New Boy? (Jeamus)

Chapter 15

Seamus' P.o.V

I enter my house and see it being trashed. The vases are broken and glass everywhere. Walls are torn and the furniture is misplaced.

"Anthony, I know you are here. Come out. Lets talk." I called out.

"Well well well. Look who came to your.... lovey home." He came down the stairs, smiling and laughing. Fucking asshole. "And how dare you call me by my name, I am your dad."

"You will never be my dad," I glared as he walked down. "Look. I just want to talk. Where are they? What did you do to them?"

"Whoa whoa. Don't get to hasty on this, lets talk over some coffee." He comes to the kitchen and already has two coffee cup mysteriously made. "Here, have some. Your mother made it for herself and Alison before I.. ya know." That sick bastard thinks he can do whatever he wants!

"I don't any coffee, I just want to know where the hell they are!" I slammed my fist onto the table that made the coffee spill.

"Look what you did!" He rolled his eyes. "Clean that up before mother comes home... oh wait."

"Where the hell are they and what did you to with them?" I yelled at him.

"Why would I fucking tell you? They are locked up far damn away you won't even find one piece of evidence to find them!" He yelled back, "Even your little gay boyfriend and his dumb fucking family!"

Once he said that felt all the anger rage through my body, "YOU WHAT?" I hopped up onto the table and punched him right in the face. (how to fight scene but here we go!)

He cracked his jaw back in place and laughed, "Is that the best you can do, son?" I growled and kicked him the stomach.

"I am not your son!" While was down, I punched him in the face once again, "You are not my father!" Kicked the back of his legs and he fell down then I kicked him in the side "And you are most definitely..."

"Not. In. This. FAMILY." I gave him one last kick in the face and he rolled over to the side. He stood right back up and was still going.

"If I wasn't in this god damn family why wouldn't I be here?" He upperjawed me and then punched the side of my cheek. Kicked my stomach and I dropped onto the floor. "Fuck you." He kicked me like I did to him. "Fuck your mother and your family." Every kick felt like a hammer bashing at me. "And FUCK your gay boyfriend, I hope you both die because how much a faggot you and him are!" He kicked me hard enough to make me give up and groan. (Kids. Do not use 'faggot' to offend someone. That is down right fucked up and wrong.)

"Bye son! I'm heading off to work, see you never." He laughed and walked out then slammed the door loudly, I saw blood coming out from my body but..

I started to close my-

Yeah.

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