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I sit on my bed, listening to my parents in the living room. I take a deep breath.

"You're strong, you can do it. You love George, do it for him. He'll be so proud of you." I shake my head a little and walk into the living room. I can tell my parents can see my nerves, because they look really concerned.

"Hey Pip, what's up?" My dad smiles at me.

"I, I have something to, something to tell you." I stammer over every word.

"Ok?"

"Promise you won't get mad?" They both look at each other, before looking back at me with worried expressions. They nod slightly.

"I... I'm gay." The room went silent for a minute, before Dad burst into laughter.

"Alexander!" Mom socks him in the arm lightly, but that doesn't stop him. She turns to me.

"Thanks Pip. I'm glad you could tell us."

"What's so funny?"

"Phillip, I hate to break it to you, but we've known since you were 5." His laughter calms down a little, but doesn't stop. I give him a confused look. "Bud, even back then you were staring at guys butts and talking about your 'perfect husband.'" I blush furiously. Mom tries to cover up her smirk with her hand.

"Umm... I'm going to Eaker's so you can sort out your problems." I try to rush out the door, but I'm not fast enough.

"Use protection!" My dad yells just before I get out the door. I blush harder, mentally facepalming for him. I climb in my car and drive to my boyfriend's house.