Chapter 28: I hate you
Dillon's father walked to him as he held his hand out to his son "it's been a long time my boy" he said as he came to his sons side and reached out to touch him, dillon saw his fathers hand and came out of his wide eyed trance and slapped his fathers hand away from him.
"don't even think about it" dillon said as he turned his back from him.
His father sighed. He knew why he had did that to him, he still remembered what he did when he was young.
"son please here me out" he asked.
"back off!" he snapped.
"please. At least let me say I'm sorry for not being there for you".
He turned his head at his father.
"and let me say something to you...fuck off old man!".
Dillon then starts to walk down the sidewalk as his father follows him still trying to plead with his son, "oh come on dillon! You still can't be mad at me for all these years. Yes I know that I was a shitty father to you and how you had a fucked up childhood. But I was young too".
He didn't look at his father as he kept walking "you were only twenty-nine" he said in a dark tone.
"and that was very young for me".
"you could have took me with you".
"I couldn't do that. My own parents would have killed me if I had shown them to you".
He stopped dead in his tracks as dillon turned around and grabbed his fathers trench coat and pulled his face very close to his, "well then. Maybe you should have thought of that when you decided to fuck my mom!" he yelled.
His father sighed.
"I know i know. But can't we at least catch up? I know of a real good dinner on the side of town".
Dillon then let go of his fathers trench coat still looking at him with a hateful look "fine".
They both then walk over to his fathers Ferrari P4/5 and drive over to the other side of town.
DINNER
The two of them sat in the far back of the dinner since there was nobody else inside except for one waiter and that was it, dillon's father was looking at his glass of wine as he was thinking of what to say to start up a conversation with his son. He looked over at dillon and saw him stabbing at his turkey steak.
His father tapped his fingers on the table "son don't play with your food. Show some manners" he said.
Dillon stopped messing with his steak and raised his eyes at his father glaring at him "oh I wasn't playing with my food. I was imaging that it was you and I was enjoying stabbing at it" he said.
"still mad huh?".
"no shit".
"hey watch that tone. I'm not your friend".
"oh now you act like a father".
He sighed as he rubbed his head.
"look. Can't you just let the past be the past. And move on?".
Dillon just shook his head at him "I will never forget what you did to me", he then picked up his mug and drank a bit of his coffee.
"anyway moving on. So how's everything been going?".
"fine".
"how are your friends?".
"there ok".
"please tell me that you guys aren't still doing that brony stuff still?".
Dillon then gave his father the finger, his father sighed at him "so I take it that the answer is yes".
"yup" dillon said with a huge dark smile on his face as he then grabbed for the pepper and started putting some of it on his steak. "geez dillon. When are you gonna grow up. You need to start letting that kind of stuff go and start thinking about your life. Do you even know what you want to do in your life" he asked him.
Dillon looked at him "oh please. Cut the motivating father crap. Since when do you care about my life?".
"well it's a start isn't it. Now that I'm here I can help you out with fixing your life and making it better", this made dillon grit his teeth at him "you? help me? Like with what?".
His father took a sip of his wine and placed the glass on the table.
"well...I can help you have more confidence in yourself" he said.
"I already have that dad".
"your cousin doesn't count".
"well I say that he does".
"in fact speaking of your cousin. How is he? Is he doing well?".
"he's dead" dillon bluntly said to him, his father held his hand over his mouth.
"oh my god. What happened?".
"we had to help a friend of ours and he got impaled trying to save her".
"so...he died...for a woman".
Dillon balls up his fist.
"he died to save our friend!".
His father just looked at his plate as he tried to take in what he had just heard from his sons mouth, he tapped his fingers on the table slowly.
"so. Is your friend ok?".
"she's fine".
"and how are your friends taking it?".
"we took it pretty hard. But over the past four weeks we got better bit by bit".
His father then looks at him "does my older brother know about this?".
"yeah...uncle knows. And so does his wife".
"how are they taking it?".
"not to well. But I have been visiting them from time to time".
"that's good son".
"stop calling me that".
His father brushed his sons words aside as he then brought up another question in his head "oh yeah that reminds me. I went and saw your mother three weeks ago", hearing this made dillon stop pouring the pepper on his food as he then gripped it in his hand.
"oh. So...you went to see her?".
"indeed. She called me from her cell and told me that she was in the hospital. I went to go see her and I was stunned at what I saw" he said.
Dillon's hand that was holding the pepper started to shake a tiny bit, his father kept talking "I saw that her right forearm was missing. The doctors told me that she didn't get to the hospital fast enough. So they couldn't attach it back on to her body. The poor thing" he finished.
Dillon then started to make the pepper shaker crack in his hand, did his father really just give his own mother pity. He then slammed his hand down on the table breaking the pepper shaker into pieces as he then stood up from his seat and shouted at his father.
Poor thing! That ungrateful woman blamed me for making you leave!" he said "how can you show her that kind of pity!?".
His father then looked at him with a very upset "now son show your mother some respect. After all she did raise you when I was gone".
"oh fuck that! I will never respect that stupid abusing whore! Do you hear me! never!".
His father then got from his seat and glared at dillon as he pointed his finger on his chest.
"hey like it or not that's tough love! Everybody is not always gonna be nice to you all the damn time! You have to take responsibility for your actions!".
"oh so your taking her side huh!?".
"well whatever you did I'm sure that it was a good reason why she had to discipline you all the time".
"so you call getting beaten around and getting yelled at for no reason discipline?" he asked.
"in a way yes I do".
"your a real fucking bastered".
"see that right there! That is what I mean! That kind of attitude will get you nowhere in life! Do you hear me! Nowhere!".
Dillon then smirks at him "oh I hear you. But all I hear that comes out of your mouth is I FUCKED UP AS A FATHER!" he shouts.
His father then raises his hand back and back hands his son across the face, dillon didn't even flinch an inch but only smirked more "you call that a slap. That whore hits better than you" he says in a dark tone.
His father then shouts at him "look I'm not here to listen to your smart ass comments! Now let's just let the past be the past and move on!".
"sorry. But it's just not that easy".
"son when will you learn. How else are you going to move on in the world if you keep acting like a child. Your cousin would never do this kind of thing", dillon slammed his fist on the table "don't you dare compare me to my bro! You have no right to ever say his name! If my friend rainbow dash were here right now she would let you have it for comparing me and her boyfriend".
"rainbow dash? What are you? No wait don't tell me. That sounds like one of those pony names isn't?".
"duh dumb ass. What else did you think it was!".
"oh my god you have got to be kidding me! I can't believe that your own cousin is into that stuff. I mean I just can't. And now your telling me that there real. Were did I go wrong?".
"you weren't there! That's were you went wrong!".
"well I'm sorry if I wasn't there".
"fuck you and your apologizes! You ass whole!".
"hey watch with that tone of yours! I told you I'm not your friend!".
"well your not my father neither!".
"I said let it go!".
Dillon then looked away from his father "you know what fuck this! I'm going back home to my girlfriend!".
His father then looked at him with a shocked look on his face "you have a girlfriend?".
"yes I have a girlfriend".
"well what's her name?".
"why do you care".
"just shut up with the goddam smart ass tone and tell me the woman's name!".
Dillon rolled his eyes "fine. It's fluttershy".
His father just looked at him "it's what?".
"fluttershy".
"no son seriously. What is her name?".
"I just told you twice".
His father then placed his hand on his face and shook his head "I don't believe it".
Dillon raised his eyebrow at him "what?".
His father took his hand off of his face and looked at him with disgust "your dating a hippy. How could you even do such a thing to our family son? How could you? Your dating a dirty weed loving nudist hippy. Oh son have you no shame" he said to him, this pissed dillon off to a point. he knew how much of a raciest his father was when he was young, but to call his beautiful fluttershy a dirty weed loving nudist hippy and think that he can get away with it. That shit was not going to fly with him and he was going to make sure of that.
Dillon then grabs his father by his collar as he then balls up his other hand into a fist and punches his father in his face hard, his father falls back to his seat in pain and shock.
Dillon then crosses his arms "you say something like that about fluttershy again and will beat the fucking shit out of you!" he threatened "just like I did to mom when I cut off her forearm".
His father grits his teeth at him.
"yeah. She told me that you did that and to be honest. I really didn't think that you had the balls to do something like that".
"you really don't know me at all do you?".
His father didn't say anything as he whipped the small blood from his lip, he then looked at his sons jacket and saw what looked like a photo. He then leaned over the table and grabbed it out of his jacket.
"hey! What are you doing!?".
His father looks at the photo a bit and his eyes almost looked as if they are going to pop out of there sockets. "what. The hell is this? He says as he keeps staring at the photo then looks at his son as he shows him the photo and points to fluttershy in the picture "what is that thing?".
"that is not a thing jackass! She has a name!".
"a name? This thing has a name?".
"stop calling fluttershy a thing!".
He then has a blank expression on his face, he could not believe what his son had just said "t-this...this is fluttershy?".
"yes".
"but she's a...a".
"yea. So what If she is".
His father looks at him with disappointment.
"what if she is! Son this is not healthy at all. For god sakes it's a pony for crying out loud. This...this just isn't right. It's..it's disgusting".
Dillon just looks at his father with eyes full of hate as he kept hearing his father talk.
"this is just not right for a boy to be even thinking about this. I mean a human in love with an animal. I mean it's against the law son. What will your friends think? I mean they'll think your some sick freak or something".
"well father my friends are different. And I must say that you have no right to assume what they would think. You don't know my friends".
"true I don't but I know that they are thinking in there heads that this is the most craziest thing that they have ever heard. I mean look at this thing it's fucking pony! I mean tell me son how can a fucking pony with a pink hair style and yellow body color be better than a real woman huh?".
Dillon just stayed quiet as he kept staring at his father still full of hate.
"exactly. There is no answer for this crime. I mean you could go to jail for this kind of thing if word got out son. I..I just don't know what to say about this. I mean is this really how you turned out after all these years. Going around telling your friends that your girlfriend is nothing more than a fucking horse. My god son at least have some sense in your damn head. Animals are stupid. And humans have intelligence. I just don't know why you would pick an animal over the real thing. I really don't know why".
Dillon started to tap his foot, trying his hardest not to come over the table and beat the shit out of his father. But he just slowly calmed down in his head and took a deep breathe.
"well. If you don't like it then I don't care. But your not making me change my mind about how I feel for fluttershy. I love her so much. And your not taking that away from me".
"well son as much as I hate to break it to you. But I just can't deal with this. And I'm certainly not going let this go on any longer. I'm sorry but I think that you need to get some help. And maybe we should get you some medication just to be on the safe side".
"and who the fuck said that I was going to agree to this shit?!".
"me".
"and why should I?".
"because I'm your father that's why".
"the hell if you are!".
"not this again".
"yes this again. And I'm not letting it go! And I'm sure as hell not letting you take fluttershy away from me!".
"well son I might have to. After we get you some therapy and medication you'll feel a whole lot better and done with this nonsense. Plus we will send your fluttershy to an animal shelter were you can see her anytime that you want".
This made dillon furious at his father, how dare he try and forcibly take away the one pony in the world that made him happy. And to top it off he thought that he was crazy.
"so you think that I'm insane for loving a pony?" he asked him.
"a bit yes".
"and you think that you can fix me and make me normal again by doing this fucked up idea of yours?".
"it's not fucked up. I'm helping you".
"no your not. Your just making it worse".
"look just bare with me on this".
"no fucking way! And for your information dad! Fluttershy is the cutest, sweetest, most adorable, kind, fun, and smartest pony in the world. No woman could be all of that".
"well it's always a start. And besides no pony can be as pleasurable than a woman. Right".
Dillon didn't say anything.
"your still a virgin right?".
Dillon started to get an evil idea in his head that he knew would piss off his dad, he started to grin at him darkly.
"I used to be a virgin".
"ah that's great son. Who the lucky girl that you lost it to?" he asked him in excitement.
Dillon then pointed to the photo on the table.
"that is the lucky girl that I lost it to" he told him.
His father then had his mouth drop and his eyes started to wide, did he really just say what he thought he heard.
"n-no. No...y-you. You didn't" he said as he looked at his son who was scratching the side of his face as ha hue of pink was on his face "you didn't".
He was still blushing.
"please tell me that this is a joke".
Still no response.
He then held his hand over his mouth "oh my god. Oh my god!".
Dillon started smirking at him "you upset pop?" he said.
His father then pointed at him "how could you do this to me! How fucking could you!".
"oh shut up. My life my rules".
"not when it comes to having sex with a horse!".
"I told you I don't care what you think".
"this is just insane! My son lost his virginity to a animal! My son is a freak! A horse dating animal fucking freak! What have you done to yourself!? Why have you stooped this low!?".
"you wanna know why".
"yes. Just please tell me".
"Because friendship is magic motherfucker. That's why" he said.
His father just held his head as he just looked at the photo that was on the table, it was bad enough that his son had feelings for a pony but to have sex with one was crossing the line.
"this can't be happening. This just can't be happening".
"well boo fucking woo it's happening. I just really hope that fluttershy Likes the gift that I'm going to give her for when I ask her the big question".
His father hears this and shoots his head up at his son.
"the big question. Oh no...you don't plan on doing what I think your doing".
"yup. I'm gonna ask fluttershy to marry me" he said in a happy tone as his face lit up as he thought about it, his father couldn't take it anymore and this was all he had to hear.
"absolutely not! Not in this family!".
Dillon was then out of his happiness and back into his undying rage.
"oh no. you have no say in this!".
"oh but I do. I'm not going to have some freak son of mine be married to a goddamn fucking horse! That is not going to fly with me! And especially not with your mother!".
Dillon yelled at him "fuck that bitch! And fuck you too!".
"no! I'm putting my foot down on this!".
"well you better move it before I knock it down!".
"my foot isn't going anywhere! After were done here I'm sending you to the nearest insane asylum and getting you help 24/7. That includes medication and therapy every single day" he continued "and I shall not and will not have a disgusting pony in my family tree. not in this family will I have a stupid fucking ugly looking ass animal as my daughter in law! Let alone a grand child from a thing like that! If was in your shoes I would dump that horrid looking retarded monstrosity at the nearest slaughter house and have her and the deformed curse of a child. Silenced. Cut down. And sold into meat were it and it's defect would be gotten rid of once and for all!" he finished.
After hearing what his father had just said about fluttershy, dillon started to twitch uncontrollably. He had never in all of his life heard anyone make that kind of disrespectful, hurtful, coldhearted, dark, gruesome insult about fluttershy in all of his sixteen year old life.
Hearing all of this made dillon's hate and rage for his father finally hit it's boiling point, the rage inside of his body was so hot that it was a hotter than the sun itself. Dillon had all he could stand of his father making insults about his loving fluttershy and this was something that could not be put aside.
"THAT'S IT!".
Dillon then grabs the sides of the table and pulls it out of the floor as he then flips at his father as it hits him and slams him into the other tables, dillon then walks away from the wreckage and out of the front door.
He stops on the side of the road a few feet away from the dinner and raises his left hand "here I come fluttershy. Your protecter is coming home to see you just as I promised" he said. As he is about to snap his fingers he then hears the sound of an explosion behind him.
Dillon turns around and as soon as he does is hit by a burning two by four in the chest, he falls to his knees and looks to see that the dinner is destroyed. He then sees a figure walk out of the burning wreckage covered in dust, dillon's eyes widen at what he sees "no way".
In front of him is his father covered in dust and his suit ripped a bit on some parts, he looks at his son with hatred "you got some fucking nerve doing that to your old man boy!" he said as he then cracks his neck.
Dillon then balls up his fists and charges at him "well you shouldn't have insulted fluttershy!", he then punches his father in the face as hard as he can but his father doesn't even flinch.
"what".
His father then holds his son by the neck and lifts him up above him.
"what a weak child you are. And here I thought that you would be a better man" he said as he then slams him into the ground, he then grabs his leg and starts doing the spine blaster from spongebob on his son. He throws him over his head over and over as he then threw him into a glass window a few away from him.
Dillon got up from the glass shards. His arms cut By the glass as he got up and walked out of the window, he then ran at his father again as he then pulled his windmill shuriken from his side and armed himself as he then tried to slash his father, "this is for insulting fluttershy!" he shouted.
His father then held out his hand as he stopped his sons attack.
"using brute force won't help you boy!".
He then held his son onto the ground and started to beat him endlessly. Dillon then stabbed his father in the leg making him let him go as he then backed away from him, dillon then started to emit yellow energy and his eyes started to glow pink as he held up his windmill shuriken.
"FINISHING MOVE!".
He then made his shuriken transform into his cousins black kamina sunglasses "RAGING BOOMERANG!" he yelled, he then threw his weapon at him as it Was then covered in a pink and yellow flame as was hurling at his father.
His father smirked as he then stopped the finishing move with his bare hands as he then pulled the weapon apart, dillon was in shock as he saw his father break his weapon into pieces "no way" he said.
His father then crushed the final piece as he then threw all of the pieces at his son as they cut his body. Dillon closed his eyes as he blocked some of the broken pieces that came at him. He then opened his left eye a bit and was hit by one of the pieces, dillon then held his left eye in pain "ahhhh! Fuck!" he yelled.
His father then flash stepped right behind his son as he then dropped kicked him and grabbed his right arm, he then smiled as he then started to pull on his arm making his shoulder bone start to dislocate out of it's Socket, he then placed his foot on his right shoulder and then ripped his right arm off of his body.
Dillon screamed as Loud as he could as he then looked up at his father as he then smacked him with his severed arm and started to mercifully beat him over and over and over again.
"you are a waste to this world! An ungratful child that needs to be put down! And I will make fucking sure of that when I'm done with you!" his father said as he kept beating him with his arm, after he finish he looked at his son who was covered in blood, bleeding very badly, his left eye was cut but he could still see, his clothes were messed up and badly torn, his legs were numb, and he had a right black eye.
His father then raised his foot and show his son the spikes on the bottom of his shoe. He then started to stomp on his left arm as hard as he could as he heard his arm break, dillon tried to scream but he couldn't as he was in too much pain. His father then raised his left foot again and stomped onto his chest making his ribcage break making him cough up huge amounts of blood.
His father then pulled out two hand hundguns that were custom made and had long extended clips and shoot dillon's legs thirty times. Dillon tried his best to ignore the pain, he then leaned down to his son and picks up his head and looks into his eyes.
Dillon still showed his father the hatred and rage that he had when he first saw him, he then whispered to his son "well my boy. Do you have any final words to say to me?" he asked him.
Dillon then spat some of the blood that was dripping from his mouth at his face. "j-just tw-two" he said, his father whipped the blood from his face as he then pistol whipped him in his face "alright I'm listiening" he said.
"f-fuck you dad!".
His father the lays his head back onto the ground as he then aims one gun at his chest and one at his head as he then pulled the trigger:
Bang
He then gets up from his son and puts his weapons away as he then pulled his cell phone out and called up a number from his contacts.
"hello".
"it's me. I have some information for you".
"very well mr. Adam razor. What is it?".
"one of them came back. It was my son".
"ah. Well then could you be pal and bring him here so I can talk with him".
"yes sir mr. Night shadow. And I must say that am very happy to be working with you".
"as am I".
He then hung up his phone as he then looked back to see that his son was gone, he then had a shocked look on his face as he looked left and right and saw that he was nowhere in sight.
"damn that fucking child. Well looks like I won't be getting my Bonus pay" he said.
EQUESTIRA
It was five in the morning as Dillon was walking trying to ignore the huge amounts of pain that was in his legs from the bullets, he was losing blood badly as he was almost to the town.
"a-almost...there" he said.
As soon as he walked into Town he fell to his knees as his body hit the ground, he then started to shut his eyes slowly as he said a few words:
F-fluttershy...I love you s-so much".