Oct 23, 2005 10:17
i had such high hopes for our evening. things did begin well. i had to work. did a little bit of crap. then went to get steve. we went to a stupid party. lame, but we made a friend. her name is tara. coolest chick i've met in a while. the three of us became best buds in moments. seeing as the party was completely lame and "g-thugged" out we decided to go to a bar.
our group consisted of meg, paul, amy, dan, tara, steve, and me. the bar that was picked... horrible. red neck mother fuckers every where. country blaring in the background. i was extremely uncomfortable. i was scared. apparently i had good reason. no one said anything until the end of the night. steve and i were trying to make a new friend, tracy. she was funny and nice and seemed like an alright kinda gal. well, her friend/boyfriend wasn't. steve didn't notice, busy talking to tracy.. but i was scoping the scene and shit was getting ugly. all i could hear in the background was "fucking faggot. i fucking hate them. gonna fucking choke a mother fucker." i knew it was time to leave. i grab steve and bolt for the door. i didn't exactly tell him right away why. he seemed a bit pissed that i left so quickly without another word.. so, i told him what was happening. he turned around. now listen, i'm not big on the whole backing down thing. i'm all about homosexual rights and advancement for future gay kids. but i will not allow steve to be a beaten gay man on a dirt road some where in hickville. just another sad story about how backwards this world is. i love this man. truly i do. and we could not take on a group of 5 or more boys. it just couldn't happen. so, i grabbed him again and basically dragged him to my car. i did my best to calm him down and we went to get coffee. he proceeded to pour his heart out to me. just telling me all these things that broke my heart. he cried and told me things that i've never had to experience. for a minute or two he was a gay nazi. i had to try my best to convince him that not all straight people are evil. he just wasn't having any of it. our night pretty much sucked.
i still feel sick right now. my stomach is in knots. it truly has shaken my faith in people. to see this boy, that i care for so much.. have to face this disrespect.. it's pathetic.