Sensitive Skin ✔️

Chapter eighteen

Back to Craig's POV

The sleep over was over and everyone's parents started coming to pick them up. My mom said she was coming to pick me up so I waited on the porch next to Kenny.

"Who's picking you up," I asked.

"Either my mom or my dad. Who knows maybe it's my friendly neighborhood rapist."

"Um, okay,"

"Is your dad getting you?" Asked Kenny.

"No, my mom. At least she said she would. I'm not on good terms with my dad,"

"Does he still not like me? It was just one bottle of beer. It's not like I took a whole case,"

"Umm, were not on good terms because he knows I'm gay and he's not proud of it,"

"He needs to get over himself." A car then pulls up in front of us.

"Kenny McCormick?" Asked the guy in the car.

"Welp, I guess this is my friendly neighborhood rapist,"

"Kenny I'm your next door neighbor-"

"Welp, you'll see me on the news. Bye Craigster," Kenny hugged me and walked to the car. Another car then pulls up. With disappointment I saw that it was my dad's car. I grabbed my bag and walked to the front seat of the car. I opened the car door and sat there, not giving a greeting or anything.

"Are you going to say hello Craig?" Asked my dad.

"Aren't you?" I snapped back. He started the car and drove off. He drove pretty slow so I knew he was gonna have a talk with me.

"What's been up with you lately Craig? You've been disrespecting rules, stealing camera chips, cursing me out, and having a phase of dating boys? I just want you to talk to me Craig,"

"How am I suppose to talk to my dad that thinks it's a phase to date the same sex?"

"You never liked boys until that Kenny kid kissed you! And don't act like I didn't just see him! He went to the sleep over didn't he? You lied to me!"

"Well I didn't know he was coming either, so we're both pretty surprised by the outcome! And it's not like we fucked at the sleep over we wouldn't have privacy!"

"Craig!" My dad took a deep breath.

"It's not like I'm homophobic, son. I just don't want you to be gay,"

"Has your dad ever said that to you? That you can't be who you are because he didn't approve of what you liked. I don't even like Kenny. I like someone else. And you know what he's a boy and so what. He's nice and respects me and my boundaries. He thinks it's cute when I try not to care when actually dad I do care. I care about everything! And I care about your approval! Because you're my mother fucking dad! And I'm you're faggot son! So you either accept me or kill me!" My dad stop the car. I don't know if it was because of something I said and he wants to continue the argument or if were right in front of our house. Probably both.

"Son I will love you no matter what. I'm an idiot for ever treating you differently because you like guys. You can date whoever you want as long as they make you happy. But if someone makes you upset I'll kick their ass," I laughed a little.

"Welp, no ones ass you have to kick dad but thanks," I wiped the tiny tears that was forming in my eyes, and hurried out the car.