So, there's this boy I've been friends with since 2022, but we stopped talking for a while and got back together in the second half of 2025. He became handsome, and he used to flirt with me jokingly, and I would flirt back. And things escalated, until he started liking a friend of mine, they didn't work out, and he got very sad, and invited me to his house the next day. We did intimate things, And since then our relationship has become even closer, and more intimate, friends with benefits.
Until, a few weeks ago, he started acting very affectionate with me, saying that he loves me, that he's my best friend, that he wants me in his life forever, etc. Last Thursday he said he thought he liked me and that he was bi. I'd never fallen in love with him before because I was afraid of getting hurt, so I got a green light and let myself go. On Sunday I went to his house, we did more intimate things, and we kissed for the first time, many times, it was very good. We talked about spending our whole lives together, about starting to date, etc (We were more like starting to date, I exaggerated in the title). But when I left, his mother started putting a lot of pressure on him about grades, college entrance exams, etc., she took his cell phone and everything, so on Tuesday he left class early. He didn't know he was going out, so I messaged him, he never replied, but eventually it showed up as seen.
I was worried all day, then the next day I arrived at school and they said his mother had changed his class. I tried to talk to him and he said he would talk to me later. Then during recess I tried to hug him, but he put his arm in front so I couldn't hug him and said he'd talk to me later, so I got sad, and then there was the inauguration of the outdoor gym at my Catholic school, It was a torturous two-hour mass, with hundreds of students there, and I was desperate while my friends comforted me. Then when it was over I asked him if we were going to have lunch together like usual, and he said no. That's when I really got sad, I confided in my friend, and one of our friends called me and explained the situation.
His mother read our conversations and forbade him from speaking to me, even threatening to make him go live with his father, plant a voice recorder in his clothes, take him out of school, etc., if he continued talking to me, He had written me a little letter. I read it, in short it said for us to forget everything we had, he said that maybe we could be friends in a few years, He told me not to tell anyone, and that he was actually straight and that I was just an outlet for his problems.. I cried SO MUCH, I couldn't watch the afternoon class, I spent a whole hour at the psychologist's office, he was my best friend before we almost started dating. Then I wrote a letter back because the psychologist suggested it, saying that if that's really what he wanted I understand, and that I love him very much, that he inspires me, etc.
Then at the end of class he came to talk to me(?), asked if I was okay, and then went to read my letter in the bathroom. I didn't know his reaction at the time because I went back home. Back home I talked to my mother, she was very supportive, and I felt much better after that. Today I read the letter he wrote in response; he said he was crying, that he realized I didn't really "manipulate him into being gay," and that he still wants me in his life as a friend (but hidden from his mother), etc. We talked the whole first recess, we resolved things, he hugged me. And we talked again during the second recess, and at the end of the day too. We're okay now, but he can't talk to me outside of school because his mother took EVERYTHING. Cell phone, laptop, etc.