Give It Time ~ Carl Gallagher × Male! Reader

Chapter 1

I decided to rewrite my entire Carl x male! Reader book because the other one really didn't match carl right!
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My parents are broke now. My father lost his job. My mothers job didn't make enough money to support us. So we are moving to the southside of Chicago. Honestly it sucks moving away from everyone I know but maybe this is my chance to make friends with someone new. Maybe living in the southside of Chicago will be interesting. As the car stops, we all get out. "Well  is our new home!" My mother said excitly trying to lighten the mood. My dad glared at her "This house is shit, just like both of you disgusting humans!" I just looked down with tears in my eyes, i have never been one for getting cussed, or anything like that. You see, im sensitive. Most people say since im a boy i shouldn't be sensitive but i have feelings to. My dad just doesn't know when to be quiet. I don't think I would ever be able to hurt someone like he has our family. What he has done to my mother and I was terrible. I honestly don't see why she is still with him but its her choice not mine. Im also gay but I will never tell my dad that because he would disown me and he would kill me for being gay. Like for real. He hates gay people. He always trash talks gay people saying "They will go to hell." Or "How can a faggot even sleep at night knowing they are going to burn?" My mother knows im gay and she still loves me but she agreed on not telling my father. My mother doesn't deserve what that man does to her but i cant do anything because im to innocent to hit someone. I can't even look at someone the wrong way without crying so what makes anyone think i could hit my father? My father is a buff man. As I kept thinking about this, i felt eyes on me. I turned around to see a group of people looking out their window at me. Me being me waved at me while smiling. They quickly closed the blinds. My mother came back out again, "Watch out honey, your father's mad again." She spoke softly, so he wouldn't hear her. I watched as she grabbed his bag and struggled to get it to the house. I just looked at the stuff and started to grab a few of the bags before heading inside to put them down in the kitchen. My mother sniled gratefully. "Thanks hon." She smiled at me. "Your welcome mom." I spoke smiling. I couldn't imagine what my mother feels. She has it worse then me. I feel like she wants to leave my father but she knows she can't because first she still loves him. Second he would try to hurt her. Which he already does but i mean if he wanted her dead? She would be dead. My father is dangerous when he wants to be and if my mother left him, he would probably try to find her which would be easy for him because at one point in time he was in a gang. So he knows how to hurt someone badly. He knows that both my mother and I are sensitive. I think thats why he throws insults at me is to see if im manly enough which we all know im not but still. A father shouldn't try to make his loved ones cry. He has done enough to this family. "WHY DID YOU LEAVE YOUR SHIT RIGHT HERE?" I heard my father scream. Oh no. I ran inside quickly and closed the door so no one could hear what he was saying. My mother was shaking as she looked at him scared. "Im sorry honey! I didn't mean to lea-" before she could finish he striked her across the face. My father looked and me and started to walk towards me. I slowly backed up until I made it to the front door. I ran and I didn't look back until i was a good block or two from my house. I just stood there, trying to catch my breathe. I started walking looking behind me to see if my father would appear but i knew he wouldn't. I wasn't paying attention and ran straight into someone. I looked up at the guy. "Im sorry!" I spoke looking up at the boy. He just glared "Why the fuck did your bitch ass just run into me?" He said. I just turned away from him. I knew i couldn't go back home because i knew my father locked me out of the house. The guy grabbed my shoulder. "Im talking to you." He growled out. I just looked up at him. Im more feminine then anything and he scared me badly. I think he saw how bad he scared me because he smirked. I just looked down again. I pulled my shoulder from his grasp and walked away from him. This time he didn't pull me back, which i was grateful for. As i walked back to my house i pulled out my earbuds and phone and started listening to "Play Date" by Melanie Martinez. I love her. Shes ana amazing singer! As I walked up onto the porch i tried to open the door but guess what? It was locked. I just sigh quietly as I walked into the backyard and into the woods. I started walking blaring "Crybaby" by Melanie Martinez cause why not? I started to climb one of the tree's. I climbedt to the top and just sat looking at the sunset. I didn't even know it was that late. I thought it was at least 4:00pm but I guess not. I jumped off the tree and started off towards my house. I started to climb up the house and into one of the windows. I just looked around at the small little room. It looked bad, sorta like someone died in here. There was something red which looked liked blood and the wallpaper was ripped. Why did i choose this room to climb into out of every room in this house? This room is creepy as hell. My phone vibrated and i almost had a heart attack.