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

m.g.c

july 8, 2014, 11:50 a.m

"dad, what's wrong?" I asked as I walked over to him in the kitchen as he shook his head, looking as if he were about to cry.

"dad?" I asked again, seeing he wasn't answer.

he let a sad sigh out, taking a deep breath. I glanced at my mother who was crying. I was pissed. what the hell was happening?

"what the hell is going on?" I asked crossing my arms.

"look michael," my mom said glancing between my father and I.

"your dad and I need to tell you something important," she said tears falling down her pale face as I waited for the news.

"okay? what is it?"

"michael," my fathers voice caught me off guard, "i'm leaving."

I gave him a confused look and bobbed my head, "okay?" I said, "where to?"

he sighed shaking his head, "dammit michael," he said quietly, "i'm leaving. for good," he said and my mother started crying again.

I froze in my shoes, not believing what I had just hear. what? my dads leaving? there's no way he's actually leaving as in he's divorcing my mother. he would never do that. he loves her. he loves me.

"w-what?" I said and shook my head, "dad you're not leaving that's crazy."

his eyes filled with tears and he shook his head, "michael I am. i'm sorry," he said and I shook my head as my vision became blurry.

"n-no!" I said and not knowing what else to do, I pulled him into a hug, and began crying.
"dad, please don't go. you can stay here, with mom, and with me," I sobbed into his chest hugging him, as he hugged me back tightly.

I felt his chest go up and down, fast, and he let a cry out, hugging me tighter, "i'm sorry, I can't michael," he said.

after so long he pulled away from the hug, "I have to go," he said and I shook my head.

"then i'll go with you," I said and he hook his head, trying to tell me no.

"no, I will. I can go with you and-"

"michael I said no!" he snapped and I stayed quiet.

my father shook his head, "michael i'm sorry-"

"no you're not," I said and shook my head as my mum looked at me sincerely, "just leave."

"michael," she said and I shook my head.

"this is all your fault!" I yelled at her before running out the kitchen, and out the house with my skateboard.