Coming Home

The walk to Brian's house was quiet. I really didn't want to walk alone, in fear my dad would find me and beat the shit out of me.

As soon as I got to Brians I went straight to his room, after all my dad always made me stay there when I got home. It didn't last very long of me staying up there though, Suzy called me down and I sat silently on the couch, watching TV.

"Zacky, are you normally this quiet?" Suzy calls from the kitchen.

"Yeah." I answer weakly.

Brian Haner Sr. Sat next to me watching TV as well. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door and I knew who it was, only one person banged that hard on a door instead of using the door bell. Mr. Haner got up, heading towards the door as I shrunk back in their couch. I really didn't want to see my dad. As soon as Brian opened the door, my dad towered over him.

"Is Zach here?" My dads gruff voice sounded.

Please for the love of god say no.

"Yeah he's here, Zach come here please!" Brian shouts.

"Okay." I answer.
I wanted to run upstairs and hide in Bri's room. Or fling myself out their front window and die. I slowly trudged to the door. I couldn't even bare looking up so my eyes were stuck to the floor.

"Hi dad." I mutter softly.

I felt his hand on my shoulder and I flinched. You can't blame me, I thought he was going to kill me. He shook my body slightly and I glanced up at him. His face wore a smile but I could in his eyes he wanted to murder me.

"Hey Zach, what are you doing here?" My dad questions.

"Bri said I could stay for awhile." I answer.

"Without telling me?" His voice sounded slightly more agressive.

"I-i um.. it was short notice." I answer pathetically.

"We're okay with it though." Mr. Haner pipes up.

I looked passed my dad to see Brian on his way towards us, thank god. He was staring at his shoes though, he seemed like he was an innoccent puppy that just got kicked. He suddenly looked up and locked eyes with me. I wanted to run and fucking tackle him but I know my dad would be pissed and as for Mr. Haner, I'm not sure.

"Zee!" Brian calls out.

Brian and I's dads looked over at him and I went for it, I ran towards him. A smile appeared on his face and one appeared on mine as well. He grabbed me and pulled me in a tight embrace. Once he pulled away, before I could even comprehend, he pressed his lips to mine. My eyes widened, my dad is going to kill me. I pressed mine back before quickly pulling away.

"I knew you were a fucking fag you brat!" My dad yells.

"Hey thats no way to speak to your kid." Mr. Haner replies.

This wasnt going to be pretty, whatsoever.

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