Sorry this had taken so long guys, I've had a lot on my plate these past weeks, but as many of you have requested here is the next chapter. I hope you guys enjoy it.

Chapter 6

I had never been more humiliated in my life, which is really saying something because I was usually humiliated every day, but getting caught mid first time with a boy my dad had never even seen topped everything that I had ever been through. There was silence at first all of us not really sure what to say, after a while my dad just told us to collect ourselves and meet him down stairs at the dinner table. I was blushing all the way down the stairs I felt like crying. My dad trusted me and then I go and do this. We sat across from my dad. My heart pounded hard in my chest while Sebastian looked like he was determining what the outcome would be if he picked a fight with him and my father was mostly muscle so the odds weren't good.

"Now Chan, I don't mind if you have a boyfriend. I don't care if you have sec with that boyfriend-"

"Dad!" I exclaimed, I could feel my whole face flush.

"But I would appreciate it if you would tell me he's coming over so we don't have a repeat." My dad said calmly, "Is he your boyfriend Chan?"

I hesitated to respond, this was the first time that I had been forced to think about it. Was Sebastian my boyfriend? Did Sebastian knowledge that we were boyfriends?

"Chandler is he your boyfriend?" My dad asked one more time, his voice warning that if the answer was 'no' something big was about to go down.

"Yes he is." I finally answered looking over to see Sebastian's reaction, his green eyes seemed to sparkle a little and I could've sworn I could see a small smile on his lips.

"Did you come in through the front door son?" My dad asked addressing Sebastian this time.

"No sir, I came in through the window." Sebastian answered stiffly, keeping his attitude in check which I was grateful for.

"Why?" My dad asked.

"I was injured sir; I needed your son's help. I didn't know if I could trust you sir." Sebastian responded almost militaristically.

"You were injured? How bad?" My dad asked a little bit of concern coming into his voice.

"Just a scratch." Sebastian said, however I jumped in quickly after that statement.

"He had to stitch himself up dad; we need to take him to the hospital." I said it had been worrying me for a long time; I wanted to make sure the wound was free of infection and properly taken care of.

"Chandler!" Sebastian hissed, he obviously didn't like that idea, but I wasn't going to let him over look this and neither was my dad.

"No he's right; we need to get that checked out. I'm not saying that you didn't do a good job patching yourself I just want to make sure that everything is okay. Chandler and I will be able to sleep better if you get it checked out." He said somehow understanding how Sebastian was feeling.

There was a moment of silence before Sebastian spoke up again.

"Why are you being so nice to me?" Sebastian asked a little unnerved.

"You're important to Chandler so you're important to me as well. Now c'mon we'd better get going." My dad said getting up from the table to put on a coat and his shoes.

I followed short after that, and Sebastian got up after me. The car ride there was quiet, there was nothing but the sound of the car and the soft play of music on the radio. Sebastian help my hand but looked out the window, I tried to figure out what he was thinking his eyes seemed busy and confused. This was a lot to take in. I don't think Sebastian had ever met anyone like my dad, not a lot of people understood him , he always acted differently than other people would think he would. It was still silent as we waited for the nurses to call Sebastian's name, but he kept a hold of my hand.

"I'm not going anywhere." I assured squeezing his hand.

"I know." He breathed out rubbing my knuckle with his thumb.

It was about twenty minutes before they called Sebastian's name. The wound wasn't infected thankfully, but he had to get new stitched, but thankfully they had some anesthetics to numb him with. It was a small wound so it didn't take long and we were back on our way home. Sebastian had fallen asleep in my lap during the car ride home.

"Do you think we should call his parents?" My dad asked quietly so he wouldn't wake up the brunet in my lap.

"Probably but I don't know their number." I said running a hand through Sebastian's hair absentmindedly.

"Who are his parents?" My dad asked glancing at us through the rearview mirror.

"The Smythe's, his dad's like a politician or something. I don't know about his mother tho. " I answered, I had gotten this information from Kurt when I had asked him about Sebastian's family.

Oh god Kurt. He would kill me when he found out that I was dating Sebastian, he'd probably have a aneurysm. Especially since in Kurt's book Sebastian was public enemy number one.

"Oh yeah I know Tim." My dad said after thinking for a while.

"What?' I asked confused a bit.

"Tim Smythe I met him at the bank once, a little unsociable." Dad said the last part almost like an afterthought.

"Like father like son I guess." I said smiling as I looked at Sebastian who was still passed out.

I still couldn't wrap my head around what was happening right now, everything was happening so fast I wish I could just stop time for a bit so I could figure everything out.

I felt waking Sebastian up when we got to me house, he looked so comfortable, but I couldn't carry him into the house and I didn't want my dad to have to do it. It took a few minutes because Sebastian just kept muttering things like: 'five more minutes', 'but I'm comfy', and 'we don't have to go inside.' We got inside and Sebastian made a b-line for the couch and made himself at home on it.

"I'll make you guys some breakfast okay?" My dad said as he disappeared into the kitchen.

"Thanks Mr. Kiehl." Sebastian called out.

I was a little taken back by this.

"Since when are you so comfortable with my dad?" I asked sitting down next to Sebastian on the couch we immediately put his head in my lap once more.

"Since he started making me breakfast." Sebastian said as if that was common sense.

There was a something I had to tell Sebastian but I was a little afraid to say it to him because I didn't know how he would react, but I did anyway.

"We should call your parents and tell them were you are and that you're okay." I said, I knew what the reaction would be.

"No."

"Sebastian-" I protested.

Sebastian sat up looked at me with hard eyes, I shrunk down a few inches.

"Those selfish bastards don't need to know anything." Sebastian growled obviously very angry.

"But-"

"I SAID NO CHANDLER!" Sebastian barked and I flinched.

My dad hurried into the room ready to tell Sebastian off, but I stopped him.

"N-no dad it's okay." I squeaked out, I couldn't have my dad fighting all my battles.

Dad somehow understood and went back into the kitchen. I grabbed Sebastian's hand and tugged over to the direction of my room.

" Let's talk about this in my room, okay?" I asked my voice soft and to be honest I was still a little scared.

Sebastian swallowed thickly, his eyes still hard, his jaw set as he nodded. We quietly made our way to my room; I closed the door and tried not to cry. Somehow now that we were alone my emotions had decided now was a good time to show themselves. Sebastian put hand under my chin and turned my head to look at him, I could feel tears on the boarder of my eyelids.

"I'm sorry I yelled babe that was mean of me, I'm not mad at you. It's just my parents are a bit of a sore spot, we've never really gotten along and they don't really care about me."Sebastian explained looking me right in the eyes.

I tried to tell him that he was wrong, that there was no way that there were parents that didn't care about their children if even just a little bit, but instead tears just started dripping down my cheeks. I hated being such a crybaby but I couldn't help it. Sebastian pulled me into a hug, one of his hands drawing circles into my lower back whispering apologies to me. I don't know what I was upset most about; Sebastian yelling at me or the fact that Sebastian thinks that his parents don't love him. After I had calmed down I decided that we would wait a while to talk about the parent issue and we headed back down to wait for breakfast to get done.

After breakfast my dad left to go to work which surprised Sebastian especially since he had caught us mid sex last time. However, we didn't try again I didn't want to hurt Sebastian's stitches or anything so we stuck to having a movie marathon. We watched all sorts of movies: Action ,horror, family and comedy. Sebastian even watched some musicals and I was surprised to find out that he knew the words to most of the songs of Moulin Rouge and West Side Story. He told me that he had a guilty pleasure from musicals as he blushed a little. When night time rolled around my Dad gave Sebastian the choice of either sleeping in my bed or the couch. Again Sebastian was a little surprised but he wasn't about to look a gift horse in the mouth and chose to sleep in my bed. And again we didn't do anything.

It was a little bit past midnight when I was woken by a strangled gasp I was alarmed to find out that it was Sebastian who had made the noise. The brunet was tossing around a bit, his body in a cold sweat as he muttered something. Sebastian was having a nightmare, and a bad one at that. I shook him a bit trying to wake up but he just kept moving around and groaning in his sleep, the words he was muttering became louder.

"No….stop…don't…" Sebastian pleaded to some invisible assailant.

"Sebastian wake up." I said shaking him a little harder.

His face scrunched up in pain as he let out another painful groan thrashing about a bit more violently.

"don't hurt me please…." The brunet cried miserably and it just about broke my heart.

"Sebastian, baby please wake up, please!" I pleaded tears stinging my eyes.

Suddenly Sebastian sat up, his eyes snapping open as he yelled out, "DAD PLEASE DON'T HURT ME!"