You don't know what hatred is until you feel it against you. In many societies, bullying, discrimination and hatred are frowned upon. In some societies, they are welcome. That is the world that Kyle Docherty lives in...

The smell of stale ale, sweat and flatulance hung around the public house. Kyle sat there staring into the distance, his mind elsewhere. There was much movement and sound which blurred around him but he was truly alone. His separation from reality was suddenly spoilt by a rather chubby man.

"Oi, Kyle! Listen to this 'un. What does GAY stand for?" he cackled mercilessly.

Kyle shuddered and reluctantly replied, "What?"

"Got Aids Yet?" responded his antagonist. His cruel laughter overtook him and Kyle cringed. Every single day, he had to put up with this sort of idiocy.

Kyle was barely 17 years of age. He sat in a stylish shirt and jeans, accompanied by smart brown shoes. He looked entirely out of place with the rest of the punters. They all wore either rugby tops or football jerseys and the teststerone was flying uneasily around the room. The chubby man was his uncle.

"What the #!$^ is wrong with you?!" snided his uncle.

His stare was full of malice. He hated Kyle. Kyle was one of those queers that hanged around the theatre. The whole process of Kyle being in the pub with him was what he named "a removal of poof syndrome". Kyle returned the hatred towards his uncle.

Kyle took a sip of his pint of bitter supplied by his uncle. It was a horrible taste and burnt the back of his throat. His whole face revolted at the liquid moving down his neck.

"You a !@!!ing queer or what?! What the !$@& is wrong with bitter?! boomed his uncle so the whole room would hear. The humiliation was unbelievable.

"I'd prefer a cider, personally." mumbled Kyle. As soon as the words left his lips, he knew he said the wrong thing.

The entire room quietened in a second. Every regular stared at him and their glasses remained in their hands or on the table; nothing moved. Kyle's uncle's face turned crimson and there was fire building up in him.

"What the hell are you staring at?!" threatened the uncle. This defused the situation, well and truly.

Kyle had enough and couldn't stand it any more. The ignorance was too much. Without making eye contact to his uncle, Kyle stood up and walked out of the pub. Enough was enough.

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Kyle lives in a homophobic community. His father is ignorant, his uncle an idiot and the hatred is felt all around.

Kyle is confused about his sexuality but who does he go to? Will he fight his demons?

updated Dec 4 '10 by DanielMcLaughlin-TheFool