Gregory
Are you a faggot?
Are you a faggot?
The question bounced around in my head like some kind of 90s PC screen saver. I could not believe my ears! What was wrong with this child!?
Those three words.
That one question.
How could Frank ask his father that question using that term? In the 21st century people still called others faggots? Honestly, did he not feel any one of guilt?
Before I could stop myself I had pulled Marcus behind me and had thrown a punch at Frank's face. I was angry on behalf of my mate especially when I felt all the sadness rolling in his hurt. Frank had hurt my mate and I did not care that he was his son.
"Never speak to your father like that, ever! Especially not in front of me." I gritted from between my teeth, I don't think I have ever been this angry be
