Father and Son Episode Nineteen: Coming Out All Over Again

"Hey, it's James. Well, this is it. I invited over Latriana though I didn't tell her what for...I'm sure she's going to drag Jumeres along, too. It's now or never...God, I'm so nervous, I could die....I'm not nearly as nervous as Lars, though. That kid's a wreck over this. I hope he's able to keep together through this....it...really hurts to see him so troubled....but this has to be done....There's no way around it."
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It was Friday. Lars' heart beat out of his chest. He was an emotional wreck! "Oh god, oh god, they're coming over, they're on their way...." Lars paced laps around the living room. "How the hell are we going to do this? Why did you talk me into this? THIS FUCKING SUCKS!" Lars huffed.

"Lars, your going to fuck up the carpet with all that pacing." James rolled his eyes at Lars as he cleaned up the living room.

"Well what do you want me to do? We're getting ready to tell mom that we're together!" Lars  was so tense, he could pop at any moment. "She's not going to be happy with that, I know. Hell, she doesn't even think I'm really gay. What if she doesn't belive us? Or worse, what if she DOES and then she just gives up on me? And what about Jumeres? That asshole will try to rub our noses in it like we were unruly dogs! He treated me like I was barely human last weekend. What kind of shit is he going to pull on me this ti-"

James scooped Lars up in a hug, pressing his finger to Lars' lips. "Larson Alexander, if you don't sit down, I'm going to kick your ass so that you can't." James led Lars down onto the couch. "You've got to calm down Lars. It's not like we're trying to cover up a murder. In fact, we're coming clean. You should feel relived to finally be able to get this off your chest."

"Your right dad..." Lars sighed. "But...I'm just so conflicted....I don't want to dissapoint mom....But I also want to prove that I have pride in our relationship." Lars hugged James back. "And I want everyone to know that I love my dad more then anyone...But..." Lars shuddered a bit. "That brother of yours....He's poison...." Lars started to loose his cool. "Just the thought of that sick man holding my mom with the same hands he strangled me with..." Lars calmed down. "It makes me want to fuck him up."

"You think this is easy for me?" James shook his head. "I may look cool, but I'm just as scared as you are Lars...."

"Scared? You?" Lars looked to his father with surprise.

"Yeah....I'm getting ready tell that woman I hate that I'm in love with the only thing we worked together to make....It's frightning to think about..."

"I can see why..." Lars nodded.

"But no matter how scared either of us are..." James kissed Lars on the cheek. "We have each other to rely on for support." James nodded.

"Your right dad...we can do this. We're unstoppable! Hell, you nearly killed a man for me, of course you love me!" Lars hugged James tighter. "And I would fuck up ANYBODY who dared to threaten you."

"Yeah...the only thing we can do is deal with this the same way we dealt with our feelings for eachother: Head on." James smiled confidently.

"Yeah! And hey, I won't have to mary Jumeres. Haha!" Lars chuckled a bit.

"That's the spirit." There was a knock at the door. "Oh, that's probably them."

"They're early! I haven't even got my right shirt on!" Lars hopped out of James' arms. "Give me a minute!"

"Okay Lars, but don't hide in your room all day!" James went to the door and opened it. Jumeres was standing there.

"Well if it isn't my little brother Jameil..." Jumeres stepped in. "Just how have you been since last we talked."

"Spare me Jumeres." James rolled his eyes. "Where's she?"

Jumeres shrugged. "Latriana had to go fax something, so she told me to head here without her. She'll catch up in a few minutes."

"Oh....Well then..." James glared at Jumeres. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"

"I don't know what you're talking about, little bro." Jumeres turned up his nose at James.

"Jumeres...." James gave Jumeres an intense glare.

"Okay, okay....I do...actually care about Latriana....so you don't have to worry, it's not a revenge thing." Jumeres spoke sincerely.

"That's not what I'm talking about." James bent down so he was looking Jumeres in the eye. "I'm talking about you fucking with my son! I thought I you learned your lesson about that the last time you tryed to fuck with him."

"Well, you got to knock the pride out of a fag when he's still young." Jumeres smirked.

James only snarled and glared in response.

"............Fine...Let the kid be gay. No skin off my back if he goes to hell for being a disgusting little cocksu-"

"Let me remind you that the only reason I'm not crushing you right now is that you're connected to a woman who's only grace with me is that she gave me the man I love." James cracked his knuckles.

".....Whatever." Jumeres rolled his eyes at James.

"Good...and just so you know..." James stared straight into Jumeres' eyes with pure hatred. "If you abuse my son the way you abused him last week, then I WILL break your NECK. I will snap your puny little neck like a twig, and then I'll crush your skull with my bare hands. And then I'll take your lifeless corpse down to the sewage plant and dump it there. Because that's what you are. SHIT!" James jumped back to his calm self. "Am I clear?"

"Funny, your son said something almost exactly like that to me last week..." Jumeres rolled his eyes. "It's starting to get old."

"I taught him well then." James smiled.

"Oh, it's you." Lars stepped into the living room in a fresh shirt. The very sight of Jumeres upset Lars so badly that he could only barely keep himself from going off.

"Hello Lars..." Jumeres rolled his eyes at Lars.

"Me and big bro had a bit of a chat before you came out." James smiled. "He won't be bothering you any more. Right?" James slammed his fist into his hand in a threatening manner.

"Whatever. I don't care...." Jumeres shook his head. "You two fuckers just keep that faggy shit away from me."

Lars was about to go off, but took a deep breath and calmed back down. "Good....Where's mom?"

"She's doing some work. She said she'll be here in a few minutes" James explained.

"What about now?" Latriana stepped into the house. "Hey Lars!....hello James."

"Latriana..." James could not be more stoic and blank if he tried.

"Now then, you two wanted to talk to me about something?" Latriana sat on the couch.

"Yes mom." Lars let out a sigh, not sure what to do with himself. "Me and dad need to tell you something...important....about us..."

James sensed Lars' distress and stood behind him, holding him in his arms. "Yes. It's something you have to know before we continue on with anything..."

"Oh, I had something to tell you two, too!" Latriana smiled and nodded.

"You did?" James cocked an eyebrow.

"You do?" Lars cocked an eyebrow.

"This is going to be good." Jumeres sat down next to Latriana.

"Jumeres, don't spoil it!" Latriana smacked Jumeres playfully on the chest.

Jumeres shrugged, putting his arm around her. "Sorry baby."

"Okay Lars. The reason why I had to head back to Empire City was because....I got a new house there! So me and Jumeres can live together!"

"Ooh....that's great..." Lars tried to sound excited.

"It'll have a pool, a nice big kitchen and three gigantic rooms!" Latriana smiled widely.

"Aah, a home office?" Lars nodded.

"No, silly. It's your room!" Latriana giggled. "Your coming with me."

". . . . . . . . . . . what." Lars went blank.

"You're....taking him?" James went blank just the same.

"Well yeah. He's old enough now, your custody is about to run out. I want him to live with me from now on." Latriana nodded.

"....No." Lars shook his head. "I'm sorry mom, but I can't do that."

"Why not? It's not like you can't make new friends in Empire City. Your an adult now, dump off that coddling dad of yours." Latriana rolled her eyes at James

"Yeah. We can have a great time together. I can be your new dad, hehe!" Jumeres chuckled.

"YOU STAY OUT OF THIS!" Lars snapped at Jumeres. "I don't want to leave mom. I want to stay right here!"

"But why? You can have such a better life with me." Latriana nodded.

"No life is better then the one I have right now. Any life without my father is one I don't want to live!" Lars held onto his father's hands.

"Oh come on Lars. It'll be rought at the beginning, but you'll learn to live without him eventually." Latriana smiled. "And Jumeres can be your father figure if you really need one."

"Yeah. Gimme a big hug!" Jumeres held out his hands, snickering a bit.

"You come one step closer to me and I'll BREAK those arms, Jumeres!" Lars growled. "I'm NOT going mom!"

Latriana was shocked at Lars' outburst. "What's so important that you have to stay here? School? What? Those are all temporary. You can start a new life."

"I'm not leaving! I can't leave! Because....I'm engaged...." Lars blushed brightly as he spoke those last words.

"Engaged!? You got trapped by some hussy!?" Latriana got angry. "What the hell James!? I trust you to raise my son, and he's already trapped by some stupid hoe!?"

"Err...It's not exactly like that Latriana..." James shrugged, being sure to keep his hands on Lars.

"Don't give me that! Who is it!? Some random girl from school right!? Some slutty girl who wants somone to take care of her?" Latriana became more angry. "Because I will waltz right over to that woman's house and have this engagement ANNULED!"

"I'm...engaged...to..." Lars started to fold under Latriana's angry eyes.

"Eeheeehee, here it comes..." Jumeres chuckled to himself.

"What!?" Latriana was furious.

"I...." Lars' mind went blank. "It's....I'm....I-it's...."

"It's me. He's engaged to me Latriana." James hugged Lars tightly. "Me and Lars......are in love...so I asked him to mary me."

Latriana went blank. ". . . . what." 

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TO BE CONTINUED!