"To Have a Home"
Chapter 1: Homeless and Hopelessly in Love
"And don't you ever come back", my mother's voice still echoed in my head the words burning themselves into my mind.
I was still standing on my front porch unable to move my mother just kicked me out , and her reason being "Just because, I'm a vile faggot doesn't mean I get to act on it under her roof"
I wasn't really acting on it either. She has found my journal, that I hid inside my pillow case hoping for no one to ever read what in contains. In that old leather bound journal my life, thoughts, and feelings have been captured. The months I spent figuring out I was gay, coming out of the closet, and my most recent entry, which means the most to me and the reason for my mother's actions
"Is it a bad thing to fall in love with your best friend? I can't help it seeing my best friend is Kurt Hummel. He's the most beautiful person I have ever met inside and out. He's so kind and compassionate. He makes my stomach do little dance numbers when he's concentrating and his nose scrunches up. To think this only happened to me because, we met on the staircase at Dalton. I'm hopelessly in love with him, and I don't know what to do -Blaine"
"Get off my porch you devil spawn", my mother screamed . the words struck me hard and quickly I took off running , and the next thing I knew I was on the porch of a Mister Kurt Elizabeth Hummel.