My Obnoxious Jock (BoyxBoy)

3. My Step-Dad leaves Bruises

(a/n picture above is of Emily, she's SUPER pretty btw)

WARNING!! GRAPHIC CONTENT BELOW, I DO NOT ENDORES NORE DO I APROVE OR AGREE WITH THE ACTIONS THAT TAKE PLACE IN THIS CHAPTER.

SELF HARM AND ABUSE ARE BOTH TALKED ABOUT IN THIS CHAPTER!!

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The school day was...... interesting to say the least. I don't know if I can continue going to this school if these events are going to continue regularly. I feel like I'm in the Hunger Games and I have to watch my back at all times or I might get attacked by another player. Except in this version nick is my opponent and he is trying to get me sexually frustrated instead of killed.......

The ride home was quite which is surprising since I had Emily in the car with me and she and quite rarely ever take place at the same time. I knew that she was keeping quite because she didn't want to say anything about what was going on with me and Nick and if she opened her mouth something would come out about us.

We were on the street heading towards my house when I noticed that there was a black Chevy truck sitting in my parking place. I stopped my car about half way down the street and Emily turned to me with a puzzled look on her face. "Why are we stopping?" "Em I'm sorry but you cant come over today." "Why not? I thought you wanted to have a sleep over! I know that my dad was a little on the fence about it last time but I told him you were gay and Its ok now."

On a usual day I would have yelled at her for talking about my sexuality without asking me first but today I had bigger issues and so I just chuckled at her. "No its not that, its just that my step-dad is here and if you come in it wont be pretty, trust me." "Why do you say that? He doesn't hurt you does he?!?!" I felt my body stiffen up for a second but tried to joke my way through this. "Em that's ridiculous, of course not. Its just he has a temper and sometimes he yells and I don't want that to ruin our night." "Well you can come over to my house if you want."

I debated what she was offering but I knew that if I didn't go home my mom would take the blows instead of me, and I wasn't about to let that happen. "Nah it's all good. We can have our sleep over this weekend so that way we can stay up late without having to worry about being zombies the next day." She giggled and then nodded as she hopped out of the car. "Goodbye Joshy." She said with a smirk using the nickname that Nick gave me.

I flipped her off as she headed towards her house. Me and Em have lived on the same block since I moved here and that's actually how we came to be such good friends. When we moved she noticed that I never really talked to anyone and I mostly kept to myself so she took it upon herself to make sure I wasn't alone. She was more of a sister to me than a friend though. We had told each other almost everything about our lives and we always gossiped and had the best time together.

I pulled up to my house and mentally prepared myself for what was going to happen next.

I opened my house door and noticed my mom was sewing at the table which was immediately a bad sign. She would only sew if her ass-whole of a husband came to visit and was in a pissy mood. My 'step-dad' worked for some really big company and he was usually away from home. Unfortunately when he came home all hell broke loose. He didn't like the idea of having a 'fag' living with him and he blamed my mother for not raising me to be a man.

I sighed as I put my back pack on the table in front of her and grabbed water of the fridge and an apple from the counter. I went to turn around but felt a sudden chill and I knew that he had just entered the room. "Well if it isn't the little bitch." He sneered at me in his annoying ass gruff voice. I turned around and gave him a smile. "Well if it isn't the douche bag who's screwing my mom over." I saw my mom out of the corner of her eye wince at my comment and I knew what was I coming. I figured it would be easier to just get it out of the way.