"You're gay?" she asks, her voice surprisingly calm, the type of calm that had a hint of uneasiness. Louis moved back and away from the boy next to him, the same boy who his mother had just caught him kissing.
"Y-Yes." He stutters, looking down to avoid eye contact.
"Louis, can you escort your friend out?" He nods and they both stand, neither of them looking anywhere else but the floor. Louis stays quiet as they both walk downstairs and towards the front door.
"I'm sorry, Lou" Luke apologizes, knowing how religious Louis's parents are.
"It's fine, I'll see you tomorrow." He kisses him goodbye, and closes the door when they're done. As he turns and walks into the family room, he sees his mother sitting in the love seat. Her legs are crossed and a tedious expression is etched on her face. She stares at Louis as he just stands there fidgeting uncomfortably under her gaze. No one dares to speak keeping the tension-filled silence.
"I'm home." a person announces and Louis freezes, all color is drained from his face. This is what she was waiting for, he thinks to himself. She is waiting for his father to come home. Louis's dad enters the living room and looks around at the scene laid out in front of him. "What's up, guys?" He asks staring back and forth between his son and wife.
"Louis, would you like to explain to your father what I saw you doing today?" Louis's mother asks, finally breaking the silence. They both stare at Louis awaiting an answer, his dad has a confused look on his face as his eyes move from his son's scared expression to his wife's seething one. "Well." He looks up and he feels sick, he catches the eyes of his mother and all he can think is 'Lord, take me now'.
"I had a b-boy in my room." He says, his voice is no louder than a mere whisper. His mother is practically glowing red with rage and his father still continued to look confused.
"What was that son?" he asks and as Louis is about to repeat what he said his mother beats him to it.
"Louis had a boy in his room, and guess what I caught them doing, they were kissing." She is now standing, outraged at the memory of her son with another boy. His father stands there looking at him, that confused look no longer evident on his face. He watches Louis for what seemed like forever before he finally asks.
"Is this true?" he asks and Louis nods his head in shame. After that, all hell seems to breaks loose. A loud smack is heard throughout the house. Louis now lying on the floor and a burning sensation can be felt on the side of his face. His eyes burn with tears as his father yells at him. "You faggot, how dare you do such a sinful act inside this house. No son of mine will ever be with another man." His father begins to advance towards Louis who is now crying. He tries to crawl away but is tugged back by his hair. Next thing he knows, he is being pushed down some stairs and now lying on the cold concrete floor of their basement.
"Think about what you've done for the next week." With that, the door is slammed shut and Louis is left cold and hurt on the floor.
Weeks passed by and Louis still remained on the floor. Weak from no food or water, he could feel death soon coming his way. He had tried to escape once before but they had caught him. The act resulted in a beating by belt, leaving marks and open cuts on his back. At some point they had even beaten Louis with a Bible which then resulted in a beating by his father's hands, this left him with a black eye, and a busted lip and eyebrow. Despite everything though Louis knows he is going to get out.
Today is the day, he thinks to himself. He almost succeeded last time, and luckily for him, his parents forgot to board up the broken window. Freedom is the only thing that runs through Louis's mind. It's nighttime which means everyone is asleep. He goes and makes his move.
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Louis is tired and his body is ready to give in to the exhaustion. He has been walking for hours now without a clue to where he is going. Somehow he made it to the the party scene of downtown LA, where all the clubs and such are. Nobody has so much as glanced at him, assuming he is just another homeless person. Finally, his body gives up and he collapses outside a fancy restaurant. People pass by him not paying any attention until he hears a gasp.
"Are you alright?" A man asks. He then continues "Oh, of course you're not, here let me help you." the mans voice is filled with concern, this makes Louis look up see who is trying to help him. Standing in front of Louis are two men. One with ocean blue eyes the other with dark brown. Both men were completely different from one another. One had dark brown hair and a light stubble, while the other was blonde with a clean shaved face. Louis continued to eye both of them, as they help him up. He cries out from the pain in his body as the men move him.
"Oh my, it's alright. We won't hurt you, we only want to help." Once they have Louis propped up they move him towards a car. Louis is too weak to fight back, he's too weak to even stay awake. So as they drive out of the parking lot he drifts off into a deep sleep.
The next time he wakes up, Louis feels warm and comfortable. His body is no longer in pain, and he isn't cold. He almost thinks he's dead, but then talking scares him out of that thought. He panics and lurches forward looking around the unfamiliar place. Tears run down his face thinking someone has kidnapped him.
"You're awake." a voice says. Louis looks in the direction of where it came from and the man he finds looks familiar. He notices another familiar looking man walking out and standing beside him. "Sorry, didn't mean to scare you. We found you and brought you back here. You were hurt pretty badly." The men walk towards him and sit.
"Why did you help?"
"You were hurt, why wouldn't we?" Instead of answering Louis looks down.
"Thank you....." He trails off not knowing their names.
"Right, I'm Mike and this is my husband Jay."
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Sinfully Delicious (Larry Stylinson au)
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