The Help~(Completed♡)

Power Over Tower

Rowan's P.O.V.

I heard the door to the apartment open before all four kids came dribbling into the kitchen,

"Hi.", they chimed. Callum looked drained.

"Hey guys. How was school?", I asked.

"Good.", three of the four chimed.

"Cal? How was your day?" He blinked a little bit,

"Fine."

"C'mere. We need to talk to you kiddo.", I said softly. We walked down the hall to one of the small living rooms. We had a big apartment. Six bedrooms, an office, living room, kitchen, four bathrooms, a study and three 'gathering' rooms.

"What?", Callum muttered, sitting on a couch. Evan and I stood in front of him,

"Your coach called us last night.", I said softly.

"Are you doing drugs?", Evan blurted out. Callum jumped up, towering over Evan angrily,

"Did you go through my shit!?"

"Hey! Sit down.", I said sternly, pushing him back onto the couch. Callum and Calvin were almost six foot, only a few inches shorter than me, but Evan was only about 5'7". Neither of them had ever used that to their advantage and I could tell it really hurt Evan. "Go. I'll handle this.", I said to him softly. He nodded a little, kissing Callum's head before walking out. "Did you see that?"

"Him leave? Yeah.", he snapped.

"You killed him Callum Andreas Stines.", I said sternly, "How dare you treat him like that? Were you really going to hurt him?"

"Of course not."

"Well to him you were. If you ever do something like that again, you-you might need to go somewhere else." His blue eyes met mine,

"W-What?"

"I won't have a violent teenager in my home, being a threat to my husband and kids. If you become that violent teenager, you'll have to go somewhere else Callum. And I never want to do that so we need to solve this. Now." I paused, "Tell me the truth right now, are you doing drugs?" He looked down, nodding a little. "What kind?"

"S-Steroids."

"I thought so. Go get them." He got up and went down the hall to his room as I followed.

"Is everything okay?", Calvin asked from his bed where he helped Devon with homework. I nodded,

"Everything's fine. You need to get your homework done too Cal."

"I need help with it."

"Okay. Dad's in the kitchen or we can help you later."

"Later. You guys work better together." I smiled a little, nodding. Callum handed me a small bag as I nodded,

"Thank you. Study." He walked off as I followed again, "Over the desk.", I said as I walked in with my belt. He hesitated,

"Dad I-I'm-"

"Sorry? Good. You know what drugs will do to you Callum. I'm really disappointed in you. But I'm even more upset with how you treated your dad."

"I-I know.", he whispered.

"Good. Desk, now." This time, he didn't hesitate.

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"If I ever find out you did drugs again, I'll double that and you'll be in rehab. Do you understand me?"

"Y-Yes sir.", he choked out.

"Good. Come're."

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"How was school?", I asked as Callum walked by the living room.

"Fine.", he whispered going to the bathroom. I sighed, rubbing my hand over my face.

"What's that about?", Damon asked.

"He hasn't talked to us in three days."

"Since the drug thing?" I nodded,

"I think I messed up. I shouldn't have said that shit about giving him away."

"You never said that. If he got violent- which I really think was the drugs- you would have to send him somewhere. Therapy or to group or some shit. You never said permanently because it wouldn't be."

"I guess so."

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"Dads?", Calvin said softly, waking Evan and I.

"What's wrong?", I asked sitting up in bed.

"Cal is really sick. Like, really really sick." Evan and I quickly got out of bed and rushed down the hall to the bathroom, where Callum threw up before laying on the floor. I sat next to him quickly,

"Cal, what's wrong baby?" He jumped away from me, whimpering as he cowered in the corner. I froze. Fuck. He's scared of me? When did he start being scared of me? Why-

"Rowan.", Evan snapped a little, moving past me and sitting in front of Callum.

"What's going on?", I heard Devon asked sleepily. Calvin picked him up,

"Bubba's sick. Let's get back to bed Devvy."

"Okay.", he yawned as they left.

"Callum, what's wrong?", Evan asked softly.

"I-I was never gonna h-hurt you.", he whispered, "I-I'm so sorry."

"Shh, it's okay baby. I forgive you.", Evan said petting his brown hair. Callum shook his head,

"You-You shouldn't. I'm the worst son. Y-You should just give me back now."

"Callum, I never meant it like that.", I whispered, "And I'm so so sorry I said it that way. So sorry. What I meant is that if you ever got violent you'd have to go to therapy or classes or some shit. Never anything permanent. This is your home, your family. I'd never take that from you baby. Ever."

"P-Promise?"

"I promise." He moved over, laying his head on my chest as I held him, "Are you okay? What's wrong?"

"I keep getting sick and-and I'm freezing but have a temperature."

"You're going through withdrawal kiddo."

"I thought you were still mad. I didn't wanna tell you and I told Calvin to leave it."

"I'm not mad. I-I forgive you."

"You-You do?" I nodded as he looked to Evan, who also nodded,

"Me too." He smiled weakly, sniffling a little,

"I'm sorry I mess up. I'm sorry I'm not as smart or easy or responsible as Calvin. I'm sorry I'm the difficult kid."

"We'd be bored if we never had to parent.", I said softly, "You are just as good as your brothers and sister. You make more mistakes, yes, but Calvin will too. And Sasha. It's likely you won't mess up as much in college because you got it out of the way now whereas I can see us picking up Calvin from parties in three years." He laughed a little. "We love all of you equally and we love you through your mistakes. We will get through this." Evan nodded,

"Together."