Status: Edited

// Ponyboy's Pov //

Daniel thought it would be a good idea if we stayed at his apartment while my brothers were gone on their trip thing. I agreed of course and instantly went to pack my bags. I don't have much clothes to begin with but I still packed what I had. Afterwards, we walked to Daniel's and he let me place my stuff onto the couch for now. We'll figure out sleeping arrangements later.

He sits on the couch where there is room and I do the same. I look at him and stare for a moment as he was doing the same. After a minute he looks down and his cheeks turn a shade of pink. I smile lightly and look away, staring at the wall. He clears his throat and I turn to look at him again.

"So. . . What do you want to do," he asks.

"I-i don't know, what do you have in mind," I say, fidgeting around the couch slightly.

"Well, i don't know what to do. It's not like I have tje money to go anywhere right now but I guess we could go somewhere if you'd like," he says softly.

"I happen to know a cheap movie place here in town. I heard that they were playing a horror movie tonight. Maybe you would be interested enough to go. . ."

"Yeah. . . That sounds. . . Nice. I haven't been to a theater in such a long time. Last time I went was with my parents," he says smiling.

"Where are your parents now?"

"I honestly don't know. I was sent off and I haven't heard from them since," he says sadly.

(A/n) I actually have no idea what happened to Daniel's parents so my apologies

"Well at least you still have your parents. I do not have mine anymore," I say sadly.

"If I may ask? What ever happened to them?"

"They died in an auto wreck less than a year ago. So now it's just my brothers and i. Without them, I don't have anyone else."

Daniel moves over on the couch slightly and wraps an arm around my shoulder. I smile lightly at him. He pulls away to my disliking and places his hands into his lap. I sigh and look down, fiddling with my fingers. He gets up and walks down the hall to a different room and I hear the door close.

Was it that awkward when he hugged me? Is it bad that I liked it, I like him being around me? My brothers told me that liking another boy was wrong, that it wasn't right. I know that it's not normal but I can't help the way I am. . . My brothers don't know about this but I'm bisexual, I like both genders.

Daniel could never like a person like me. . . I'm just a no good, dirty fag. If he or my brothers finds out about me, I could get thrown out of my house and lose everyone I care about. I could lose Daniel. . . I've only known him for a few months but I don't care.

I can't help that I fell for the good looking boy. He's just. . . really funny and kind. His eyes are what get me though, every time. His eyes are filled with wonder and happiness. He's something I can't have because people say it isn't right.

You know what? To hell with people and what they think about people like me. We don't choose to be the way we are but why can't why accept us? We're not any different just because of who we like. So what if I'm bisexual, I lean towards boys more though.

I'm different and I'm proud of who I am. . . I just wish that people were okay with who I am. It hurts to know people hate you for who you are. School was awful, this senior boy found out about me and news spread throughout the school. That year I almost ended it because the names were so bad. . .

They hurt me and called me names. I got locked into the janitors closet and left there till after school when the janitor found me. Other students knew what was happening and didn't bother tell a soul that I was getting hurt for being who I was. Now at school, I eat outside and sit in the back of the room. People say that they don't wanna be seen with me because of me being. . . different.

Minutes later Daniel walks back into the room and kneels in front of me. I stare at him questioningly until I know why he's there. I feel tears stream down my face and I wipe them away. I don't even know why I'm crying, I don't have any reason to. He grabs his arms around me and I bury my head into his shoulder.

I don't ever want to lose Daniel, but I might just because of me being a freak. Maybe he thinks that I'm a freak and doesn't want to be near me, he pities me. . . Were all the friends I had fake? They only pities me for being poor and my parents dying? I don't want fake friends, I want real friends.

He lets me go and stands up, sitting on the other side of the couch. I wipe away any stray tears and look away. I'm weak and I'm a crybaby. I'm a no good dirty fag. No one cares about who you really are, you'd be better off dead.

No one needs you around anymore. Your brothers don't like you at all. Daniel doesn't like you, he's just friends with you because your Soda's little brother and he pities you. Stop being a baby. . . Daniel doesn't need to deal with you acting like this. Stop acting weak, be strong.

I pull my knees into my chest and bury my face. It's dead silent and I honestly don't like it being so quiet. It makes me feel alone. . . I'm not alone though. If it wasn't for Daniel, I'd be dead and gone and no one would miss me. . .

// Authors Note //

Well then, that was depressing to write. I'm sorry for the slang words I don't like using them but I did for the story. If I offended you I apologise for it. I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. I'll see you all soon.

Till then,

~ Stay Gold