Jonnor--A story about rebellious teenagers

Chapter 6

I awoke to the sound of someone opening my door.

"Who's there?" I asked weakly, not caring to hear a reply.

"It's Conner, Steph wanted to tell you there's breakfast. Wow, this looks nothing like your old room."

I smirked, "Does my old room bring back memories?"

"Yeah, actually it does. You were the person who made me realize fully I was gay and my first 'real' kiss. That was probably the best few weeks of my life."

I wasn't expecting an answer.

"Then why does it have to stop?" I said, getting up quickly. "Why can't we start where we left off?"

"I can't. I'm 17, and the last thing I need to do is anger my father just months before I can leave him."

"So, are you saying your just going to lie to yourself until your 18 and do what then?"

"Take you're virginity*"

*Going from The Fosters storyline rn all they've done is kiss.

I blushed. I haven't kissed anyone in the past 5 years and Conner was right there. So close but so far I guess they say, but we dated. I wanted to so I walked closer, hoping he would let me kiss him.

He stepped closer for a second and realized what I wanted. He gave me a hug. He started to cry.

"If I kiss you now I won't be able to stop. Please, wait for me for these months and I promise you I'll make it worth your while."

I nodded, now crying into his shoulder. I wanted him needed him but he pulled away.

"I have to see my dad. If I don't leave I'll probably be best with a bat."

"I'll drive you."

"I was hoping you'd say that." Smiling and wiping his tears.

We headed out to my car telling Steph that we were going to Conner's dad's house, she wished us good luck.

We went out to the car and got in the seats. Conner's hands were shaking and I grabbed them on impulse.

"It's going to be okay, if anything happens know that you can ALWAYS call me."

He nodded and I turned on my car and drove the desired streets to get to this assholes place.

What happened to his mom?

I decided not to ask. We pulled up to his house and I waved as Conner got out of the car. I wouldn't dream of seeing Conner's dad.

I waited for about 5 minutes to see if everything was fine then drive away.

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I walked towards the house I had lived at for almost my whole life as a kid and I shivered. Every time I had ever gotten hurt it had been in this house. I considered running. Turning around and heading to Jude's car and never looking back but the only thing I could think of was that I only had 3 months left. I walked to the door with my hands unable to stay still and knocked on the it.

A man who I barely recognized opened the door. He was smiling and welcoming me inside. He was giddy and not once in any room was there a beer bottle laying around.

"Hello, son. Long time no see."

His voice sent a shiver down my spine and I nodded.

"Oh come on, I only got a few months left with you before your an adult! Say something, say something."

"What's there to say?" I said as I stated back at him.

"Nothing I guess. They took you away from me so fast that you didn't get a chance to go through your stuff. And when I did expect to find porn mags, I didnt expect to find these kind or y'know I hoped to not find these"

His smile was non existent as he held up a pile of my old porn mags, the only thing different is that it wasn't focused on women but men. I thought quickly hoping he would maybe believe me if I said I was straight, that it was just a faze.

"Haha. Yeah, I have other porn mags now, those are pretty gross if you could get them out of my face dad. I'm not some fag."

I cringed as I said the word that my dad would scream at me as he kicked me in the stomach every week or anytime I was with Jude.

"I was hoping you'd say that but the only way to be sure is Conversion Therapy."

Fuck. Oh my god, is he serious? He couldn't possibly be considering this! Why? What am I supposed to say? Yes dad I'll be told by a priest that I can change. To hell with that.

"Are you s-serious?"

He nodded, this big grin across his face.

"Yeah sure I'll do it."

"Great! I have a priest coming over in an hour. He has an 100% success rate! No one has ever touched another man or felt lust after them after this guy."

Wait. He doesn't mean.. I've only heard stories but they actually still do that? Is it legal?! I don't want to do it.

"What kind of Conversion Therapy is it?"

"I think it's called like Shock the Gay out or like something."

"Dad, I don't wanna do that. I've heard stories. Some people couldn't even touch their fathers without screaming."

He smiled, "Well that's better then you touching me now. You're filthy."

What the fuck. I'm screwed. What about Jude?

I tried to leave but my dad ran over and gripped my hand.

"You wouldn't want to make me angry would you? You're a disgusting fag even if you say you aren't. Once you get help you'll be normal. I don't even want to touch you because you disgust me so much. You're getting this therapy whether you like it or not."

"Let go of me. I can't stay here with you."

"If you try to leave I'll kill you. I own you until you're 18."

My knees gave out and I fell to the floor, tears soaking the sides of my face. What was I going to do?

"Now go clean yourself up."

I stood up, scared to deal with him. This therapy is going to be hard but I want to see Jude one more time. Just one. Is it possible to leave? And then I saw it.

**Aha cliffhanger bitches xD btw if you see any good lemon Klaine fanfic, hit me up. Well hope you like!! Plz write a review and tell me if you like this better then the first 4 chapters. Thanks! I'll probs give you a sex scene soon I hope ;)