Deer In The Headlights

Jack's p.o.v.

As soon as I walked Rian out my door, I was being called to the kitchen by my mum. I thought she went out?

"Ye-"

"I can not believe you. You are disgusting. You think I didn't hear what you shouted up stairs, huh? You're vile. How could you date your therapist? Get out my face." She angrily spat. My mouth opened before closing. My eyes began to tear up. She knew. She knows. I choked on my breath, trying to get words out.

"How old is he? A lot fucking older than you Jack. That's against the Law. I'm calling the police, right now!" He shouted, walking over to the phone hanging up on the wall.

"NO! NO PLEASE!" I screamed, tears welling up. She can't tell, Alex will go to prison. I can't let that happen, no way. She turned around, looking at me in disgust.

"And tell me one good reason why I shouldn't? Hmm, go ahead, tell me. I'm quite sure I have every reason in the book to go call the cops, Ja-"

"I won't see him again." I blurted out, tears now steaming down my face. My mum stood there, shocked a little.

"I won't see the love of my life ever again, I'll stay away, but please don't c-call the c-cops." I sobbed, my body becoming weak. My mum stood frozen, staring at me.

"You promise to not go see him again?" She asked. As much as this was hurting my heart, I nodded.

"I promise." I choked out.

"Fine, I won't call the police. But I don't want you to ever ever talk to him again." She warned. My tears were starting to burn my cheeks, as well as stinging my eyes.

"Why?" I managed to whisper. She looked at me as if I was some sort of monster.

"It's wrong Jack!"She shouted. I clenched my eyes shut.

"But I'm in love with him. I love him, mum. He's helped me more that you'll ever know." I cried, rubbing my cheeks.

"Yeah, because he's your fucking therapist, not your lover boy. Get to your room." She began to speak more calmly at the end of the sentence. I began to cry more and more. My heart was physically hurting. Why can't she understand? He means so much to me.

"I can't believe you're doing this to me! Doing this to us! I love him! You're taking the one thing I love away from me! Don't you want your son to be happy? No? What a fucking great mother you are!" I spat, my anger now taking over me. My mum placed her fingers between her forehead.

"Get upstairs, Jack; I don't wanna see you for the rest of the day." She groaned, rubbing her forehead gently.

"I don't wanna see you for the rest of my whole life! You fucking cow!" I screamed, my fingers scratching my arms furiously in front of my mum. I looked at her one more time through my soaked eyelashes before I ran upstairs.

"I hate you!" I shouted at the top of my lungs.

"Good, go Fuck your arms up, you fat cunt!" She shouted back. My breath hitched. She really is a cow. You know what, fine, I will Fuck my arms up. I'll fuck them up so bad, I won't wake up again.

Notes

BAM! I bet you weren't expecting that, was you.?>:) oh damn. I'm sorry. I did say some drama was going to happen. It's a poopy chapter, but I tried.