU NEVER WANT TO LEARN HOW TO BURN CDS, OR CODE PYTHON, OR EVEN LOOK AT WHAT'S IN THE VIDEO GAME STORE! I WOULD BE MORE THAN HAPPY TO HANG OUT WITH YOU IF YOU WOULD WANT TO HANG OUT WITH ME OR EVEN STOP FORCING ME TO CONFORM TO YOUR BEING! His dismembered father, still trying to regain some semblance of ownership of the boy sternly sputtered "your not lie-" I'M LEAVING!" Spat kyle as the door to the apartment slammed.
He felt the weight lifted as the stop button clicked down on his primitive audio recorder. The lord says that you shall honor your father and mother.
He wasn't his real father.
You should not honor sin.
