Love At War

Being gay is like a crime to society. Because being gay is full of discrimination, they will judge you on every step you take. So I choose to be closeted gay, hiding my true self just to make them comfortable to be with me. I admit that I'm a people pleaser. Everything that I do should be on the good side of others. Growing up, my parents ignored me, because they didn't plan to be born. They had me when they were only 16. My mother didn't take care of me when I was young. She was always working. My dad was not in the picture, I grew up without him by my side. I mostly grew up with my maternal grandmother. She is so different from my mom. My grandmother is loving and always there for me. She is the only person who knew about my gender preference. But when I was 14, she died due to pancreatic cancer. Growing up, I didn't have friends because they always teased me about not having a father and my mother didn't love me. Because of that, I used to cry to my grandmother about the teasing from the other children. She always tells me that my mother loves me. She is just working for my future. When I was in high school, I met a guy who made me know about my gender preference, that I was gay. He is also the reason why I hide by gender. And this is my story about loving a guy even though society disagrees. From being schoolmates to friends, we became friends because of unpredictable moments. From being friends to lovers, while being friends we develop some feelings for each other. From being lovers to strangers, we broke up and moved far away from each other. ....... @DISCLAIMER THIS STORY IS ONLY FICTIONAL AND NOT REAL. SORRY FOR THE WRONG GRAMMAR.