opposites attract

Ok this chapter is dedicated to 2 people. first off, as usual, my sweet beautiful pixie karin for always looking after me and sending me a christmas present all the way from the netherlands! thank you sweetness! and secondly to pyra who asked for bam jerking off to.... (not telling, you'll have to read it!) i hope this is what you were after honey!!!

Bam went outside, needing to be by himself for a while. He wasn't known as a deep thinker but his conversation with Ville was making his brain work overtime. He disagreed with his parents quite a lot but he could never imagine them treating him how Ville had been treated.

He was also thinking hard about his reaction to hearing about Ville's life. Bam wasn't a cold hearted person by any means but he always found it akward when people showed emotions, he never knew how to act. But holding Ville and trying to comfort him seemed almost natural and he couldn't understand why he couldn't be like that for his friends and family but he could for a boy he didn't know that well.

It was a wake up call for him, he complained about his life a lot, how his parents yelled at him or his friends teased him but in reality he had it pretty good. He looked at his watch, realizing he'd been walking around the hospital grounds for nearly an hour and Ape would be starting to worry.

As he approached Ville's room, he saw that his dad and Anita had arrived and a doctor was talking to them intently.

**Oh my god, has something happened?** He quickened his pace anxiously. "What's going on? Is Ville ok?"

"Ville's fine honey, don't worry."

"The doctor was requesting that I put Ville in an institute for a while for self harm." Anita said sadly.

"What? No you can't do that. How the hell can you even be thinking about doing that to him?" Bam said horrified. "Have you spoken to him about why he did it?"

"No, he was asleep and I didn't want to wake him."

"Talk to him. Get him to tell you why he did it. He doesn't need to be locked away like you're ashamed of him, he needs you to listen to him and he needs to be able to talk about it. I'm begging you, please don't send to to an insititute."

"Has he spoken to you?" Anita asked curiously.

"Yeah. He needed to talk to someone and I was there. I don't think he wanted to telk to me but he needed to let out his emotions. He's not crazy or pychotic, he just couldn't think of another way to deal with things."

"What things?"

"I can't tell you. That's not for me to do, it's up to him to tell you if he wants to."

"Ok." Anita nodded decisively and turned to the doctor. "I want to talk to my son first before I decide anything."

"Ok, let us know when you decide." The doctor left, slightly annoyed that his idea wasn't immediately agreed to, he was the professional after all.

Bam barely noticed the doctor leaving, he was too busy trying to understand his reaction. He wasn't sure why he'd gotten so upset about the suggestion, after all it would get the other boy out of his house and out of his thoughts. He ignored the voice in the back of his mind that was saying just maybe, he didn't want to stop thinking about Ville.

He was suddenly embraced in a motherly hug by Anita.

"The doctor told me what you did. Thank you so much. You saved his life and I don't know how I can thank you enough. I don't know what I'd do without my prince."

There were tears in her eyes and Bam stifled a sigh of annoyance. He hated it when people cried. **It didn't annoy you when Ville cried did it?!** His traitorous mind goaded. **You would have done anything just to see him smile.**

He blocked it out and focused on Anita. "It's ok, really. It's not a big deal. You have to talk to Ville though, he needs to explain to you what's going on."

"I will. I want to know what on earth he was thinking of that was so bad he couldn't tell me. Can I ask you something though?"

"Yeah I suppose so."

"How long have you been in love with my son?"

"WHAT? I'm not in love with Ville, we barely speak to each other, you don't know what you're talking about, are you crazy?"

"Bam!" Ape admonished. "Don't be so rude. I hate to say it but I agree with Anita, it's obvious you feel something for him even if it's not love just yet."

Bam could feel himself beginning to panic, his confusion and denials battling with what the two women were saying. "You're both wrong. I don't give a fuck about him. I'm sick of being here, waiting around for nothing, I'm going home." He stormed off angrily, hearing his mother apologizing for his behaviour as he left.

"I'm so sorry Anita, he didn't mean that. I wish I knew why he's acting this way. I don't know why it's so difficult for him to admit that he likes Ville, they're both gay so it's not like he would have to worry about being ridiculed for his sexuality."

"Don't worry, I know he cares otherwise he wouldn't have helped Ville and listened to him when he needed to talk to someone. Apparently they're in different social groups at school and the two groups don't get on very well. That would explain why Bam is denying it."

April sighed. "It was so much easier when we were young."

"Very true!" Anita smiled. She glanced at the door to her sons room and the smile faded. "I should go and talk to Ville. It's just going to be so hard to be strong knowing that he's in pain, even if it isn't physical."

"Just be there for him and let him know that he can talk to you about anything. Thats all you can do." Ape advised.

Anita walked into Ville's hospital room with a certain amount of trepidation, knowing that whatever she was going to find out wouldn't be good. Green eyes met hers the moment she walked in the room and she attempted a small smile.

"Hi mama." He whispered.

"Ville, sweetheart, why did you do it?" She asked devestated.

"I don't know." Ville lied, avoiding eye contact.
Really? Well Bam seems to think that you do." She replied, sitting next to him on the edge of the bed.
"What did he tell you?" Ville asked, panicked.
"Honey listen to me. The doctor wants to put you in an institute for self harmers for a while but Bam wouldn't let him. He told me to talk to you so we could work it out together at home. That's all he told me."

"Please don't send me away." Ville begged. "I'm just scared you won't believe me or you'll hate me if I tell you."

"Sweetie, I could never hate you and of course I'll believe you, I can tell that you're upset and scared about something. You wouldn't have done this if you weren't."

Ville took a few deep breaths to gather his courage and haltingly toldhis mother everything he'd told Bam. Once he'd finished he waited nervously for his mothers reaction. He was expecting cruel words and to be told that he wasn't wanted any more but instead he found himself being held by comforting arms and the feeling of hot tears dripping into his hair.

"I'm so sorry kulta, I let you down. How could I not notice? I refused to take him back and I'm so glad I did, please forgive me."

"You didn't do anything wrong. I was so scared you'd hate me bacuse I'm the reason he left."

"I have no time for narrow minded ignorant people especially when they discriminate against their own children and I already told that I'll never hate you. It's not your fault he left, it's his fault for not being able to accept you for who you are."

"You're not going to send me away now that you know are you?" Ville asked fearfully.

"No. Bam was right. You just need people to support you, although I want you to think about talking to a counciller."

Ville nodded reluctantly, too tired to argue.

"Ok honey, I'm going to let you sleep but I'll be right outside if you wake up and need anything."

The second she stepped out into the hallway, her calm facade shattered and she let the tears fall. April immediately ran to her side and put a comforting arm around her shoulders.

"How is he?" She asked softy.

"He's fine but he's been through so much and I never noticed. How could I be such a terrible mother to him?"

"You're not a terrible mother." Phil interjected. "You love him and you try to do your best for him, that's all anyone can expect of you."

"If I'm such a good mother then how why did I never realize that my youngest son was getting beaten by his own father?" Anita said bitterly, her anger directed at herself rather than Phil.

The Margera's fell silent in shock, knowing that after learning news that devestating, there would be nothing they could say to make her stop feeling guilty.

"He'll probably be allowed to go home tomorrow so if you don't mind, I'm going to stay here with him untill he's allowed to leave."

"Of course it's ok. We wouldn't expect you to leave your son. We will have to go though if you'll be ok here because we both have to be at work early tomorrow morning."

"You've already done more than you needed to, go home, I'll be fine."

It took some convincing but they finally accepted that she'd be ok and they left her to sit in peace with her thoughts.

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When Bam woke the next morning to sounds of his parents heading off to work, his mind was still reeling from the day before. After about half an hour of trying to convince himself that he needed to get out of bed for school, he gave up and decided to just skip classes for the day.

He finally emerged from his room around midday and went to the kitchen for something to eat. He attempted to find something but the thought of eating anything made him nausous.

He kept thinking back to the argument he had with Anita and April and their words kept going round and round, forcing him to actually think about his feelings. The memories also brought back the way Ville's eyes shone with tears making them seem even brighter and more beautiful and how good Ville's body felt pressed against his own as he comforted him.

He groaned in frustration as his thoughts caused him to become aroused. Completely giving up on eating, he went to his bdroom, thankful that Anita and Ville weren't back yet.

He lay down on his bed and undid his jeans, thankful he hadn't bothered with underwear, and released his aching cock. He teased himself at first, with light, ghosting touches, sliding a hand underneath his shirt to pinch and caress his sensitive nipples.

He didn't continue that way for very long as the pent up desire he had for Ville finally became to strong for him to ignore. His grip tightened as his mind brought forward images of Ville on his knees in front of him. He could almost feel the Finns pouty lips wrapped around his shaft.

His movements became faster and more erratic as he imagined penetrating Ville's beautiful lithe body. He tried not to make any sound emerge from his lips, childishly hoping that if he didn't say anything it wouldn't be real.

His hips were thrusting into his hand, precome making his movements easier. As he finally reached his orgasm, his back arching in pleasure and shooting his release over his hand and the bedsheets, he couldn't help himself and he let out a softly whispered "Ville"

He was too wrapped up in trying to convince himself that he hadn't really been fantasizing about their maids son to notice a very shocked Finn watching him from the doorway.


sorry it's so short but i've been busy getting ready for christmas. please review and let me know how i'm doing!