Welcome to part 13 of “Help!”.

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“Oh…my…god!” came a voice. “What the hell is going on in here?”.


The level of raw shock was so high that neither Danny nor Jake could move, never mind manage an answer. After a few more seconds of frozen silence, Danny, still straddling Jake’s legs with his head just above his crotch, managed to hesitantly turn his head to look at the figure which stood in the doorway behind him. It was Danny’s dad. Danny just stared fearfully at his dad, waiting to see how he would react to what he’d walked in on. He gazed into his dad’s hate-filled green eyes as they drifted to the TV, and the gay kissing scene which dominated the screen.


“Danny…?” Jake said in a low, questioning voice. There was no reply so he tried again. “Danny who is it?”

“It’s umm…it’s my dad” Danny responded awkwardly, not knowing what to do.

“Oh fuck!” Jake blurted out .

“Oh fuck indeed!” Danny’s dad bellowed, anger, hurt and confusion laced in his response.


Danny shakily began to move himself up off of Jake’s legs, releasing his no longer secret lover from underneath him. Jake pulled his legs up towards his torso and then swung them round onto the floor, reaching for his t-shirt as he stood up. Danny also stood up and moved backwards to stand at his lover’s side for moral support. Jake put his t-shirt on and the boys just stood there looking awkwardly at Danny’s father.


“Daniel…” his father said in that voice which only an angry father can produce, “what the fuck are you boy’s doing in my living room?!”


His voice wasn’t at all loud or harsh or loud. It was simple, lacking any emotion. Danny looked at Jake, unable to speak and Jake saw the emotion, he saw the pressure building within Danny’s eyes. He grabbed Danny’s hand for reassurance. It was shaking and sweaty.


“Well…” Danny explained hesitantly, “me and Jake…umm…well…see, the thing is…”.

“SPIT IT OUT BOY!” His dad yelled, pure rage now in his voice and body language.


Danny’s hand tightened around Jake’s and his whole body started to shake. Tears welled up in his emotional pressure filled brown eyes and he felt pure fear, not for the first time in his recent life.


“It’s ok Danny.” Jake stated bravely.

“NO!” screamed Daniel’s dad, “NO IT ISN’T FUCKING OK! Who do you think you are anyway Jake?! You come here to my house, uninvited, then when I get back I find you watching a gay movie and making out with my son. AND YOU THINK THAT’S OK?!!!”

Jake felt angry, he didn’t like being pushed and intimidated like this, causing him to courageously fight back. “YES! As a matter of fact I do think that’s ok, if he was with a girl you wouldn’t react so ridiculously! Just because you can’t handle the fact that your son is gay, doesn’t make that his fault, or mine! It’s your problem, NOT OURS!”


Danny looked at Jake, amazed at what he had just said to the much stronger, bigger, more powerful man before them. His jaw actually dropped slightly.