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"What's your point?" Jackson sat up straighter on the bed and looked directly at Liam with serious eyes. "I understand why we have to be careful, I really do. But sometimes I wish we could just be brave and stand up for ourselves and our relationship. I wish we could prove to the world that we deserve to be together and that we deserve to be happy. Gay relationships aren't some kind of disease or mental illness. Love between two men is exactly the same as love between a man and a woman. We should have the right to marry each other if we want to." Liam sighed heavily. "Well, you can try explaining that to our parents and see how well that goes over."

“The man my mother killed… was Maddox’s lover.” A wave of gasps rippled through the crowd like a shock. Then someone shouted from the back, “Wait. What? Are you saying he’s gay?” I smiled faintly, a hollow smile that didn’t reach my eyes. “Yes. He’s gay. Always has been. He just married my mother because he wanted to expose her and use her to find out everything she was hiding. And he did. He found out enough to ruin her.”

I was sliding down in process before hitting the cold floor and crying my heart out. It's my fault, all my fault. I should've known better. It was a one-sided love. How could I have possibly thought that he felt the same way towards me! I was so focused on loving him and our childhood memories that I forgot he has his own opinions, and maybe he didn't feel the same way. I am so stupid, in the end, I'm hurting. "Yes, I do remember you. I am David, the kid who used to work for you and your family 11 years ago, but I don't love you. I never did."

I had decided to wait for a while before I confront him or get rid of him as I dug a bit more but today, when he used his authority as a professor in the university to summon Al in his office I couldn't stand it. Even a blind person could see that he was in love with Al and he was doing all he could to carry favour with him and I wasn't going to take it lying down. All my life, I had never thought that I would ever fall in love because I knew I was gay ever since I could remember and being gay was and still is viewed as a weakness and is frowned upon. “A sissy can never rule or survive in our world" was a saying that people in my world say while laughing over beer or barbecue.

l uttered, as I ran a finger through my hair. “What sexuality?” she glanced at me. “In my bloodline, there have never been any gay and I can't be the black sheep amongst others,” l explained. She shook her head in disbelief. “And who says being a gay is a disease? Every humans have the right to love who they really want to, “ she breathed in “I believe those guys outside, just like you.. find love in a different way, and that doesn't mean that that they don't deserve to exist in this world or should be cast out of the lake of fire.”

"You know what I think?" "What?" "I think... Well, God is love right? What if the reason why lesbians, gays, transgenders, people like me how we are, is to teach other how to love? Without boundaries? Without limits? No matter what? That'd be smart right?" Paris was an atheist, but he decided to play along with the theory. "It'd be unfair to put them through all the pain then." "At least, they've got themselves. I think the LGBT group are the strongest family in the world. They seem to have their back more than most straight people do "

I sat next to Charlie every physics lesson, we'd never interact outside of these lessons but when we had them we'd get along swimmingly. Our sixth form was part of our high school, and I'd been out since year 7, so everyone knew I was gay and no one really had a problem with it. And by the time we'd gotten to sixth form as much as we were all horny teenage boys everyone was a lot more mature and accepting, including Charlie. In fact, Charlie loved asking me about the ins and outs of gay sex, everyone in my school did so I never really questioned it - that was until the day things escalated a bit further than normal.

"Why didn't you just come out? Why did you accept the bond? Why did you do this to me? Your alpha is gay. Did anyone kill him?” "I’m not gay, Hasima," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "I’m bisexual. I’ve been with women—a lot of them. I’ve been with men too. But Grey... Grey was my boyfriend long before you ever arrived. He was my first love. Emphasis on love. The only person I have ever loved in that way. Or would ever love. He’s not just 'some man.' He has my heart in a way that no one else ever has. It’s not about men. It’s about him."

"You're nothing but a gay!" My friends were upset with me because they did not expect I would refuse their "offer." Sometimes, I asked myself, am I really gay? But the other side of my brain told me I was not. I maybe don't like women, but the more that I don't like men either. I just wanted women to adore me because that could boost my male ego, but nothing more than that. I don't feel love or even sexual desire for them.

“What are you saying? Why did you have to lie to him like that?” “I just thought… he’d be happy knowing we’re a couple.” “Happy? What’s there to be happy about? He judged us.” “What are you talking about?” “You know how people in our society look at two guys being that close.” “Ethan… what’s going on with you? What are you even saying?” “I’m saying it right. Please don’t ever do that again.” “Do you hate gay couples?” “I don’t hate anyone. Love is the most beautiful thing in the world. It doesn’t care about age, religion, or gender. Wherever two hearts match, love finds its place.”