in love with a pornstar (modern au fanfic LAMS)

chapter 53

a/n: i am so sorry about leaving this book in the dust for months. it's back up for good now, and i'm glad that some of you guys are still interested in this book and that you're still reading it. have a good day, ly guys <3

third person

"john? john? john, c'mon, you gotta help me!" henry shouts.

he unbuckles his seatbelt and goes to climb out of the car but he couldn't move his bottom half. john's heart dropped to his stomach. henry was paralyzed.

"i- -," john stammered. "i don't know if i want to help you."

henry growls, tears flowing down his face.

"please, i can't move my legs, don't let our petty differences get in the way of saving me, you forgive me, right, son?"

john looks at the man who used to hit him for crying, the man that forced him to read bible verses when he came out as gay, the man that left him and tried to come back into his life, only to ruin it. john scanned henry's face, watching as blood dripped down his forehead like rain on a windowpane.

"i don't forgive you." john whispers.

"what, jack?" henry spat.

"i said, 'i don't forgive you'."

henry screamed in agony as he tried to lift his legs, he started screaming about his back.

"jack, we don't have time for this, please help your father!" henry cried.

john looked at the man who tried to call himself a father. he gripped at his hair and began hyperventilating as he walked i'm a circle. he could hear sirens closing in on the distance, someone must've called emergency services. john could hear henry screaming in the background, but he couldn't focus on anything other than the fact that he could leave henry to suffer or save him. he turned to the side and saw the other car in the grassy area, completely obliterated. he turned around and still saw alexander, maria, and peggy sitting in maria's car. he locked eyes with all three of them before averting his gaze back to his father.

"you're anything but my father," john spits. "you used to hit me, you would hit my mother, you would look at me like i was a fucking mistake. i don't forgive you, i can't forgive you. you have caused me so much trauma, so much anxiety, so my TROUBLE. you did this to yourself, henry. your ignorant friends chased me and my friends down the highway at seven am because of you. you paralyzed yourself. i couldn't even help you if i wanted to," john takes a deep breath through his nose.

he could smell something that was getting stronger and stronger by the minute.

gasoline was leaking out of both cars.

john could hear sirens ringing in his ears.

he had to make a decision.

henry looked at john, a menacing look on his face. he wasn't vulnerable. he seemed angry. livid, actually.

henry lifted his arm, grabbing a cigarette and a bottle of alcohol from the glove compartment.

"what are you doing," john spat, it didn't even come out sounding like a question.

henry chuckled, grabbing his lighter. he lit his cigarette and placed it in his mouth.

john put two and two together.

he took a step back.

"don't you fucking dare," john heaved. "don't fucking do it!"

henry looked at his son, blinking slowly. "it's all your fault. you had your chance,"

henry blew smoke out of his mouth and eyed john up and down. he took a swig from the bottle and poured it on the dashboard.

my regards to eleanor, you hear me?" henry took one more breath before chuckling.

"bye, son."

john watched as henry flicked on his lighter and tossed it at the dashboard.

the front of the car went up in flames.

john screamed.

alex jumped out of the car, running to john's aid.

alexander dragged john back, both of them tumbling backwards.

the two girls in the car gasped, watching as henry's car covered itself in flames.

john screamed in agony, alexander keeping a protective arm around his waist.

they didn't even notice two firemen grab them and take them to the back of an ambulance.

"what's your name?" a lady directed this question at laurens.

john sobbed incoherently, looking towards alexander.

"his name is john laurens."

"age?"

the string of questions continued, alex answering for his significant other. a few minutes went by. cops had questioned them, coming to the conclusion that the crash wasn't their fault. people who worked for the biohazard unit walked by with a body under a white bag, looking at john with sympathy. john averted his gaze, burying his head into alex's neck. suddenly, feminine screams could be heard. john turned his head, he saw his mom running full force at him.

"o, my baby, are you hurt?"

john shook his head furiously, tears falling down his face.

"i'm here, it's okay. everything is going to be fine, i promise."

john hiccuped, choking back a sob.

"let's get you guys home."

"i don't want to go back there." john stated.

eleanor looked at alexander who simply nodded.

"jacky- -," john's mother tried to grab john's cheek.

"don't call me that." john pushed her hand away.

eleanor recoiled like she had been burned, nodding slowly.

john walked away to maria's Jeep. no emotion was being shown.

"what now?" alex asks timidly.

"funeral arrangements," eleanor states.

alex presses his mouth into a line, not knowing what to say.

"get john home. i'll call." eleanor finishes her sentence.

alex nods, walking to the car. he watches as eleanor walks to her respected car and pulls away from the scene.

"anyone hungry?" peggy tries to lighten the mood.

no one responds, only shallow breaths could be heard.

maria nods to nothing in particular. she pulls away from the scene and drives home.