Three's a Crowd...or is it? (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 6

Alex's P.O.V
 I groaned in frustration when I heard my name called over the loud speaker in my last class of the day, asking the teacher if she would please send me to the counselors office. I had hoped that the little tiny principle had forgotten about that but obviously luck was not on my side today.

I gathered my stuff up and left the classroom, walking down the hall as slow as possible. I should just leave and skip the whole 'tell me your problems' couseling session. Yeah, but if I did that then I would for sure get a call home and I can't risk my dad getting to the phone before my mom does.

Dad. Father. Parent. Those are all the things he calls himself but none of it is true. A dad doesn't get drunk every other night and wait until no one is around then start yelling at you, calling you names, and saying that he wished you were never born. No, he's not a dad. He is a bastard that needs to put someone down just to make himself feel better. 

He wasn't always like this. He used to treat me like he still treats my little sister and my mom. Like he loves me, but that all changed a few years ago. He would never admit it but I'm certain it was around the time that he figured I was gay. Everytime he would start drinking, that's when he would start yelling about "Fags" this and "Queers" that, all the time sending me disgusted looks and glares.

The first few months, I was confused by all of the insults and threats. I didn't understand how one day he can be this amazing and great dad that I loved to a person that seemed to suddenly hate me. It was quite a shock and I thought that the hurt and  rejection from him would end up killing me. It didn't though. After awhile I just got used to it. I stopped crying over the things he would say to me and just adjusted to it.

I tried to change. Do things that would make him proud of me. I thought it had worked the first time. I worked all day cleaning up the house, mowing the lawn, cleaning out the garage, and even offered to watch my little sister so that they could have a night out. My mom was really happy, It seemed that my dad was to, he even gave me a hug but when they got back and my mom went to bed, I knew it was all an act that he put on in front of my mom. I knew then that nothing I could do would change anything. It didn't stop me from trying though until one day I was laying in bed and just thought to myself, "Alex, this is your life. Your very screwed up life so just get up and stop acting like a baby and deal with it until your eighteen and can get the hell out of here!"

That's exactly what I did. I stopped trying to get a dad back that wasn't ever coming back and I started blocking out all of the hate and advoiding him at all costs. On the nights that it got real bad I would sneak out of my bedroom window and go to Tyler's house. He's been with me from the begining. I no longer have to tell him why I am standing outside of his window at two in the morning. He just lets me in, pulls me to the bed and wraps his arms around me, never saying a word. That's one of the many reasons why I love him.

When I finally found myself in front of the school counselors door, I didn't bother to knock and walked in, taking a seat in front of Mrs. Trinity.

"Alex, please tell me how  you turned a three minute walk into fifeteen?" She asked with an eyebrow raised. She didn't look mad more like really curious.

I gave her my cocky grin and shrugged my shoulders a bit, "I got lost."

She rolled her eyes at me and grabbed a file from behind. I'm guessing that one would be mine.
"So, It looks like Mrs. Kincaid thinks it would be a good idea for us to have a few chats. How do you feel about that?"

"Well, I personally feel like the little Oompa Loompa should mind her own tiny business. She should be more worried about why she isn't a big girl yet instead of my make out session with one of my boyfriends." I finish with a laugh at the shocked look on her face. Why does the idea of a Tri-couple shock people?