Icing on the Cake
Chapter One Hundred and Fifty-Three
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Will the discrimination ever end?
I thought as I was sitting in the waiting room with Mali. Will it ever end? Is this what our lives are destined to be like forever?
***FLASHBACK TO JUNE 2016***
We were on a short break between legs of the Sounds Live Feels Live tour. Calum and I were spending some time together, alone, and in private.
Calum was at the grocery store to get a few things for dinner, and I was starting to put dinner together. I turned on the TV to have some noise on in the background, and the news, international news, was one.
The headlines: Pulse Night Club Shooting in Orlando, Florida.
It was a gay night club and the shooter was thought to have been violently acting against the LGBT community.
So many people died. I think the news mentioned that it was the biggest terrorist attack on U.S. soil since September 11.
I saw all the victims, the interviews, the people crying in the streets. I saw all the pain that was inflicted because of this hate.
I wept. I fell to the floor and just started crying. I couldn’t stop. I cried for those that lost their lives, I cried for those that lost loved ones, and I cried for all the victims of hate in the world. The world is not a safe place to be.
And I knew that we had a target on our backs.
“What’s wrong?” Calum would ask me once he came home. I simply gestured towards the TV to indicate what was wrong.
Is this what it’s going to be like forever?
***END OF FLASHBACK***
Notes
Clearly I'm trying to use this platform to make a point.
My heart, Oof.
5/17/18