Saving Joey.. (A Shoey Fanfiction)

Chapter 6: Dating

Shane's POV.

I got off of Tyler and I secretly put on some shorts. I stood up and walked over to my dad. Tyler secretly ran to the closet and hid.

Shane: What do you want?

S Dad: You think you can bring your little boyfriend home and f**k him.

Shane: Yea I can.

S Dad: Don't you back talk me, I'm your father. Where is he? I'm going to teach him a lesson.

He shoved me away and went to the closet. Before he could open the door, I got in front of him. I put my arms across the doors, I wouldn't let him touch Tyler.

Shane: Don't hurt him!

S Dad: Well what am I supposed to do? Huh?

I looked him the eyes. I couldn't let Tyler get hurt, I loved him to much. I looked back to the closet, Tyler was peeking through a crack in the door. He was shaking his head, but I had to keep Tyler safe.

Shane: Hurt me..

I looked back at my dad and he slapped me. I punched him back, he fell back a bit then wiping the blood from his nose.

S Dad: Big mistake, gay boy.

He tackled me to the ground and started punching me. I could feel the blood run from my nose to the ground. I pushed him and got on top of him.

Shane: Run Tyler!

Tyler came out of the closet and ran out of the room. I started to punch my dad and yell.

Shane: Stop beating me! I hate it! I hate you and everything! All I do everyday is get beat! At school and at home! Everyplace I go is a living hell! You don't deserve to be my father! Fuck yo-

My mom came running in and grabbed me off of him. As she dragged me off of him, tears fell down my cheeks. I was crying so hard, that I couldn't see. I hated my life. I didn't want to live anymore. I hated it. She dragged me downstairs to Tyler, who was sitting on the couch.

Shane: I told you to run away and be safe. **sniff**

Tyler: Well your mom got home when I was walking out the door, and she heard yelling.

Shane: Oh.

I sat next to Tyler and he put his arms around me. I put my head on his shoulder while my mom yelled at my dad. I heard them yell at each other and fight. Every time I heard them I would start to shake and stare out of the window. I was lost in a mental world, I hated it. I hated my dad. Tyler noticed me shaking and kissed my forehead.

Tyler: Baby, it's ok. I love you.

I didn't reply and I cried harder into Tyler's chest. He laid down and I laid beside him. He pulled a blanket on top of us and I put my head on his chest, listening to his heart beat.

Shane: I love you too.

I could sense him smiling and he ran his fingers through my hair. My dad came downstairs and walked over to me.

S Dad: Shane I'm sorry.

Shane: Sorry doesn't make up for the things you did to me.

I didn't move or anything. I just cuddled more next to Tyler.

S Dad: Well I'm your father and will always be your father. So don't disrespect me son.

Shane: Fuck you.

He raised his fist and my mom grabbed it, calming him. He walked away and my mom whispered to us.

S Mom: Tyler can Shane stay at your house? I don't want Shane to get hurt. It will just be for a week or so.