The Unlikely Pair

Chapter 8:

Jack G's P.O.V.

I can feel the tears streaming down like a river. I felt a hand on my shoulder, I quickly turn around to see Jack standing there.

"Pretty intense in there," he said smiling.

"No shit, Captain Obvious," I said laughing.

"Watch you language," he said jokingly.

"I don't need another mom, Jack," I said wiping my face.

"But you need your dad," he said giving me a look.

"I was fine without him for 8 years of my life," I said looking out into the distance.

"But you need him now," he said turning me towards him,"And he needs you."

I turn back around facing forward.

"He doesn't need me, and I don't need him," I said as a tear falls from my face.

"Jack, you need your mom and your dad in your life," he said,"Your mom gives you love and support when you need it, and your dad is the anchor, the strong one in the family, the one that should guide you through the bad."

I looked away not wanting to listen to this anymore.

"Jack, you are blessed with good parents that love you so much," he said sounding chocked up.

"My dad was never there when I needed him!" I screamed turning towards him.

"Jack, he's here now and you need him, even if you don't want to admit it," he said.

I stared at my hands, feeling the tears hit them. I look up, turn to Jack, and nodded.

"As much as I hate to admit, but I do need him in my life," I said,"I'll tell him tonight."

"Good, because the dinner came and I'm starving, so can we go in now?" He whines.

"Yes," I said following him,"Oh, and Jack."

I grabbed his arm so I can get his attention.

"Yeah," he says turning around.

I hugged him tight.

"Thanks," I whisper.

"Don't mention it," he said,"Let's go, I'm freezing!"

"Fine," I said rolling my eyes.

We ate our dinner and the whole time, dad was staring at me. While he was staring at me, my brain and heart were having a battle of if I should tell him or not.

My brain was saying:

Jack, what if dad is a homophobic? He would hate you for the rest of your life. Think of that, your own father hating you, unconditionally.

But my heart was saying the total opposite:

He's your dad and that will never change. He can't just unwish being your dad. He'll love you even if you don't. He'll love you no matter what sexuality you are.

I remembered what Jack said:

Jack, he's here now and you need him, even if you don't want to admit it.

"I have to tell him," I thought to myself.

It was about nine o'clock at night and half my family was asleep. Dad came in my room and we started talking about different stuff. The thing that came up the most was religion.

"If you wanted to change anything in religion, what would you change?" I asked.

"I just think the whole gay thing is mess up, I mean love is love, we don't all have the same love story," he said.