Who You Are.

David's eyes roamed around the large room, his bruised body taking everything in. He stood in a corner, his luggage in front of him. He had been dragged to some type of Jesus Camp, a place where his sexuality was supposed to be "converted." He had to be dragged to the airport, kicking and screaming like a seven year old boy, even though he was seventeen. David knew he always has been and always will be gay. His parents shipping him off wouldn't do a damn thing.

"Are you David?" Someone's deep voice asked.

David is looked up and nervously nodded. Usually, David was a popular, outgoing guy. But, not now. Now, he was shaking. He was certain he'd be judged. You see, David is seventeen but, he's very small. He was only five feet tall and weighed about ninety pounds. His size was partially genes and partially because of his long history with eating disorders.

"I'm Tony, just uh, follow me and I'll explain what goes on here when we get to our condo," Tony said, helping David carry his bags, "Nervous?"

"I want to go home." He shrugged, forgetting about the bruise on his shoulder.

"It's not that awful, trust me." Tony smiled, "I swear on my life. How old are you?"

"Seventeen." David murmured as Tony unlocked the door to their condo.

"Nice, I'm twenty eight."

The "condo" was a decent size. It had one large bedroom with two beds upstairs and a kitchen, living room and bathroom downstairs.

David suddenly felt the overwhelming urge to cry but, he held it together.

"So, you're probably thinking I'm going to try to change your sexuality or some shit, that's what I'm getting paid to do but, I'm not doing that. I think it's stupid. Be who you are. I'm gay as fuck, but I've tricked people into thinking I'm not. I'll teach you how to do that. The only "rule" is to be nice to me, cause you're stuck with me for three months." Tony smiled.

David nodded and sat on the leather couch, pulling his knees to his chest, still trying not to cry. All he wanted was to go to parties with his friends. He just wanted to go home and sleep in his own bed. Most of all, he just wanted his Mom.

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