The Fuckboy (Jaegan)

Chapter ~7~

Justin's pov:

I walk into my house and immediatly see my dad sitting on the couch.

"Hello son." He says to me.

"Hi dad." I say about to walk up the stairs until,

"Justin?"

"Y-yes?" I look at him.

"Can we talk for a second?" He asks. I step down the two steps slowly and walk over to the couch, sitting far away from him.

"How have you been?" He asks.

"Of course you wouldn't know, you are never home."

"Justin stop."

"No. No I won't stop. You've got a lot of nerve not coming home until 9 oclock at night. Mom does a lot of shit around this house and you should be home helping her. You should be helping her raise me. Drinking after work and coming home hammered is not who I want as a father." I say and lean back against the couch, crossing my arms.

"Son, You don't understand."

"I don't need to. I would really appreciate it if you were home right after work. I need someone to talk to sometimes dad and mom isn't always the option. I get insecure about my body sometimes and talking to you would feel so good  " I raise my voice a little.

"Justin stop talking to me like that. It's not my fault your insecure about your body! You should have stayed a girl. Not that you are a real boy." He says. My eyes sting with tears as I wipe my face.

"You know what. Nevermind. Do what you want and I'll just live my life with no real father." I say and run upstairs into my room. I sit on my bed and start to cry.

I can't believe he said that to me. When I first transitioned, he wasn't happy. But he hasn't said anything like that to me in a while. I was never close with my father, but I still love him. I wish he was home for me. It would feel really nice to talk to him sometimes. But since he acts like this towards me, my mom is enough for me.

I hear the doorbell ring. I get off my bed and wipe my face as much as I can. I go down the stairs and open the door.

"Raegan?"

"Hey Justin." He says kinda awkwardly.

"Uh come in." I say moving away from the doorway. He comes inside.

"Justin?" I hear my dad say from the sitting room.

"What?"

""Who's this?"

"Just a friend. Don't worry. Let's go Raegan." I say walking up the stairs. He follows into my room.

"So what's up?" I ask.

"I- were you crying?"

"N-no." I lie.

"But your face is red. And your eyes too." He says getting closer to me.

"Ok yes. I-i was." I say.

"Why?"

"My dad. He called me a girl." I say, my eyes getting watery.

"I'm sorry Justin." He says sitting down on my bed and pulling me with him.

"He never supported me. He always called me a girl and says I should have never transitioned." I say.

"Don't listen to him. He doesn't understand." He says.

"I know. But I wouldn't think he would have to. He's my father for God sake." I say. I feel tears in my eyes. I can't hold back anymore.

"Hey hey shh don't cry." He says wrapping his left arm around my waist. I put my head on his shoulder and cry.

He rubs my back and runs his fingers though my hair softly. I try my best to calm myself down. I'm making a fool of myself right now, in front of my crush. The boy I really like. He's seeing me cry my eyes out right now.

"I-i'm sorry." I tell him.

"Don't be." Is all he says. It gets silent in the room. I suddenly feel myself growing happy. His arm around my waist and the way we are so close, it makes me happy.

"What did you want to ask me?" I ask.

"Its not really important. Nevermind."

"You sure?" I ask.

"Positive." He says.

I pick my head up from his shoulder and look at him. He looks at me and we just stare into each other's eyes. We both jump at the sound of my bedroom door opening forcefully. My dad.

"Boys what are you doing?" He asks. I realize Raegan still has his arm around my waist. We both seperate and he scoots over a little.

"Nothing." I say.

"Why were you two so close?" He asks looking a little angry.

"I was just upset dad. Leave it alone."

"No I won't. You two were way too close."

"Dad I said leave it alone! We are just friends. Nothing happened and nothing was going to happen alright!?" I raise my voice.

"Don't you dare raise your voice at me." He says getting closer to me.

"Just please leave." I say scooting back on my bed.

"I don't trust you Justin. So he's leaving before I do." He says pointing at Raegan.

"You don't trust your own son. That's so messed up. I'm not lying to you dad." I say.

"He's leaving. Now." He says slowly. I look at Raegan. He nods getting off my bed.

"Text me later." I say to him.

"Ok. Bye." He smiles a little before leaving.

"Now get out of my room, I don't want you here." I tell my dad. He gives me discusted look and walks out of my room. Ugh.

Having Raegan here was nice. Talking to him was nice. Feeling his comfort felt...nice. I wonder if we are friends. I mean we have been hanging out a lot lately. But does he really care? Could Raegan Beast actually care about me?

Here's an update before I go to bed. Winter break is over and I start school again 😭 Kms I really don't want to go. But hope you enjoyed.