Addicted- Nate Jacobs

Fifty

Narrater Pov:

"You might have won the game but you didn't lead your team, and they're what's important" cal said walking into Nate's room, barking at him once again after a game that Nate won. Cal always found something wrong with Nate's football games, even if Nate did everything right

Tonight Nate had had enough. He stood up from his bed getting close to his father, looking down on him.

"You need to take a step back" Nate didn't budge in fact he stood a step forward, closer to him

"I said take a step back!" Cal yelled. Nate's anger was through the roof, he tried to go at him but unfortunately cal caught him quickly enough and pushed him on the floor, pinning him down

Nate tired his hardest to fight his fathers grip, but it came to no avail

"You wanna keep fighting!" Cal yelled in his sons face

"Get off me, get off me you fucking faggot!" Nate spit back, accidentally letting it slip that he knew about his daddy's little secret

"You don't want to keep fighting!" Nate continued to push back

"Get the fuck off me!"

"Get the fuck off me!" He continued to cry out

He started banging his head hard against the floor, his father removed his hands from him and got off of him, but Nate continued to slam his hand into the floor.

Cal took a few steps back and eventually exited the room. He walked into his office and closed the door. His sons screams were dulled by the walls but still very loud. He could hear the thud of Nate's head still pounding in the floor and the cries that came from Nate stabbed cal in the heart

He quickly walked to his secret drawer and went through the tapes, he flicked through them with his fingers. His heart started to race even faster when he realized one was missing, of course it was the one with the underage girl. Nate knew, and cal knew Nate knew. He would never say anything of course, at least not anytime soon.

The thudding eventually stopped and cal didn't know if it was because Nate was done throwing his tantrum or he had just passed out. He didn't bother to check.

Meanwhile Nate had not passed out. Instead he packed a bag quickly and got into his truck. He didn't know where he could go but he knew he couldn't stay there
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A/N: can someone say daddy issues...?