Chapter 44A

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Oscar's POV:

"Well I grew up as the pastors son. Henry was a huge disciplinarian so that resulted in me being a super quiet kid. I always struggled with my anger which resulted in hours of therapy, copying bible verses, and holes in my bedroom wall. The therapist said I needed a hobby to prevent mood swings.

It started with the piano at 4, then string instruments, and wind instruments. Nothing helped reduce my temper so they beat me calm.

Penelope was really strict about my music. If my posture was off I'd get lashes to the back. Mess up a note that was a lash to my fingers" I took a deep breath to control my rage. My hand was shaking

"It's fine you can take your time. I'm not going anywhere" he squeezed my hand

"Uhm well let's see, Evangeline was always the favorite. 'Their perfect little angel' but in reality she was a total bitch. I would always get blamed for what she did even though I'm the youngest. She was the one who told my parents I was 'confused' "  I used air quotes

"I hit puberty earlier than most at the ripe age of 10 but before that I knew I was into guys. At school or church I always had small crushes on the guys. Evangeline got her friend who was a guy to come on to me and they recorded the whole thing. She posted it and I was the laughing stock. Dad saw it and beat the shit out of me. He popped a blood vessel in my eye, broke my collar bone, wrist, 6 ribs, a couple fingers, fractured my shin, and left me bloody and bruised"

"What was in the video"

Flashback

I'm in my room messing around with song sheets when Dylan comes in.

"Hey Oscar what are you up to"

"I'm just trying to compose a tune that's been stuck in my head" I said nervously

Thanks to father I don't have many friends and it doesn't help that Dylan is so cute.

"That's so cool can I hear Evie says you're amazing" it made me happy Eve talked about me. I was convinced she hated me

"Sure pick your poison" I said pointing at the many instruments

"You're already sitting by the piano so go crazy" I nodded and began playing what I had already composed

"That's all, its not much but yeah"

"That sounded amazing you can be the next Beethoven" I blushed at his compliment

"Thanks but Im not that good"

"No I'm serious, plus you'll be a way more attractive composer than Beethoven" I was probably beet red

"Can you show me how to play a little"

"Yeah" I moved over on my seat so he had room to sit

"Okay we can start with something really easy like twinkle twinkle little star"

"Can you guide my hands so I know exactly where to go" my breath hitched in my throat

"S-sure" I layered my hand over his and carried it across the piano to the correct key

I was praying that he wouldn't notice how aroused I became. I also felt damned that I wore loose shorts today.

"Hey are you okay Ozzy you look flustered" he asked confused

"Y-yeah I-I'm good" I said in an unnecessarily high pitched voice

"You're really cute when you're nervous" he whispered in my ear and I felt his fingertip graze my penis which caused me to immediately shoot up out of my seat

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