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

c.t.h

July 2, 2014, 6:30 p.m

i was currently at rosie's for dinner, to meet her parents. her father seemed very strict, but her mother seemed almost too kind.

I took small bits, not very hungry. I had to go to my first meeting for the support group in just a couple of days and i've been thinking about that. i'm just glad luke is going with me. he helps a lot. and he always checks in with me, regularly. making sure i'm feeling okay, and that I don't do it again. he's a good friend.

michael doesn't know, which i'm not going to tell him. he has a lot going on with his family as it is. he doesn't need me to give him more stress. but i'm happy he knows the real reason why his father left. and at least he isn't so alone anymore. he has his mother, father, even bobby. i'm happy for him.

speaking of fathers, so does Ashton. he supposedly staying with him the day after his birthday. I know he's really nervous about all of it. I mean, thirteen years is a long time without communication.

"so calum, we heard about your hospital incident. what happened with that," her father asked broadly as Rosie's mouth agaped not believing her father was being so blunt.

"dad!"

"Robert," her mother said as I began feeling very awkward.

I cleared my throat and shaking my head as Robert shrugged, "what?" he said defensive, "the boy is eighteen, I think he can handle a few questions," he said as I gave a reassuring smile to Rosie shaking my head.

"calum, i'm so sorry. he obviously doesn't have a filter," she spat glaring at her father as he rolled his eyes and continued taking bites.

this family is a bit different. okay, a lot of different. not that I don't like Rosie. I like her. a lot, actually. so I can't let her father get in the way.

"all i'm saying is you guys are complete opposites, Rosie," he said, "I mean if him starving himself and you stuffing yourself isn't obvious enough, then I don't know what is," he said. no filter. clearly.

she glared at him, and I knew how bad that must have hurt her. I couldn't imagine my own father even being that insensitive with me.

I stood up, having enough of this. all of it.

"okay, that's enough," I said angry. "yeah, I starved myself. that's pretty clear. and maybe rosie did gain weight, what's the big deal?" I questioned shaking my head, "a parent loves their child and never judges them for what they choose. so maybe rosie is happy with her weight. maybe it makes her feel less nervous aroun everyone. either way, she's still gorgeous and you out of all people should think that," I said.

I shoved my chair in, ready to leave, "I like your daughter for who she is. not what she looks like sir," I said as rosie watched me, with deep red cheeks, "thanks for dinner."

with that, I turned around and walked out of the house I released the breath I was holding and wiped the sweat off of my forehead.

that was some scary shit.

I thought he was going to kill me back there. I haven't ever stood up to someone's father like that, led alone anyone else so it felt adrenaline. I kind of felt good.