inadequate ☠ afi + lrh • mgc/cth (boyxboy)

m.g.c

June 16, 2014, 6:00 p.m

it was awkward.

bobby and I are currently having dinner with my mother. she's actually home for a change and I thought it would be nice to introduce bobby.

"so when did you guys meet?" my mother asked, fiddling with her greens.

we glanced at each other and I quickly took over.

"uh while back. yeah. last summer. yeah last summer, it was then, summer, of last," I said as we both nodded, recieving a weird look from my mom and she nodded.

"I understood the first time."

my face went red and I nodded, "sorry mom..." I mumbled before taking a bite of my food.

my mom rose from her seat and scraped the rest of her food off into the trash. I knew she was about to leave but I wasn't exactly sure where.

"where you going, ma?"

"work," she replie and I nodded my head looking down, knowing that she didn't work tonight. she wasn't even in her work clothes. I just wante to cry.

not even my own mother can pay attention to me longer than twenty minutes. of course she doesn't want to be around me. she thinks i'm a freak as well.

"you alright?" bobby asked and I let ou a sad chuckle and nodded as my eyes filled wit tears.

I missed my mom.

i missed my dad.

"it's alright to cry," she said rubbing my back, "even my dad does, sometimes."

I glanced up to see her crooked grin and I have her a small one, trying my best to suck up my tears. no way did I want to cry in front of her. that'd be embarrassing.

after I went ahead and cleaned the dishes and up the kitchen, we went outback, and sat on my porch swing.

"can I ask why you live with your grandparents instead of your actual parents?" I questioned and she nodded.

"well, I don't know. I mean I do-but it's not my parents fault. my parents love me a bunch. I know they do. but the can't afford to take care of me," she began as I watched her intently as she spoke, "my father has stage IV heart disease. he has cancer throughout most of his body. I remember seeing the results back and his whole body was basically lit up like a Christmas tree," she chuckled sadly and shook her head.

"my mom gave up our house to help pay for his bills an surgeries. she gave up my college fund too, well I did. she didn't. I just want my dad, you know? he's worth it. so now my mom and I stay with my grandparents, but mom is at the hospital twenty-four/seven with my dad. I don't get to visit much, but at least once a week. often three times a week if I ask my grandpapa to take me. he's my second favorite person in the world," she smiled.

I frowned feeling sorry for her. and it was like she knew I was going to apologize about her dad and she shook her head, "and don't you dare say sorry. I had enough of hearing that word. i hate it with a passion.

I nodded my head understandable.

"God bobby," I breathed out as she seemed confused.

"you're so fucking perfect," I smiled and she blushed deeply.

i wish I could be with her forever.