The Help~(Completed♡)

Dangerous Dads

Justin's P.O.V

"I'll fucking kill you.", Lance hissed as he shoved me into a locker.

"You'll kill me because you assaulted me?"

"Don't say a fucking word. Faggot." He shoved me once more before storming off as I stood frozen. Once I came back to reality, I saw Oliver across the hall, staring at me. He didn't say anything. What a great fucking brother.

"Come on.", Bella said, dragging me to Mr. Tyler's room.

"Woah what's wrong? Are you okay?", he asked, closing the door. I shook my head,

"No. Absolutely not."

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Dad was picking me up early for a doctor's appointment. I speed walked down the hall towards the office, but not quick enough as Lance came around the corner and threw me to the floor,

"Fucking faggot."

"Hey!", I heard dad bark. I got up, immediately attempting to stop him,

"Dad, leave it. Please." He pushed past me, pinning Lance to the lockers,

"You make a habit of fucking with my son?"

"Dad please.", I pleaded.

"Don't touch my goddamn kid again."

"Not my fault you raised a faggot."  Lance said, pushing past him. Dad started after him again but I grabbed his hand,

"Stop! You're not fucking helping!", I exclaimed before stepping back and shielding my face from an impending hit. Instead, I felt him gently move my hands,

"When have I ever hurt you like that?", he whispered.

"I'm sorry I cussed.", I said softly, barely even audible.

"It's okay." He paused, "How long has that been going on?"

"It's not important. Except now it's gonna escalate, so thanks.", I snapped, storming past him. He grabbed my arm,

"Hey, I was helping you!"

"You think you were helping me! You don't understand how much danger you just put me in dad! Now he can antagonize me about you trying to protect me on top of me being a fag."

"Justin don't you ever say something like that again!", he scolded, "We will figure this out together. But you don't get to get mad at me for trying to fucking protect you. It's my job to keep you safe dammit. You're not safe. If we need to talk to the cops or the school board or you need to go to a different school-"

"No. He doesn't get to win! I can handle this dad. It's what I have to deal with for being myself."

"I'm proud of you for being yourself. And it's bullshit that you get treated like this-"

"But I do. And I have been since I was ten dad. You and I both know that me being gay is a huge problem for literally everyone. You-You deserve a son who plays football and-and can sit through a Nascar race. You deserve a son who brings home a girl, not a black eye. You deserve grandkids and Letterman jackets and a normal freaking kid. You're an incredible dad and you got screwed having me as a kid." He walked towards me, holding my shoulders tightly,

"If you ever say any of those things again, you might change your mind about what a great dad I am when your stuck over my damn knee." I swallowed hard, sniffling a little,

"It-It's true."

"Absolutely none of that was true. Oli does all of those things with me. You tell me when my clothes don't match. And what tie makes me look more professional for meetings. I will have so many freaking grandkids Jus. And just because you won't have a wife to give birth to kids does not mean you can't have kids. You can adopt or have a surrogate or decide later that you don't want kids. You are such an incredible kid. I got so freaking lucky to have you as my son. You're kind and smart and you save me from fashion disasters and help me fix things when I upset your mother. Yeah, I love watching races with Oli or going to his football games, but I also love seeing you in the play. And realizing I actually love the musicals you make me watch. All of you kids like different things. I love doing different things with all of you. If all I did with my sons was watch football and talk about girls, I'd be bored out of my mind. I need to switch it up sometimes. Even if it's having tea parties with Elena or listening to Ophelia go on some rant about how boys suck. Everyone is different and everyone needs different things. You are incredible in every way and I'm not letting people treat you like shit because you're different and incredible." I hugged him tightly,