lous boy (bdsm)

introduction

"you know what that is mum?" before she can get a word in, he yells once more, "bullshit! thats complete bullshit. you know, i bet robin convinced you to do this, huh? cause he thinks im just some punk.well he doesnt know shit."

anne is hurt that her son thinks of the only other man in her life like that, but you cant exactly blame harry. robin hasnt shown much love towards him since having moved in with them a mere six months ago.

"harry, honey.." she starts, "this is for your own good. surely you know id never make you do something if i didnt think itd benefit you. itll help you to behave and-" she hesitates, "and
maybe itll help you move past the things des-"
"dont even say that assholes name, mum. dont fucking say it," the boy seethes before running up the stairs. anne doesnt know it, but he left in attempt not to cry in front of his mother. he may act all tough, but his mum is one of the few people in life that he truly loves.

once harry gets to his room, he slams the door shut, immediately sliding down it with his hands covering his face to drown out the sobs. he grabs the thing closest to him, and chucks it across his room. upon seeing what he'd thrown, he whimpers and scurries to pick up the stuffed bear. the poor boy lies down in bed, hugging the bear, eventually falling asleep.

-

anne feels bad, she really does, but harry cannot keep acting out the way he has been. unbeknownst to the boy, he is on his last warning from the court. one more misconduct and he would be going to juvie, or possibly even jail seeing as he wont be a minor much longer. she thought that maybe this was the best option in order to avoid all that. it wasnt robins idea, but he agreed that the disciplinary bordering school just might help his step son, while gemma was torn. she loved her brother to bits, knew that he was such a sweet boy though she had noticed that harry wasnt much of the boy she used to know. he was always good to her, but she'd witnessed him lashing out on their parents, being brought home by the police, and such, since she'd moved out three years prior.

gemma wished she could help, but she knew that it had to be handled by a professional. she didnt know the extent of what hed gone through with their biological father, but she knew that while he treated her like his princess, harry definitely did not get treated as such.

-

its seven am and harry doesnt want to get up. but how can he ignore the banging on his door and the constant ringing of his phone. he knew theyd bug him in the morning so hed locked the door when he woke up the night before to use the bathroom. he groans when he hears the door swing open,

"stupid spare key" he mutters under his breath, while rolling the opposite direction or the noise.

"harry, baby.. i know you dont want to go, but this isnt up for debate. ive got your bag packed for you, with you favorite outfits and a few snacks. i even left some room for pierce."

harry smiles slightly at the thought of his little stuffed bear, "m not gonna put him in the bag mum, he wouldnt like that."

anne cant help but smile at her softie son with the tough bad boy exterior. she knows its all a facade. a way to hide whats buried deep within. walls, if you will.

"cmon darling, please at least give this a chance. if it doesnt work out, call me and ill come get you, okay? please baby. you know i love you so much and i would never put you in a situation you dont want to be in without good reason" the boy sighs in defeat,

"okay. ill go,"

"harry, ple- wait, you will?" she asks, completely failing at hiding her surprise.

"you know all i want is for you and gems to be happy, mum. if me trying this is going to make you happy, then i guess ill give it a go.. but like you said, if i hate it, im leaving." he really cant help but give in. he knows hes been a pain, but never thought itd get this far.

"i love you, harry," anne says, hugging the boy whom is still in bed, before telling him she'll be in the car in a half hour to leave.

-

its mid september, so the school year has already started. harry hates starting a new school mid-year, but thankfully its only just started a few weeks before. despite possessing a dislike to starting mid-year, he is no stranger to it. the boy has been expelled a number of times. part of which he is going to this new school,  hes run out of high schools in the area.

"mum?" he asks,

"yes, darling," anne replies as she helps harry haul his bags to the vehicle,

"you- youll call, right? like i-" he sighs, "i know ive been.. not the best kid lately. i mean, honestly, ive been shit. but, you still want me right? like youre not um.. sending me away for good, cause im-"

his mum stops loading the bags to look the boy in the face, even though hes avoiding eye contact, "harry. thats enough. of course ill call. ill come visit every chance i get, hun. youre my baby, thatll never change. ill love you forever and ever, even if youre a little mean to me sometimes," she laughs lightly, and he smiles. she always knows what to say to get the boy to cheer up.

"cmon, love. we've got a long ride ahead of us," she says, gesturing him to get in, while she gets into the drivers seat.

as soon as the car is started, harry connects his phone, and shuffles his favorite playlist as anne pulls out of the driveway. he only hears the first few songs which consist of the fray, coldplay, the scripts, and of mice and men, before drifting off to sleep.

4/4/2023