Dream Boy

Frank's POV-

My family and I have been driving for hours, to get to this new small town that we are moving in. My dad likes to move a lot for work, I've been to about 6 houses, since I was about 7 years old. Now, at age 16 we are moving for my 7th time.

Dad says that we will stay longer here this time though, so I'm hoping.

My iPod has gone through my whole playlist, so it's now starting again, with my first song, Scream by The Misfits.
We arrive at the country town, there is a big house and a farm next door to us, and the house we are moving in is really big too.
As soon as mom and dad unlock the door, I grab my stuff and go inside.
I find a staircase and jog up it.
There is a room on the far right, and it's perfect so I claim it my room.
There is a bed in the middle, a nightstand, a cupboard, a wardrobe, and vanity/mirror table.
I drop my shit down, and sit on the bed, looking out the window.
I see a boy with bright red hair that stands out, he has no shirt on, only black skinny jeans, with no shoes. He is feeding a big brown horse.
Wow, he looks nice, I wonder if I could make friends with him?
Mom said that I'll have to start a new school tomorrow, maybe the redhead will be there? most people hate school, but I actually quite like it, not because of the people or learning, it just gets me out of the house...
You see, I don't get along with my dad very well...

~flashback~

"FRANK! Frank, son come to your daddy!"
My 8 year old self, follows my dad's voice, into the bathroom.
Dad is laying in the bathtub, full of bubbles.
I enter the room, and he smiles at me, and gestures for me to come over to him.
"Come here, I wanna show you something!" He muses.
I go over, standing next to the tub.
"Here, give me your hand." He requests, and I place my hand in his, and he leads it down, into the bath water, and onto his dick.
Though I didn't really understand at the time....
When my hand came in contact with his dick, he moaned, "that feels so good, Frankie, such a good boy to your daddy."

~end of flashback~

I cringe at the memory.

Yeah, even though he did that to me, at least he was nice to me then... Now he's a plain out asshole.

"FRANK! Honey, dinner!" Mom shouts.

I get up, grabbing my earphones and walk downstairs, where mom is sitting at the table, with a bowl of pasta for me.

"Come eat with me, sweetie." She says, smiling at me.
I return the smile, and sit opposite her.
"Where's dad...?" I ask.
"He's working late. It's just you and me tonight." She says.
I nod, and start eating.
When I've finished, I get up, putting our plates in the sink.
"Okay, go to bed now, darling. You'll need to be fresh for school tomorrow!" Mom says, and I nod, giving her a kiss on the cheek and go back upstairs into my room.
I shut my door, and take off my shirt, and pants, only leaving my boxers on.
I hop into bed and the last thought on my mind is that red head guy I saw out the window.

Notes

Ok idk if u guys seen the movie Dream Boy it's a lgbt movies, anyways sorry if u read any of my other focus I'm using this one as procrastination. Reason why not updating much is cause my girlfriend dumped me for this other guy ;-; and it just got me down a bit... Anyways ill try to update them soon... Comment what u think of this one