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It was one of those horrible days that Olly always dreaded, especially in recent weeks. He was incapable of going to training on the weekend, meaning he was stuck inside the house all day with his mother, sister and stepfather.
It wouldn't be bad, necessarily. Going back a few years, Olly wouldn't have cared if he had to spend the day inside with his stepfather, but in recent months, it was something of nightmares. Brice was a nice man, Olly knew that. He was kind, caring and always attempting to do the best for the family, even if Olly didn't appreciate it immediately. He made his mother, Marie, the happiest she had ever been since Olly's father's death, and Olly could see how content and satisfied she was with life nowadays.
Anyone who made his mother happy was a good guy. The only difficulty came when Olly began to see Brice differently. After having a fling with a boy at school, and recognising that he did begin to see boys in a new light, he would arrive home and see the handsomeness Brice possessed. He was pretty much perfect; flawless in Olly's eyes, and everything he was attracted to.
It was just a big misfortune that he was married to his mother, and that Olly himself was desperate to keep his growing homosexuality a secret. To hide it, he was often looking to find any way he could to spend time outside of the home, away from Brice, and to cope with the rising stress, had turned to drugs - nothing major, but something enough to help him simply cope.
But today, a bright, sunny Saturday in the middle of March, was one in which he was unable to find time away from his home. He was stuck inside, currently lounging on the couch in the living room as his little sister, Katarina, simply lazed about watching the TV in front of him. Of course, his mother wasn't best pleased with wasting the good weather inside, and it was when Olly heard the hushed talking between her and Brice that he shot a glare towards them. "I'm not going on a car journey to the stupid beach, no thanks. I'm alright just hanging out here, if it's all the same."
It wouldn't be bad, necessarily. Going back a few years, Olly wouldn't have cared if he had to spend the day inside with his stepfather, but in recent months, it was something of nightmares. Brice was a nice man, Olly knew that. He was kind, caring and always attempting to do the best for the family, even if Olly didn't appreciate it immediately. He made his mother, Marie, the happiest she had ever been since Olly's father's death, and Olly could see how content and satisfied she was with life nowadays.
Anyone who made his mother happy was a good guy. The only difficulty came when Olly began to see Brice differently. After having a fling with a boy at school, and recognising that he did begin to see boys in a new light, he would arrive home and see the handsomeness Brice possessed. He was pretty much perfect; flawless in Olly's eyes, and everything he was attracted to.
It was just a big misfortune that he was married to his mother, and that Olly himself was desperate to keep his growing homosexuality a secret. To hide it, he was often looking to find any way he could to spend time outside of the home, away from Brice, and to cope with the rising stress, had turned to drugs - nothing major, but something enough to help him simply cope.
But today, a bright, sunny Saturday in the middle of March, was one in which he was unable to find time away from his home. He was stuck inside, currently lounging on the couch in the living room as his little sister, Katarina, simply lazed about watching the TV in front of him. Of course, his mother wasn't best pleased with wasting the good weather inside, and it was when Olly heard the hushed talking between her and Brice that he shot a glare towards them. "I'm not going on a car journey to the stupid beach, no thanks. I'm alright just hanging out here, if it's all the same."