Alvin knew something like this would happen. Rejection, frustration, people would judge you for being you, they'd force their ideals at you. He stared at his shaking hand as he walked out of the coffee shop. He felt like eyes were burning on his back, looking at him like he was an abnormality, an aberration, not part of the norm.
Many questions ran through his head - What will Rick's dad do? What would Rick do? What will my parents say? What would my dad say? He remembered the way his mom looked at him with dejection. What should I do? Should we keep up with this relationship that our parents obviously didn't want to happen? Rick's the first born, I'm an only child, and the fact that we both were exploring our sexuality would disappointment both our families. I knew it the moment I
