Hey everyone :) now that my story 'Unlikely Romance' is almost over, I decided to make this one. I hope you enjoy and please read the note at the bottom.

Max's fragile body shook, he didn't know if he could take his dad's reaction. But it was too late to back out now, he supposed.

"I'm gay, Dad." He closed his eyes once he said it, not wanting to see his dad's face, not wanting to hear his dad's reaction. He really just wanted to flash out of there and forget that this ever happened.

Jerry's face turned to confusion. "You're…" His words were echoey and distant in Max's ears. He didn't want to hear his dad say it. "Gay." Max finished for him.

Jerry stood still for a moment before his face of confusion turned to one of anger. "You're gay!"

Max's body trembled. He knew his dad would react like this. "You're a faggot!" He breathed the words slowly, paining Max even more.

Jerry's emotions started to take control of him and he chuckled, though not amused at all. "You're gay. You're gay. Where did I go wrong?" He threw his hands in the air miserably, then he shook his head. "No. This isn't my fault. This is your fault." He pointed an accusing finger at Max's face. He was still yelling pretty loudly, and Max was terrified beyond words.

But he had to show his dad how he felt. No matter the consequences. "You think I want to be gay?" He paused for a moment. "Hell no! But I am, and I'm sorry you had to find out like this but it's the truth." Max was in tears. "I'm still the same person." He said the last line weakly, choking on his tears.

Jerry shook his head. "I don't care what the hell you think! You chose to be gay, and I'm not okay with that. I hate you; I don't want you to live under my roof anymore. Pack your bags and move out. Now."

Okay, let me back up. You're probably wondering how the hell any of this even happened. And to be honest, the story probably won't make sense to you unless I tell you. So let me start at the beginning.

Max was sitting in his 11th grade trigonometry class, bored out of his mind. He was checking out the guy a few seats to the left of him. Man, he would tap that…

"Mr. Russo?" Mr. Fergus glared over at Max before Max straightened up. "I'd appreciate it if you would pay attention to my lesson." The class snickered and Max slightly blushed.

"Oh, right. Sorry Mr. Fergus." Mr. Fergus sighed and rolled his eyes before continuing his speech. Max naturally zoned out of it and started thinking again.

It sucked to be gay. Like, really bad. He couldn't tell anyone how he felt, because they would all judge him for it. He could check out guys as much as he wanted but he never had a chance with them. At least straight guys had a chance with the girls they daydreamed about. Max would never have a chance.

Plus, his whole family was pretty churchy, and were completely anti-gay. Max had to pretend like he was anti-gay too in order to keep up his act. But here's what Max decided.

He didn't want to be gay. He would give literally anything to not be gay. It wasn't a choice, it was just the way he was. His family and most of the world didn't seem to realize that.

That's why he would never tell anyone, ever. He loved his family, but he didn't know if they would love him if he told them he was gay.

He could never be himself; his whole life was basically an act.

Max was still thinking when a loud voice boomed over the intercom.

"Please send Max Russo to the office." The whole class oohed.

"What'd you do this time?" His best friend Randy smirked at him. Max punched him in the arm before smirking. It was true. Recently, Max had been getting into a lot of trouble. It was just hard dealing with the fact that he was gay and he couldn't change it.

"I'm not sure. I guess I'll find out." If Max had to come out of the closet to anyone, it would be Randy. He thought Randy would still accept him, but he wasn't willing to take the chance.

Max walked down towards the office, and was surprised to see his father there along with Alex and Justin.

Justin had recently moved out to a small apartment. It was about thirty minutes away for the Russo's house. Alex still lived at home.

"Guys, what are you doing here?" He turned to Justin. "Aren't you supposed to be at college?" Then he noticed everyone had tear stained faces. "Guys? What's going on? Why are you all here?"

No one answered him for a few moments until his father cleared his throat. "Your Mom was in—" He stopped and started crying again. Alex looked at Max. "Mom died in a car accident Max." Max stood frozen for a moment trying to let it sink in. His mom died in a car accident.

No. That didn't make sense. How could she have died? He just saw her yesterday. She made spaghetti for dinner and they had chocolate ice cream for dessert. She asked him how his day at school was and he said it was fine. She made him wear a jacket when he went on a walk…

But they weren't kidding. They were all a mess again and tears were streaming down all of their faces. It was true. Max's mom was dead.

My mom is dead… Max thought, and then he burst out crying. He stood there crying and crying with the rest of his family. Justin wrapped him in a hug, and Alex and Jerry joined in. They were hugging and crying for awhile until they heard the bell ring.

They slowly drifted apart, not wanting to, but knowing they had to.

"I'll see you when you get home, okay Max?" Alex quickly wiped away a tear off her face.

"Yeah, I'll be there too Max." Justin was trying to be tough but you could tell he was about to lose it.

"Okay guys." Max walked away and hurried to the boys' bathroom. He looked in the mirror. He looked like a wreck.

He fixed himself up a little bit and headed to his next class.

Randy sat down next to him. "Hey, what was that about, man? You were gone for awhile."

Max shook his head. He couldn't talk about it right then. "I'll tell you later Randy."

Randy was still curious but nodded, understanding Max was not in the mood.

Max hurried home to sulk in his bed. Not only was he gay, like that wasn't problem enough, but his mom had died too. His life was just fantastic.

Okay, so here's the deal. I'm a gay, in the closet guy. I am Max. I mean, not literally of course but in the story he kinda represents me if you know what I mean. My mom isn't dead, thankfully. I added that to add to the drama. But I am gay and am scared of telling anyone for fear of them not loving me anymore. So yeah, I'm hoping I'll have the courage someday to tell people I'm gay, but I really don't know. I want this story to be an inspiration to people. So here's what I'm going to do. If you're in a position like me, these are some songs that have helped me get through it all. The song this time is "People Like Us" by Kelly Clarkson. Anyways, feel free to leave a review. I'll update soon.