Once we saw the ring Brian’s face went slightly red; he tightened his grip on the shot glass, causing it to shatter all over the table. Everyone was wide-eyed and really shocked. I looked over to him, stroking his hair as I looked at his hand; it was cut pretty badly.

“You okay, baby?” I asked him, grabbing a towel so I could stem the blood-flow. It didn’t seem to work, so I applied more pressure which made him wince. He shook his head slowly. “Do you want to talk about it?” He nodded, pulling me up with him and motioned for Jimmy and Michelle to stay put. Once we were outside he turned to face me, his eyes were welling up with tears.

“I-… um, that ring that Val has… Well I was going to buy that for you and…” he begun, looking down as he did but I cut him off with a kiss that was filled with raw emotion and passion. He was a little shocked at first but after a second his body responded, kissing me back just as fiercely. I reluctantly pulled away, any longer and we’d be in an alley somewhere fucking each other senseless. He pouted a little, giggling I bit his lip. “Baby, you really know how to cheer me up.”

Brian noted as he grabbed my hand, putting it against his denim-clad erection. I smirked and began palming him, making him bite his lip so he didn’t moan.

“I know, Bri. Do you like that, baby?” I teased, running my thumb up and down his zipper. He tensed up, looking around frantically before pulling me behind a sign; motioning for me to quiet. I cocked an eyebrow to which he mouthed “you’re father”. I went really pale, and cold. I hated that man, that man who made my life a living hell, the one who is a fucking sadist.

We were there crouched for at least 5 minutes before we could finally hear his drunken voice, I risked a glance around the sign. There he was, drunk as all hell, stumbling around with some blonde, half-naked, drunken, bimbo whores. I could feel Brian tensed next to me; he hated James as much as I did. Mine and Brian’s mouth fell open in shock at what we saw before us, those whores that my father were with weren’t just some random girls; it was fucking Brittany, Katrina, Vicky, Nancy and Clara.

“Jamesy, look at who we have here!” Brittany exclaimed, pointing towards Brian and I. We simultaneously groaned as my father spotted us.

“Well, look at what the cat dragged in! If it isn’t my little pet and his faggot?” he laughed sadistically. Brian made to walk forward so he could punch him but I hooked my finger into his belt loops, pulling him back to me.

“James…” Brian glared, pulling me behind him as my father walked forwards so he could hug me. “Don’t you fucking dare lay a fucking hand on Zachary.” He spat. My father laughed hard, which made his sluts laugh too.

“Like you could stop me? What are you gon’ do if I touch him, huh?” he slurred, taking a step forward.

“Bash your skull in.” Brian stated simply as if it was the easiest thing in the world. That made James laugh even harder, he walked forward so he was nose to nose with Bri.

“Like you could do shit to me,” James noted, breathing heavy. “What’s it too you if I touch my son again? He’s mine so I can touch him however and whenever I like.” James said, reaching around Bri to shove his hands down my pants to brush his fingers over my dick then he grabbed it fully in his hand, beginning to pump me. Brian noticed my sobbing and choking so he turned his head slightly to see what was going on. “I want my son back at home with me.”

“That ain’t fucking happening!!!” Brian screamed at James.

Bri’s eyes were literally a black colour and his face had gone bright red, he was absolutely furious; winding back his arm he punched James full-force in the stomach. James stumbled back a bit but made to walk back to me. Brittany was hysterical, rushing over she tried to pull my boyfriend off of my father but as Brittany grabbed Brian’s arm to stop him knocking James onto the ground I came forward and slapped her, not really caring that I could get jailed for hitting her.

“That’s for raping Zach!” Brian spat as his fist connected with his jaw, “That’s for murdering Maria!” another punch to the head. “That’s…” *punch* “for…” *punch* “hurting….” *punch* “my…” *punch* “boyfriend…” *punch* “all…” *punch* “of… these… years!!” and that’s when Jimmy came over and pulled Brian off of James. Brittany was sobbing frantically, as was the rest of her groupies. They helped up the cunt and took him back to wherever the fuck they were staying at.

“Did James really murder Maria?” Jimmy asked Brian and I. Brian nodded whilst I shrugged, I hadn’t really known how my mom had died; all my abomination had said was “she died in her sleep”.

“How’d you find out?” I asked, wrapping my arm around Bri’s waist. Jimmy was on my other side, his arm was around my shoulders as they led me back inside.

“Well, her and Suzy were always close and also Zina told Brent who just so happened to tell me.

After our night out us all went home, Bri pulled me down onto the bed on top of him kissing my hair.

“I’m not really in the mood tonight, babe. I’m sorry.” I told him, he nodded and laid me down next to him so he was looking into my eyes.

“I understand, Zach, it is okay because quite honestly neither am I.” he replied, kissing my forehead. I smiled slightly, resting my head on his chest.

“Okay, first thing tomorrow then?” I asked, he smirked and nodded.

“Well can I say what you did back there was oh so every hot.”

“You think so?” he inquired, I nodded and blushed. “You know very well that I’m not gonna let anyone touch you like the way that I’m supposed too.”

“I know baby, same with me.”

“C’mon sweetheart, bed time.” And with that, I curled up against him; falling asleep.

“I love you, Brian Elwin.” I yawned, his arms tightened around me, pulling me close to him as possible.

“As I love you, Zachary James,” he whispered, kissing the tip of my nose as I finally drifted off to sleep.