I step out of the car and tell Matt to stay in the garage in fear of what could be inside the house. I slowly walk through the door into the kitchen where I quietly open a cabinet with a hidden baseball bat in it. I always keep it in the cabinet for circumstances just like this.
I walk through the kitchen and round the corner where I am startled by my parents sitting on the couch across the coffee table from a young lady. I have never met this lady before but her face makes her seem nice.
I put the baseball bat down in realization that everything is okay, I turn towards the kitchen and call out to the garage "MATT. EVERYTHING IS FINE YOU CAN COME IN NOW". Turning my head was a big mistake because my mom saw my new earrings.
"What in god's good earth is that thing doing in your ear? And why are you dressed like some stripper?" my mom blurted out.
My dad chimed in and said "yes son. I don't give you money to spent on stupid things that only girls wear."
"For your information dad, earrings aren't just for girls. And mom, I'm a big kid, I can make my own choices. And this is workout gear. I was on my way to the gym when I realized I left my membership card here. I have a trainer that I need to get back to so I'm afraid I'm going to have to cut whatever this is short." I replied.
Then Matt came around the corner and my mom's jaw immediately dropped when she saw the pride shirt. She jumped out of her seat and pulled me off to the side and angrily whispered "Who is that man? And why is he wearing a shirt of the devil? Is he a faggot?"
"No mom. That's all they had at the store. His clothes got stolen so we quickly had to buy him a shirt and that's all we could find." I quickly replied.
"Oh good. Because if he was you can't be associated with him. But anyways you can't leave. Me and your father have someone we want you to meet." She said as she pulled me back to the couches.
"This is Amanda. She's very nice. And as you can see very pretty" at this Amanda began to blush.Then she whispered in my ear, "We want you to take her out on a date. And none of this excuses business. Not only are you going to date Amanda but someday you will marry her."
My heart dropped. My parents were going to force me to eventually marry this girl. First of all I don't even know her. And second of all I'M FUCKING GAY. I can't do this. My parents are always trying to set me up with girls but they've never taken it this far.
At that moment I only had one thought. I have to come out. That's the only way I'll get out of this. But if I come out I'll be cut off and won't be able to pay for college or this house. Before I come out I need to move all the money from my trust fund into a private account. One that my dad can't touch.
"Can I take her out later. Because I've already eaten and me and Matt really have to get to the gym. I'll be back. I promise." I said as I gave my mom a kiss on the cheek knowing it'll probably be the last one I ever give her.
"Oh Matt can you take Rose outside and make sure she goes potty. Then I'll call you back inside when I'm ready."
"Sure thing. Nice to meet you mr and mrs Peterson." He said as he shook each of their hand and called for Rose to go outside.
I have been keeping a folder of phone numbers to call in case I did have to suddenly transfer all my money to another account. I grab all the numbers and stuff them into a backpack. I also put some sweats on over my shorts to make my mom happy one last time.
I head downstairs and call for Matt. I give my parents a hug and apologize to Amanda for having to leave after just getting home. Matt come in and we head for the garage. I start to pull out of the garage when my mom stops me.
"You better be home by 5. We won't let Amanda wait forever. You must make a good impression" she called out to me over the sound of the car engine.
"What was that about? And what trainer were you talking about?" Matt asked
"My parents are gonna try to force me to marry that girl. But I'm not going to so I'm going to come out to them. But first I need to take care of financial issues so I can support myself." I answer.
"Like what?"
"I have to hide my trust fund money in a different account. Don't worry. It's not illegal. Trust me I've looked. I've hired a lawyer for just this purpose. But that's where we're going right now." I told him.