You're Gonna Go Far, Kid {Jalex}

Chapter 14

Jack's P.O.V.

The man standing in my kitchen was my uncle. My abusive uncle. He watched me when I was younger because my father and mother never really cared for me. The only problem, when I didn't do something he was ok with, he hit me. That progressed into kicking and punching.

My blood ran cold. He looked me dead in the eye.

"Wh-what are you doing here." I felt sick to my stomach.

"To tell you something." He grunted.

"No. Please go away." I felt some tears drip from my eyes.

I looked around and saw Rian and Alex's eyes on me. Alex looked so sorry for me, but I don't think he even knows what my uncle has done.

Rian was shocked. Rian knew what my uncle did. Rian hated him.

"Jack I tried getting him to leave but he insisted talking to you." Rian explained.

"I'm not talking to you. Please leave." I begged.

I was full on crying now as more tears streamed down my face.

"I know I had a rough past with you but Jack please listen. I have bad news. You're lucky I came over to tell you, nobody else would because nobody wants to talk to the fag in the family." My uncle spat.

Rian's face went from normal to angry at his words. Rian came by my side and crossed his arms.

"Don't you dare call him a fucking fag again! I'll pound you so hard tha-" Rian started.

"Can someone please explain what's going on?" Alex interupted.

"Me and Jacky here, used to have some good times growing up. His parents were practically dead beats so I raised him. But the thing is, Jack's father died." My uncle explained coldy to Alex.

"Hell of a parent you were. Sorry to inform you but you don't beat your kids." Rian growled at his face.

Alex's eyes filled with shock and dissapointment at my uncle.

"My father died. Thanks for telling me. Now please leave." I told my uncle. I just noticed how much I'd been shaking when I pointed him out the door.

Rian felt terrible for me and was behind my back the every second my uncle was in the house. He left, thankfully, but scowled at me and muttered something about my father hating me anyways.

When he left I shut the door. I sighed and lent my head on the door. I started sobbing.

I felt some arms wrap around me. They picked me up set me down somewhere else. I knew they were Alex'sbut I couldn't see because my eyes were flooded with tears.

"Baby, he hit you?" Alex asked.

My tears stopped a little. I noticed he was holding me. My body was sprawled across the couch and my head was in Alex's lap.

Rian was sitting in the living room chair.

I simply nodded my head at the question.

"Who was he?"

"That was Jack's uncle. Jack's parents never really liked Jack and made him go to his uncle's. He practically raised him, but also hated him. Most people in Jack's family don't like him. It's only because of his sexual preferance which is insanely stupid. It's just been hard for him growing up." Rian explained for me.

I nodded slightly. Alex kissed my forehead.

"I am so sorry." He mumbled.

"My dad's dead. My family still hates me. And now that prick knows where I live." I sighed.