| Felipe was... different. But in the worst way possible.
As the tightrope walker, you would this he would constantly be in the state of concentration... you would be dead wrong. Everyday, before he'd get onto his stage, he's always have invasive thoughts. He never knew why... but he wanted them gone. He refused to accept what had been given to him. Felipe hated himself.
Felipe hated the fact he was gay.
Every night, those invasive thoughts would get worse, specifically in his dreams. He'd wake up in a cold sweat, and in complete tears. He'd be in the cycle of disbelief, and anger. Which, would explain how he treated everyone. Felipe acted very poorly towards everyone, especially grown men... even to the point he'd be repulsed by looking at them... for the same reason why someone would be attracted.
He was repulsed that he was attracted.
But, the one fateful day... he would make a grave mistake.
As a stunt person, Felipe did find ways to make himself concentrate. One of those ways, was removing the net under his tightrope as he practiced, so that if he fell, it would be to his death. He knew that the thought of death definitely trumped the ideas of men in his head. So, that's what he concentrated on. Only for that mindset to stay when the act came on, regardless of a net under him.
'Don't die. Don't look down. Don't look back. And don't turn around.'
As that fateful practice finished successfully, he had finally met... him. He... wasn't repulsed? He wasn't disgusted? But... a bit opposite. Because he knew this man. He knew who he was.
This man, was Malique, the ringleader.
Felipe knew he loved him... and for once, he wasn't repulsed! He was actually happy. Felipe trusted this man, and knew he would never get hurt by him. So, he knew after his performance, he'd finally tell him. Felipe had finally accepted it.
Felipe accepted he was gay.
...but within halfway in, he would know, he regretted it. Looking out into the crowd, he would see Malique. His cheeks would be pink at the sight of him. His heart would flutter for him... only to shatter at the sight of... well...
Malique trying to woo Mary.
Within that moment, he stopped. Balancing on his tightrope, staring at the altercation happen. He... he could believe it. He was shattered. He was heartbroken.
Seeing that made him lose his focus. Everything he worked for, he failed. But, with the safety net at the bottom, he'd be safe, right? Wrong.
The net snapped, due to its improper placement prior to that act, due to lack of focus... thanks to Felipe thinking of what he would say to Malique.
His heart shattered. As did his back. And neck.
Felipe was dead on impact. Not before the words thats left his lips were said...
"I'm sorry I ever loved you."