Only Way Out

Chapter 5 dad???

((This chapter might be a bit short my apologies))

Sal POV

Ugh maybe I shouldn't have stayed up watching him all night. But I kinda had no choice. That schiz attack of his freaked me out. He was saying words that I didn't even know. Slapping his head. Banging it against the wall. I could handle it. I grabbed him held him and finally calmed him down. And now he's worried about me. Ugh...well hopefully coffee can help this.
"Hey Lar's you want coffee?" I ask him
"Uh...I've never had coffee before..." he says
"The fuck? Dude you have to try it!"
"Uh...ok! I mean I've had coffee ice cream! I p puked it up but I still had it!"
"Wait why'd you puke it up?"
"Uh...I'm a bit lactose intolerant...."
"Dude that sucks! Can you not have pizza and shit??"
"I can but my gut and tummy hurt afterwards"
Tummy? Fuck he's so cute. "Man that sucks. Well maybe black coffee will be ok if not maybe I can find some soy milk or something. My dad likes that shit in his smoothies". Larry's eyes light up.
"Smoothie?? I want that!"
"Uh...not sure if my dad would like me messing with his fruit...he's kinda pissy about that..."
"O oh...Sorry..."
"No no it's ok! I know someone who could make you one if you want. It's in town though"
Larry shakes his head. "No please I don't know those people n nor do I really like people..."
I chuckle a bit "so do I but you're an exception"
He blushes a bit "mmm..."
I chuckle a bit again. "I'll just get us both a black coffee for the moment ok?"
He nods. I get up and go into the kitchen room and behold. The douche canoe himself.
"D dad?"
"Oh hey sal. The fuck you doing up so late?"
"Uh dad it's like 5 am"
"Whatever. Who's clothes are that? Did you bring a girl home?"
"Uh I Uh"
Larry walks into the room.
"Sal you ok?" He says
"The fuck is that??" dad says.
"Uh it's just larry" I say.
"Larry???? You brought a boy home????"
"Uh..."
"I'm not a boy!" Larry says. I know for a fact he's lying but well thank god I guess.
"Well thank the fucking god. What's up with the mask?" Dad says
"Uh..." Larry says
"Take it off"
"N no..."
"Take off the mask"
"No please I don't wanna"
"Take off the fucking mask before I do it!"
"Dad stop!!" I yell.
"The fuck you say to me?"
"I said stop". Dad grabs me by the neck.
"You don't tell me what to do little shit!"
Chocking a bit I say "f fuck you abuser". Larry intervenes by punching him in the face. My dad just laughs.
"How weak are you?? I bet you're not even a girl. I bet my son is a faggot just like you. Faggot boy!" My dad says. That's enough I find a tranquilizer dart and shot him as fast as I can. Bawling my eyes out a bit. Larry is crying to.
"I is he always like this???"
"No...he's probably sleep deprived and has a hangover..." Larry hugs me
"I'm sorry" he says. I hug him back.
"It's ok I'm kinda used to it by now."
"T that's not good..."
"Eh...we better go somewhere els before he wakes up and goes back to work..." I grab the coffee and go back into my room. Larry follows.