Alright! I'm back and it is now time for the confrontation most of us have been waiting for! How will things go between BB and his dad. Read on to find out! Enjoy!

BB walked up to his house and stared at it with intimidation clear in his eyes.

"What am I thinking? I can't do this! But I must do this! If I don't tell him now…I'll never be able to and things will just get worse. Hell…they'll probably get worse if I do tell him. Ugh." BB thought as he slowly started walking up to the front door. BB stops before reaching the porch, reached into his pocket, and pulled out his cell phone and dials a number.

"Hello." The voice says.

"Hey Katie." BB replies.

"What do you need?" Kaitlyn asks. BB takes a gulp before answering.

"I'm not going to keep you long because I have something I need to do, but I just remembered that I need to tell Mike something." BB answers.

"What? Blaine, now you are starting to scare me. What are you doing?" Kaitlyn says with worry starting to become clear in her voice.

"Don't worry about it. Don't worry about me. Just tell Mike something for me." BB says before he quickly tells Kaitlyn what he wanted to tell Mike. "I've gotta go! I'll talk to you later, Katie. I love you!" BB says before hanging up the phone.

"I don't have the heart to tell her. She'll find out anyways. It's only a matter of time." BB thought before slowing walking up the porch steps to his house.

Kaitlyn looks at her phone with a look mixed with shock, hurt, and confusion when Mike walks downstairs and sees the look on her face.

"What's the matter, sweetheart?" Mike asks sitting next to his daughter.

"Nothing really, but Blaine was acting really weird." Kaitlyn replies.

"What do you mean weird?" Mike asks in return.

"Well he acted like he was going away forever or something. He said don't worry about me and to tell you that 'Patriots are going to the World Series this year'. I think Blaine is a little con…dad?" Kaitlyn explains before catching the look on her dad's face.

"Kaitlyn…when did you get off the phone with him?" Mike asks in the most serious tone that she ever heard from her father.

"Probably about a couple minutes ago. When you came downstairs, he just hung up on me. Why? Are you gonna tell him that the Patriots don't play baseball?" Kaitlyn asks confused.

"No. He knows that the Patriots are a football team. That's what I was afraid of. I need to get to Tulsa…and fast." Mike says quickly leaving Kaitlyn and running up the stairs. When Kaitlyn reaches her parents' bedroom, she sees her dad rapidly packing a bag.

"Dad! What's going on with Blaine? Please tell me!" Kaitlyn yells in almost a panic.

"Katie, that remark about the World Series was a code. Before he left that day, I told Blaine that if he was going to be in any immediate danger to tell me in any way he can that some random football team was going to the World Series and I would go to Houston and get him myself." Mike replies zipping up his bag. "After a month, I thought that my brother would change. I guess I'm wrong about that bastard. I've got to get there before Blaine gets extremely hurt."

"I'm going too. If Blaine is in danger, I want to be there to help him. He doesn't deserve this. He's walking right into a trap." Kaitlyn answers. Mike goes to tell her no, but stops and looks at his daughter with sympathetic eyes. He remembers that when the two were little, they were always around each other, played, and acted like brother and sister. He knows that she won't like what she will see, but she doesn't care and wants to help her cousin when he knows he's going to need it most.

"Alright. Hurry up and pack a bag. We need to get going as soon as possible." Mike says grabbing his bag as Kaitlyn quickly runs to her room and starts packing.

BB walks into the house, and as he closes the door he hears a loud growl coming from the living room.

"Who the fuck is slamming the door? Can't a guy get som…oh it's you!" Johnny says glaring at BB.

"Yep. It's me. Dad we need to talk." BB says trying to stay calm, but he is getting more nervous by the second.

"About what? Where the hell have you been all day, you little shit?" Johnny asks. It didn't take very long for it to happen; at that moment, BB lost all sense of control and started to unleash hell.

"Where was I? How about where were YOU two days ago when your slut of a date decided to hit on me? Oh wait! I remember! You were the asshole who decided to let her do that shit to me." BB retorted but was quickly slapped in the mouth by his father.

"You watch your mouth. You don't talk to me like that. I'm your father." Johnny replied getting angrier by the second.

"My father? MY FATHER! You are a lot of things, but a father to me isn't one of them. A father cares for his son. A father doesn't allow their date to have sex with their son. A FATHER DOESN'T DO DRUGS IN THE LIVING ROOM AND PASS OUT. I can't believe I was so stupid. I should have known you weren't going to change. What's the saying grandpa told me…that's right 'leopards don't change their spots'. Once a liar…always a liar." BB said before getting punched in the stomach by his father.

"You little bastard. After everything I've done for you since you came back. You have the nerve to talk to me like this." Johnny says enraged while walking closer to BB. BB tries to keep his distance by backing away from his father, but soon finds himself cornered.

"Done as what? A cover-up for your true intentions. The best thing for you should have been to let me stay in Houston. But NO! You had to be a big shot and give everyone the classic bullshit line of how you've changed. If you were trying to fool everybody, you epically failed. The only person you fooled is me. Nobody else believed you, but I defended you. I DEFENDED YOU! What do you do in return? You lied to me…you LIED TO ME! You lied to about quitting drugs. You lied about wanting me back and you lied to me about lov…."BB shouted at the top of his lungs before his dad stopped him by grabbing his throat.

"I'm only going to say this once. Shut. Your. Mouth. It's none of your business what I do in my personal life. Just because I was able to use technicalities and loopholes to get you away from my dick of a brother, doesn't mean I didn't want you back. I really did. I can tell you have already been around Mike way too long. You don't know when to shut up. I can tell you right now that if you open your mouth again…you won't be around to say anything else. You understand?" Johnny asks with venom in every word. BB's eyes widen as he nods. Johnny smirks and loosens the hold on BB's throat. BB believes this is the one opportunity that he has to get free. BB raises his knee and catches his father in the gut—which fully releases the hold on his throat. BB takes a big gasp and starts to run for it; as he tries to get away, his dad catches him by the ponytail.

"Now that wasn't nice. Where do you think you're going?" Johnny asks condescendingly. BB glares at his father while he thinks about his answer.

"I'm going away. Away from you and away from anything around here that reminds me of you. I might have to love you, by I sure as fuck don't like you. It doesn't matter where I go. As long as I am away from you." BB answers in return, every word releasing more and more anger.

"I really don't think so. You see I have the courts on my side. You run, you become a teenage runaway. You can't win, Blaine. Besides, if you get away, who will be able to help you? Steve? Nope. Be too obvious. Your friends? You don't have any. What about your cousin Kaitlyn that you adore so much? Not gonna happen. That slut's too busy getting knocked up by her boyfriend. You're pathetic. You're weak. You'll be alone. Why do you think Mike took you in the first place? Because he was the last resort. Do you really think he wanted you? Nope. You're just a burden. A burden for him just like you've always been a burden for me." Johnny says laughing. At that moment, BB's head is swirling with emotions ranging from sad to anger—which BB responds by slapping his father in the face.

"Nice to know what you thought of me all these years. A burden, huh? You're a bastard. I'd rather die alone than have to be called a pathetic burden by you." BB says backing away slowly.

"You know what? You might just get your wish." Johnny said finally having enough with his son's words. Quickly after, Johnny throws a punch which BB narrowly avoids.

"What the hell am I thinking? I can't fight him! He has a black belt…thanks a lot Steve. He'll kill me…literally. I guess I just have one option left." BB thought as he ran upstairs as quickly as possible with his father on his heels. BB makes it to his bedroom and tries to lock the door, but Johnny was too fast and kicks the door away.

"Please. You don't want to do this. You don't like me, but I'm your son. YOUR SON! You should think about this." BB said trying to convince his dad that pummeling him will solve nothing. Johnny stops in his crusade against his son and stops to think about what his son said. Johnny looks to have taken his son's plea to heart and walks to him with open arms. BB takes a couple steps forward before he realized he fell into another trap when he feels something collide with his temple. BB stumbles back and holds onto the wall to keep his balance. He reaches up to the side of his head and when he looks at his fingers, they come back coated with blood. He looks at his dad with dazed vision and watches him twirl his ring around his finger.

"Sorry, Blaine. But this is going to hurt me more than it will hurt you." Johnny says cracking his knuckles and walking towards BB as he cringes in fear.

"DAD! I know you're worried, but driving 106 down the interstate won't make things better. Can you slow down?" Kaitlyn asks as she yells at her dad while he is weaving through lanes of traffic to make it to BB as fast as possible.

"I know. I'm sorry. I'm acting like a madman, but I'm worried. Have you been able to call your cousin?" Mike asks slowing down the car and calming down.

"Not yet. Every time I call, it goes straight to voice mail. I don't like this, dad." Kaitlyn says getting more worried about her cousin by the second.

"Everything will be fine. Trust me. By this time tomorrow, Blaine will be coming back where he belongs…at home with us." Mike says focusing on the road—more determined than ever as Kaitlyn looks at him with astonishment.

"Don't do anything stupid, Blaine. We're on our way. Just stay safe." Kaitlyn thought looking at the interstate before looking back down at her phone.

"What's the matter, Blaine? Scared?" Johnny asks inching closer to his son, who couldn't stop trembling in fear.

"Wh...what makes you think I'm scared?" BB asks unconvincingly to his dad. Johnny laughs and wraps his arm tightly around his son's shoulders.

"You shouldn't be scared of me. I'm not going to hurt you. I'm actually very proud of you for standing up to me." Johnny answers letting go of his son. BB spins around to face his father once again.

"Really? You mean that? You're proud of me?" BB replies not sure what to make of the situation. Johnny smiles and quickly hugs BB.

"I do. I just wanted to show you how much that meant to me." Johnny says. Almost instantaneously after saying that, Johnny gets an evil smirk across his face. He quickly leaves the hugs and slaps his son across the face. BB stumbles back holding his left cheek. He looks up at his father with a complete look of shock as if to say 'Why did you do that?'

"Look you little bastard. I'm done playing happy house with you. I don't like you and you sure as hell don't like me. So I might as well tell you the truth. It was all your fault that our family went to shit. I love you, but you shouldn't have happened. You were always 'Mommy and Daddy's little mistake'. Johnny said matter-of-factly. It was then that BB finally understood that nothing and absolutely nothing will change his father's mind or his opinion about him. He loved him because he was his father, but that was it. His mere existence made his father hate him. Usually BB would be overcome with sadness, but this time, it was full-fledged anger.

"Go to hell, you bastard." BB said with clear hatred and spite in his voice. BB didn't know what came over him, but he lost control of himself and punched his father square in the jaw. Johnny stumbled over to the side and held his jaw as he looked at BB with look of pure shock in his eyes. At that moment, BB couldn't fight away the smile on his face. BB realized what he did and decided that now would be the perfect time to run for it. As he tried to make it to the door, Johnny caught his son by the belt loops of his jeans.

"Oh no. No running away this time around. You're going to stay and take everything like a man." Johnny says yanking BB back as hard as he can, but BB manages to latch onto the bedroom door for dear life.

"I did that when I was ten. There's no excuse for this. I'm almost seventeen. THIS. IS. BULLSHIT!" BB replies trying to grab whatever he could to leave the room, but his father was just as resilient as he was. When his dad let his left hand go from BB's jeans to the sleeve of his shirt, BB took the chance and jumped with all the strength he could muster out of his father's hold. The first thing BB registered when he freed himself was the sight of his father holding the sleeve of his shirt and a piece of the beltline of his jeans in his hands. When his dad started dashing for him, BB jumped to his feet and ran for the stairs as fast as possible. Unfortunately for BB, his fastest wasn't fast enough because as soon as BB made it halfway down the stairs, his dad grabbed his left arm.

"Nice try. I told you that you weren't going to be able to get away from me this time." His dad said weaving BB's arm through the banister. BB figures out his plan and tries to plea with his dad.

"Come on…don't do this. Don't do something you will regret for the rest of your life. Please!" BB frantically says to his dad.

"Well…there is one thing you can do to get me to stop. You can admit you were wrong…and tell me you love me." Johnny says getting ready to attack. BB shakes his head while glaring at his father.

"After what you told me, I'd rather gouge my eyes out with tweezers." BB said with no regrets.

"That can be arranged, but right now let's work on this." Johnny replies as he starts awkwardly pulling his son's arm around the rungs of the banister. BB was trying as hard as he can not to scream because lord knows his dad would get a kick out of that.

"The more you try to deny, the harder I'm gonna pull. Let's try this again! Say you love me or the pain will get worse." Johnny says waiting for a response. BB gulps to try to not think about the pain as he collects himself before he answers.

"You called me a mistake…you're an asshole." BB says in response with anger still clearly noticed in his voice. As much as hearing his dad call him a mistake makes him want to crawl in a corner and cry, the anger coming over BB greatly overpasses any sadness he will eventually feel.

"Wrong answer, Blaine." His father says as starts pulling harder. BB's forearm starts curving around one of the banisters. BB eyes widen and he bites on his right fist to try to ignore the pain; he knows that he probably won't last much longer. "This is your last chance. Say it…or else."

BB looks at his father with his tears in his eyes from the pain and tries to say the only thing on his mind right now regarding this whole thing, "…FUCK YOU!"

His dad eyes widen with what his son says, puts one foot on the banister, and starts pulling harder. "I warned you, Blaine, I warned you." Johnny kept repeating as he pulled harder and harder. It was much longer until BB felt a crack. BB couldn't handle the pain anymore and started screaming in agony.

His father was satisfied with his job and let go of his son's arm. "You didn't give me the best answer I wanted, but this was sure as hell the second best. Wait…I do have to pay you back for one more thing." His father says. BB was too busy holding his arm to see the punch his father threw hit him in the face. BB felt the punch and the force knocked him back and sent him stumbling down the stairs. He tried to catch his balance on the last step, but he landed weird and fell on his butt. BB got up as fast as he could; as soon as he tried to run, he felt a surge of pain in his right ankle.

"Keep going, BB. Can't quit now. Must. Keep. Going." BB thought as he half jogged and half limped to the front door trying to escape as safe as possible. Sadly, the injured ankle hindered BB's speed and his dad caught up to him pretty quickly. His dad grabbed him by the uninjured arm and flung him back against the stair post. BB landed hard against his back and let out a small grunt of pain. In all honesty it hurt a lot, but he didn't want his dad to get anymore thrills from seeing him in pain. BB tried to fight back with his only good arm, but his dad showed no compassion and belted his son in the face and ribs a few times. BB could hardly breathe as his eyes started to water and his nose started running. When BB went to wipe his nose, his hand came back red with blood thanks to one of his dad's punches.

"I didn't picture things going this way…actually yes I did. There's no point in fighting anymore…WAIT! What am I saying? I just need to hold out until my rescue team arrives. If there is some way I can make it outside, I would be able to get away as fast as possible. Just need to think of a way…oh god my head hurts." BB thought.

As BB tried to regain his composure, his dad went into the kitchen to grab something. When he returned, he had an empty beer bottle in his hands. BB's eyes went wide as he saw the glass bottle. BB knew that if his dad got a direct hit with that bottle, his escape plans go down in flames. Johnny walks over slowly to his son with a maniacal look in his eyes.

"Goodnight, Blaine. I love you." Johnny said before swinging the bottle at full speed. BB avoids the shot at the last second and the bottle breaks against the stair post. BB took full opportunity of the miscue and ran for the door with his life. This time he manages to get out the door before his dad fully recovers from the glass bottle breaking. BB can't run at full speed, but he takes a moment to hide behind his dad's car. He pulls out his phone and calls the one number he can as his last resort.

"Blaine?" The voice says worried.

"Steve. I don't have much time to talk…if any." BB says talking as fast as possible.

"What's going on?" Steve asks in return wondering what is going on.

"I'm doing something that I'm probably gonna regret, but it had to be done." Blaine replies looking over the car to see if his dad is outside—he wasn't.

"Blaine? Tell me you didn't. You could've waited until your uncle got here. Does he know?" Steve asks running to his kitchen table and grabbing his car keys—he was expecting the worst.

"He knows. He won't get here soon enough. Can't stall that long. Gonna need hel…." BB said looking up once again to check, but as he looked, he was cut off by a second beer bottle to the forehead. BB fell to a heap onto the driveway. His dad saw the phone lying next to him on the ground and took the honor of stomping repeatedly and demolishing the phone. BB was dazed, but not completely knocked out by the bottle shot; he can see the blood dripping onto the ground. He tried to run, but had no strength left to move. His dad looked like he was going to say something, but instead he grabbed the pipe he hid and started holding the pipe against BB's throat trying to choke him out. BB tried to fight back and hold off as much as possible. Seconds later, BB's spirit started to break and he lost to will to fight back. He started losing consciousness as he thought one more thing.

"I'm sorry, Mom. I let you down."

And then things went black for BB.

There is Chapter 6. Don't worry things will get better for BB. Hopefully you all liked the chapter. Stayed tuned for the next chapter! I will try to get it out ASAP. Thanks for reading!