(A.N:/ Okay, so, chapter nine! :D This one starts out a little before Nick and Jeff meet at the park. It also starts out in Jeff's POV. When that scene ends it goes to the scene after Nick and Jeff talk. I figured you guys didn't want to re-read the same scene of Nick and Jeff talking...Now, there are only three more chapters (not counting this one) until this story is over. Anyway, hope you guys enjoy! :D)
Trigger Warning: Child abuse in the opening scene
Jeff sighed dramatically as he opened another beer. He mindlessly flipped through the tv channels, only half paying attention to what he was watching. It had been around a month since Nick spoke to him, and it was all he could think about. After a few moments Jeff realized that his mind drifted back to thoughts of Nick and he scowled. "Fuck him." Jeff mumbled under his breath.
Jeff took another swig of his beer before he heard the sound of a car pulling in his driveway. It was his father. Jeff jumped up from the chair, looking around the house frantically. There wasn't enough time to leave without having to speak to him. Just as Jeff started to make his way to the stairs, deciding that he could climb out his bedroom window, the front door opened and in walk Jeff's dad, a man of about six in a half feet, double Jeff's weight, and greying hair. Other than that he looked strikingly similar to Jeff.
Jeff's father gave Jeff a once over before scowling. "Oh, you're here..."
Without even thinking Jeff immediately shot back. "Yeah, why the fuck wouldn't I?"
In only two strides Mr. Sterling was a few inches away from Jeff. He balled his hand up in a fist and hit Jeff's left cheek. "Don't talk to me like that boy!"
"Sorry." Jeff said, gingerly cupping his cheek.
Mr. Sterling slapped Jeff's hand away. "And don't hold your face like that! You look like a little pussy faggot or some shit!" He barked out, spit flying all over Jeff's face.
Jeff glanced at the door that was still wide open. "I was just about to leave..."
"Why? So you can go fuck more of your little boyfriends? You're a slut. A faggy, worthless slut, Jeff."
Jeff flinched slightly at the harshness of his father's words. Sure, Jeff was kind of a slut, and yeah, he liked boys as well as girls, but he wasn't worthless. Right? Jeff took a moment to recover from the insult and shook his head slightly, looking down at the ground. "No...I was just gonna-"
Jeff was cut off by another punch to his face, this time making Jeff bite down on his lip hard enough for it to start bleeding. His nose was hit on impact and started bleeding, quickly flowing down into his mouth and staining his teeth. Jeff almost lost his balance due to the force but was able to stay standing, now using the stair railing that was digging into his back, to support him. "Don't talk to me!" Mr. Sterling barked out, slapping Jeff again.
Jeff finally fell to the ground and stayed there, hoping his father would leave him alone. His father kicked him in the side a few more times before spitting on Jeff. "You fucking worthless piece of shit. You got kicked out of that fancy school. That's the third school in the last two years. Can you at least try not to fuck everything up?! Just for once in your life? Get out."
"What?" Jeff asked, wide eyed.
"Get out. And don't come back."
"I-w-what!?"
"Get out! Now!" Mr. Sterling said, yanking Jeff up by the hair and pulling him towards the door.
Jeff managed to get away and ran out of the door, only to have Mr. Sterling slam the door behind him. Jeff scoffed, wiped the blood off his mouth as best as he could, held his shoulders up high, and walked down the street with as much pride as he could muster.
It wasn't until a few minutes later that Jeff began to realize just how cold it was. He paused for a moment and pulled out his phone, hoping that either Blaine or Sebastian would take him in for a few days, at least until his father cooled down a bit. He went to call Sebastian but exited out when he remembered that Sebastian went to France three days ago to visit his mother in France. His finger hovered over Blaine's number but decided against it, knowing full well that Blaine had been spending all his time with Kurt. It took them forever to actually get together and Jeff didn't want to bother them. And he especially didn't want to become their awkward third wheel.
With no place to go Jeff decided to just continue walking aimlessly, until reaching a park. Jeff sat down on a bench and held his head in his hands, rubbing his face to try and get rid of his headache. Shit, where am I supposed to go? I can't go home because that asshole is there and everyone I actually like is already busy. What the fuck!?
"Jeff?"
**insert Nick and Jeff talking scene from last chapter**
Nick jumped awake when he heard his phone going off. He rubbed his eyes and picked up his phone, frowning when he saw it was an unknown number. "Hello?" Nick asked, tiredly.
"So, you still have a couch I can bum on?" Jeff asked, yawning.
Nick looked at the clock and frowned. "Idiot, it's midnight. I said text me in an hour if you needed a place to stay. Not four."
Nick could hear Jeff scoffing on the other side. "Yeah well your house isn't exactly my first choice to stay at."
"Really? Because last time I checked, it was your only one..." Nick shot back.
"Yeah, yeah. Whatever."
"My address is 621 Hannig Way. I'm only waiting ten minutes for you so if you aren't here by then you're sleeping outside."
"Fine." Jeff said before hanging up.
"Asshole..." Nick mumbled to himself, rolling out of bed and lazily making his way down the stairs.
About seven or eight minutes later Nick heard a knock on the door. Nick opened the door and frowned. "You're late."
Jeff gaped. "What!? No I'm not!" Jeff yelled, throwing his hands up in air.
Nick rolled his eyes. "Whatever. I'm going back to bed."
"Wait...I'm hungry..." Jeff said, kicking his feet.
Nick sighed slightly before going inside the fridge and pulling out almost a full pizza that Nick had made earlier. "Here." Nick said, setting the pizza on the table and pulling out two plates. Nick sat down and Jeff did the same.
"Thought you were going to bed." Jeff sneered.
"Shut up." Nick said, taking a bite out of his pizza.
Jeff took a slice and went to take a bite but dropped the entire slice in his lap. Nick laughed and Jeff frowned. "Hey, not funny." He said, starting to laugh a little himself.
"C'mon, follow me." Nick said, moving to the living room.
"I'm assuming this is the couch I'll be bumming on?" Jeff asked, sitting down next to Nick.
Nick nodded. "Either that or the floor."
"Ah, okay. Well then I must say that the couch looks pretty damn good to me." Jeff said, making Nick laugh.
"Yeah, yeah." Nick said, waving Jeff off. "Now hurry up and eat so I can go to bed."
"I don't need babysat, you know." Jeff said, taking another bite of his pizza.
"I know." Nick said, simply.
"Then why are you still here?"
"Obviously because I love our conversations." Nick said, sarcastically.
Jeff laughed. "Yeah? Same here. I live for our nightly conversations!"
"Nightly? It's...shit, almost one in the morning. That isn't even night anymore."
"Holy shit, it's one?" Jeff said, looking at the clock. "Damn."
"Yeah...We should hurry up and finish eating..."
Jeff nodded. "Yeah...hey Nick?"
"Yeah?"
"I uh...thanks...for, you know, letting me stay the night and shit..." Jeff said, awkwardly looking down at the floor.
"Yeah, it's uh, it's alright. My family's gone for the week so if you needed a couch to crash on, mine's free." Nick said, giving Jeff a tired smile.
Jeff smiled back, a little crookedly due to the awkward swelling of his face.
Nick frowned a little, and got up. "Wait a second. I'll be right back." A minute later Nick was back with some rubbing alcohol and a few cotton swabs.
Jeff frowned, knowing what Nick was about to do. "No."
"It needs to be done, Jeff. You have like six cuts on your face."
"But it'll hurt!" Jeff whined.
"Stop acting like a fucking child and let me fix you up." Nick said, holding Jeff down with one hand as he sloppily applied rubbing alcohol on Jeff's wounds.
"Ouch! What the Hell man! That fucking hurts!" Jeff yelled, trying to wiggle away from Nick.
"There, I'm finished." Nick said, moving away from Jeff. "See? All better you little baby."
Jeff pouted. "Shut up. That fucking hurt. It still stings."
Nick chuckled. "Suck it up."
"You fucking attacked me with that shit and you tell me to suck it up?" Jeff said, frowning.
Nick rolled his eyes and smiled. "Yeah, yeah."
Jeff gave Nick a cheeky grin. "Fuck you."
"Whatever, it's late. I'm going to bed." Nick said, starting to get up. Nick tripped on Jeff's foot and fell onto his lap. In an awkward struggle to get up Nick banged his head on Jeff's forehead. "Shit! Sorr-" Nick stopped talking when he looked up to Jeff's face, only centimeters away from Jeff's. Jeff's pupils dilated and he licked his lips. "Shit. God, help me." Nick mumbled to himself before crashing his lips against Jeff's in a frantic kiss.
(A.N:/ And that would be where I'm ending the chapter. Ha, anyway, hope you enjoyed! I'll try to update soon!)
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