sinner boy -dnf-

thriteen

If you don't break up with him, I'll tell both of your parents you're dating, and I'll beat the shit out of you.

I stared at my phone for a minute until Clay noticed. Tears were filling in my eyes, this couldnt be happening.

"Babe?"

I just handed him the phone, I didn't know what to do.

Clay looked at the text message and began to reply, I really didn't care. I didn't stop him.

"that bitch." He mumbled. He handed my phone back to me.

I read his message

Hey! It's clay! Piss off fundy. I hate you. Fuck you and fuck off

You blocked this user.

i looked back up at Clay with tears in my eyes. i didn't understand this. i didn't understand why i couldn't just be happy for once? My dad was a huge asshole to me and i thought i have escaped, but no! The red head boy wants to come in and fuck up my life even more. How fun?

Clay noticed and hugged me in sorrow. "i'm so sorry" he said with a shaky voice. i hugged him back. i started to sob into his chest.

i wanted to be happy for once.

"I-I just wanna be happy.."

-

Sunday

My father comes again today, I'm not looking forward to it at all. He didn't come over last time. I can understand why. We decided to do it before church. I don't know how this will go out but, I'm scared.

Me and Clay were sitting on the couch, Jenna was still getting ready while Pastor Taken was standing by the door waiting for a simple knock or something like that.

Finally, we hear the door bell ring. Pastor Taken was quick to open the door. I saw my dad standing there with his usual Bible.

"Hello there."

"I want to speak to George, alone." My father demanded.

My heart sank, no, I couldn't. I grabbed onto Clays arm and held it tight. He didn't stop me.

"I'm sorry.." the pastor started. "But I can not let you. I don't trust you."

"Why the hell not!"

"You know why, please stop or you can leave."

"Fine, I'll come in."

Pastor didn't say a word he opened the door more and My dad walked in.

He stood next to the pastor. It seemed off. How he was being awfully nice to my dad.

"So, son. Are you still gay."

Yeah no shit dad, you literally walked in on me and Clay having full on sex infront of Jesus on the cross himself, so that makes me straight.

Not to mention I'm a bottom.

"no. I'm still gay." I mummer.

I look over at Clay, he seems to be scared as well. The guy literally threatened him.

I look over at my dad to see him boiling with anger. "you're serious?"

"yes-"

"DAMN IT!" He yelled, and then he walked over to the door, opened it and ran out.

I was..shocked. He didn't hit me, or even try to. I was honestly surprised.

"Phew..that was- intense" Clay spoke up.

Pastor Taken walked over to the couch and sat down next to us. "George, I'm terribly sorry your father is like this. I wish I could change his ways be..I simply can't. He's too.." he paused to think of a word "hard in the head, I guess."

I smiled, he was more like a father to me then anyone. He liked me a lot.

"George, I love you like a son now." He stated. I felt tears coming in the corners of my eyes. "Y-You really-"

"Yes of course." He said opening his arms for a hug. I let go of Clays arm and jumped into his. "Thank you." I whispered.

I looked over at Clay to see him smiling. He was happy as well.

"Awww- so cute!" A woman's voice said. We all looked over to see Jenna standing with her arms clenched together.

We all looked at eachother and smiled.

-knock knock-

"I'll get it!" Jenna offered. She ran up to the door and opened it.

"Oh? Who are you?"

"Let me in please, I need to speak with you."

Jenna opened the door and let the person inside.

Immediately I slapped my hand over my mouth.

I looked over at Clay to see him now angry. "FUNDY WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE?

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