Coming out to your parents hadn’t gone well. Now here you were, on your girlfriend’s doorstep after having been kicked out. But you weren’t here to ask for a place to stay. You figured that if you broke up with her and forced yourself to be straight, your parents would take you back. You couldn’t live without them, but could you live without her?

The rain pelted down against your already soaked skin, the door of Kamari’s house practically taunting you. Luckily the rain hides your tears.