ALWAYS THERE
Takes place at the beginning of episode 8 with the beat down outside Babylon.
I hear
"Hey" and turn my head.
"You fuckin pervert."
*slam right in the face followed by multiple kicks in the ribs*
Shit. Fuck this asshole fuckin hurts. Yet all I can think is, holy shit is Justin ok? Then all of a sudden he's on the guys back, pulling him away.
"Dad! Dad. Ohmgodstopit!!"
DAD? It's his fuckin DAD!!?
He finally stops. I go to get up and Michael, Theodore and Emmet are there already. I lunge after Craig and they restrain me.
"It's his dad stop it!" Emmet says. He's right. I stop and Craig starts to talk to a very confused, angry, upset Justin.
"That's it Justin. That is it. You come home now, or you never come home again."
"FUCK!" I shout and release myself from the restraint. He's going away. A second ago we were headed home to fuck and now his asshole father is taking him away.
Wait? Why am I thinking this? I mean he's just some little tag-a-long-trick right? He doesn't matter to me.
Except he does. I won't admit it to anyone but I c…c…care about that kid.
I start to walk away expecting, when I turn around, to see Justin leaving with his dad.
Then I hear it.
"Never again." At that I turn around. Did he just say.. then I get my answer.
"Did you hear me? I said NEVER AGAIN!!! GO! Get the fuck out of here! I'm never coming…home again. NEVER! FUCKING NEVER!"
He starts to, well….flail and I grab him.
"Justin."
Than I am just there, holding him. He is close to tears, but holds them back. I say only this.
"Stop." He tries to push me away, but I don't let him. I look at him trying to calm him down. When he does he tries to pull away again, and I let him. Pushing him to the other side of my car. Taking him with me.
He walks around, takes one last look at his father, and gets in. Mikey comes up to me.
"Hey, come to the diner okay?" I agree to do so then I enter the car.
When I get in, I buckle up and before starting the car I take Justin's hand and pull his eyes to meet mine. I kiss him softly on the lips.
"Did he hurt you?" He looks surprised.
"Me? W-- What about you? I mean he.." I cut him off.
"We'll talk about that later I just need to know that your okay. Physically at least."
He nods and I continue.
"Did he hit you?"
He shakes his head.
"No. No he didn't get a chance to. I hit him though." I nod.
"We're going to the diner okay?" He nods and we head to the diner.
We don't talk he entire way. But our intertwined hands never leave each others.
I make a vow to my self right then and there.
That if anyone EVER tries to hurt him, I will always be there.