Louie Jacobs // Euphoria

Stuntin' like my daddy

Rue's POV: 

"Sometimes when I get really high, I kinda think I'm psychic, When Nate Jacobs was eleven years old he found his dads porn collection, his dad, Cal, was obsessive, his mom always said that's where he got it from, he quickly realized the colored cases were no accident, it was an elaborate code, one to make sure no one fucked with his shit, every video was basically the same, they'd drink, make small talk and then his dad would fuck the shit out of some 'slut, whore,' by twelve he had adopted a rigid diet and workout schedule, within a year his body fat dropped from 23% to 6%, He joined the football team as a freshman and quickly excelled, by the years end he was not only the starting quarterback but the team captain, he loved the crowds, the pats on the back, the cheers, the feeling of winning, but he hated being in the locker room, he hated how casual his teammates were about being naked, how'd they talk to him with their dicks hanging out, he made a consorted effort to always maintain eye contact with these exchanges, every now and then he'd forget and accidentally catch a glimpse of someones penis, his older brother Aaron was a fuck up, he could tell his father didn't like Aaron, didn't think he had guts or brains or half a fucking clue and Nate agreed, His younger brother Louie was different, he couldn't tell whether or not his dad liked Louie, It was almost as if his dad had somewhat of a soft spot for Louie, He did too he wanted to keep his brother safe most of the time because Aaron couldn't do the same for Nate, He looked for comfort in Louie and Louie always gave it back, Nate didn't talk to his dad that much but he didn't need to, they had a good relationship, He didn't like his mother either, she was weak and a pushover, plus she didn't take care of herself, He made a long mental checklist of things he liked and disliked about women, he liked tennis squirts and jean cutoffs, but not the kind it was so short you could see the pockets, he liked ballet flats and heels, he hated sneakers and dress shoes but it was fine with sandals as long as they were worn with a nice pedicure, He like thigh gaps and hated cankles, he liked tan lines, long necks, slender shoulders, he liked good posture and fruit scented body mist, he liked full lips, small noses, he liked chokers but the flower ones, he hated girls who sat like boys, talked like boys, acted like boys, but there was nothing on planet earth he hated more then body hair, that was one of the first things he noticed about Maddy she was basically hairless, he'd walk her home from school everyday, made him feel good he was there to protect her, he knew the world was full of men who wanted to hurt Maddy, men who would hang out the windows of their car and scream obscenities at her, college guys who wouldn't think twice about drugging her, lonely guys who'd spot her at the mall, men who would rape her, torture her, sell her into sex slavery, he didn't even like to think about it, he did however like to think about the things he'd do to protect her, he also liked that Maddy was a virgin, that no guy had ever put his penis in her, he'd sometimes imagine marrying Maddy and starting a family, he knew he didn't want boys though, he also didn't like the idea of having girls, plus Maddy can be a real bitch, like that night at McKays party, something just flipped, I mean he knew he had anger issues but so did every guy, it's not like there's anything in his life he could trace it back it, it was just... who he was and who he'd always be." 

"Lets go Louie!" I hear Nate scream and I quickly grab my backpack and run down the stairs. "Have a good day at school sweetheart" my mom says to me and I run and give her a kiss. Nate and I then both head out to the car ready for school. "I'm nervous!" I say fiddling with my hands. I was a sophomore this year and everyone had told me sophomore year was the hardest year of high school. "You'll be fine" Nate says and puts the car in drive and starts speeding to school. "I have band practice after school everyday except Fridays from 3:00 - 4:15." I remind Nate who seems to be in somewhat of a haze. 

Nate parks his car and I get out but he remains in the car. I then walk inside the school and one of the football 'straight' boys named Patrick passes me in the hall. He gives me a small smile and I return it. Each boy gets a max of three times fucking and five blowjobs no more than that. I walk to my first class which happens to be Spanish 2. We are required to have two foreign language Classes in order to graduate from high school. This class is mixed with all different grades.