The Johnson's Institution

Chapter 1

Here I am sat in the back 'parents' car as they finally grew the balls to send me away. I finally snapped, it wasn't my best decision coming out as gay in front of all their work colleagues but finally I'm free from the people who struggle to understand me as a person. My thoughts are interrupted by the annoying sound of my mothers voice.

"This will be a good opportunity for you Storm, maybe after this we can finally have a normal son who I'm not ashamed of"

"Oh really your ashamed of me, aww my poor feelings your words are really hurting me" I replied back sarcastically. All I want to do is be with my friends and smoke and get high but nope the gods don't seem to listen to my requests. I'm not religious or anything but for a while I've wished my parents sent me away, they finally listened, although it isn't quite going the way I expected. 

My thoughts are disturbed as the car finally come to a halt in front of a large house, or should I say mansion. As I'm staring at the 'home' a gorgeous man who screams authority walked out the house towards my parents car.

I finally step out the car and reach into my pocket and get out a blunt and light it up. My parents must smell it as they turn around and scowl at me.

"Put that out now son, no one wants to smell that foul smell especially me and your mother" my father exclaims. I just look him in the eye and blow the smoke in his face whilst smirking. 

The gorgeous man now makes his presence by introducing himself and showing his hand asking me to shake it "You must be Storm, my names Mr Johnson or Atlas".

 I just scoffed and muttered "I'm too sober for this"

"Shall we head inside Storm and you can meet the other boys who are staying here" Atlas suggested

"Sure why not got nothing better to do I guess" I replied. Before I even stepped into the door I went to my father and punched him square in the jaw and kicked him in the stomach when he was on the ground. 

"What the fuck Storm, you aren't my son your a psychopath with too many problems" my mother screamed in my face. I just smirked and flipped them the bird as I approached my new 'home' with Atlas following me in tow. 

As we stepped through the door I heard the screeching of my parents car tires on the driveway. At this point I finally sighed in relief. I could feel a bipolar episode about to make its presence so I reached into my backpack and pulled out my pills and took them ignoring the stare from Atlas next to me. 

"Can you show me to my room I'm feeling tired after the long drive" I asked Atlas.

"I'll show you your room once you hand over them pills that you just took" Atlas replied with a raised eyebrow.

He's really starting to piss me off right now, just the smug look on his face is making me want to punch him.

"WHY THE FUCK SHOULD I HAND THEM TO YOU, I BOUGHT THEM WITH MY OWN MONEY YOU IMBECILE" I replied with clenched fists. He didn't look scared or even bothered about my outburst, it was almost as if he was expecting me to react like this.

Me raising my voice attracted a lot of attention from all the other people living there but I was too pissed off to care. Atlas started stepping towards me so I bolted up the stairs to what I expected to be my room and locked the door behind me.

As I slid down the door with my head hanging between my legs thinking about what occurred in the past day. First my parents sending me away and them me having an outburst almost hurting a guy I met less than and hour ago all because he wanted to help me. What fucked up thing am I going to do next?

A/N- Sorry for the short chapter, I'm hoping to make them longer. This is my first story so I hope this is okay.