Unrequited ||Jaspar AU

28. Losing it

Song- bloodstream ~ Ed Sheehan

[warnings: course language, gay slurs and mentions of blood]
Side note: this is another filler chapter, hence why I'm updating twice. Only 2 left! Get ready! Enjoy my lovelies ☺️❤️

4:42 pm

23rd April
Caspar's p.o.v

He shot him.

He actually shot him.

Joe screamed out in pain and tears flooded my face.

That was the last mother fucking straw. That's it. I'm over this bullshit. He's hurt me and Joe and all my friends and family too many times now.

This mother fuckers bout to get a piece of it.

"WELL LOOK, ITS FAGGOT BOY! HOW YOU LIKE THAT, HUH?" He belched out aggressively the anger and evil gleaming in his eyes and boiling in his blood.

I got up and stood protectively in front of the beautiful boy. 

Don't worry, baby. I love you. I'll protect you.

"HOW FUCKING DARE YOU? How FUCKING dare you HURT HIM! NO ONE SAID YOU HAD TO LOVE ME OR ACCEPT THE FACT IM GAY, BUT SERIOUSLY? THAT SO LOW. YOU CAN HURT ME ALL YOU WANT DAD. BUT YOU HURT HIM! HES FUCKiNg INNOCENT. HOW CRuLE CAN YOu BE?!??" I screamed so loud I felt my whole body vibrate with the sound of my voice booming though it.

Keep Joe safe, keep Joe safe, keep Joe safe, keep Joe safe.

"MAYBE YOU SHOULD STOP BEING A FAG YOU ASSHOLE. YOU DESERVE TO BE AS DEAD AS THAT FUCKER WILL BE WHEN IM FINISHED WITH 'EM!" I cackled, holding the gun toward the crippled boy.

He ran at me, grabbing my collar and holding it aggressively.

"NOOOOOO!!! LEAVE HIM ALONE! DONT HURT HIM. PLEASE!" I squealed.

He can't hurt Joe. He can't. And he won't.

Tears dribbled violently down my cheeks and everything seemed to moving in slow motion as it had before. It made my head throb, but all I could focus on was my dad and keeping him away from Joe. As fucking far away as I could get him.

Dad held it tightly in his grip, close to my head.

"WHY SHOULDN'T I SHOOT HIM? WHY SHOULDN'T I SHOOT BOTH OF YOU? MOTHERFUCKERS DESRVE TO BE FUCKING DEAD." He spat, as he moved up into my face.

His breath smelt of cigarettes, drugs and alcohol.

He was clearly drunk and doing drugs.

"I CANT BELIEVE MY SON IS SUCK A GAYFUCK. SUCH A FUCK UP. WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE SUCH A FUCKING SHIT HEAD OF A SON?! WHY CANT YOU JUST BE NORAML?!" He yelled in my face, slightly lowering the gun.

Get the gun away from him. Get the gun away from him some how, Caspar.

"WHY THE HELL DID I GET A SHITTING FATHER WHO FUCKING HURTS ME AND IS TRYING TO KILL ME? I CANT EVEN CALL YOU DAD ANY MORE. YOU WANTED ME THE FUCK OUT OF YOU LIFE, SO WHY'D YOU COME BACK? HUH? WHY CANT YOU JUST LEAVE ME ALONE LIKE I WILL LEAVE YOU ALONE?" I gripped his shoulder digging my fingernails into his skin and pushing him back.