Converse x Vans

Falling apart

Isaac's POV

"I can't believe they wouldn't accept me!" I sob.

Tears are pouring down my face like a tsunami and they aren't stopping. I feel horrible and like shit.
I just don't get why the wouldn't accept me for who I am. They always said that they accepted gays but when it came down to it I guess not, hopefully I can make it over time they will start to accept me but that's far fetched right now.

"Hey you okay?" Chase says his warmth like a fire.

"No." I say sadly. "Just thought they would accept me."

It all comes crashing down when my phone rings.

Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz.

I pick up my phone and look at who's calling me.

Dad.

I answer the phone even though Chase says not to.

"Hello?" I ask.

"WHERE ARE YOU!" He roars.

"That's none of your concern." I say my voice cracking slightly. 

He takes a deep breath before continuing to talk. "Please come home."

"No." I say defiantly.

"Isaac." He says. "We just want to talk."

"No you don't." I say anger boiling. "You want to tell me how wrong I am for loving and that I need to change."

"I'm not coming home." I say. "Until I trust you can accept me, until then I don't know you."

I hang up the phone before he can scramble a sentence to convince me.

I feel like throwing up, I feel like violently throwing up until my throat rips open. I've never said that to my father I've always sucked it up and don't what he asked but that felt good to finally say no.

My phone starts to buzz again but this time I ignore it enough to where it drowns out.

My eyes are heavy. The times about, Five O'clock. I start to let into my body telling me to go to sleep. Although something tells me this is all a dream and I'm going to wake up and everything will be normal.

My eyes shut slowly and I feel Chases welcoming warmth again and I fall asleep soundly with the sound of rain on top of the roof.

Chases POV

I can't believe Isaac's parents would be like that I never think they would be that unsupportive of him just for loving someone different and to be honest they'd weren't the kindest people anyway when I met them and I didn't like them. I know their Isaac's parents but their rude, like very rude. Isaac's soft snores appear from beside me and I realise Isaac's out cold, hopefully he can sleep well and wake up okay.

Charlie walks into the room unbeknownst to Isaac sleeping.

"You guys hungr-." He says stopping as he sees Isaac sleeping.

"We're good." I say.

"Ok." He says.

Charlie's been pretty off lately, I'm genuinely worried for Charlie at this point since he's off, I know he couldn't take another mental health fall out.

My eyes fall heavy as well but I manage to stay awake for another twenty minutes or so before my eyes close fully.

Isaac's Fathers POV

I can't believe my own son would be one of them, he was a good kid till he met that disgrace. I'll say I never liked him truthfully but I know I need to or else Isaac's going to keep being coerced into being a faggot. I think I can save him before he's too far gone.

Isaac's Mothers POV

My baby left home because my husband couldn't hold his tongue. My son left home because he couldn't contain himself. My husband is a piece of shit for letting this happen to our baby.

Im going to make things right even though I was the start of this.

Authors note:
Hey everyone! Im really sorry for the short chapter and the late post. I really have been trying but I have just had my birthday and school holidays just started but im really trying so hopefully you liked this chapter! Bye!