Cryaotic X Reader FanFiction: No Signal

• Ride •

"I can't believe this! You didn't do any of the things I asked you to. Am I the only one doing shit around here?"

"I have a job, too." I rolled my eyes.

"Yeah, if you call serving to ghosts a fucking job..." Mike went back to his plate of food.

"I don't see you paying bills! Do you even get paid?"

"Whatever! I'm trying my best here okay?!" I pinched the bridge of my nose.

There was a sharp silence.

"I don't know why you hate me." He shook his head.

I dropped my fork, and snapped my head to him.

"Are you fucking kidding me? I've tried so hard to make things work. It's like... Ever since mom died..."

"(Y/n). Don't." He put his palm up.

"No, we need to address the situation. You have a serious alcohol problem-"

"Enough."

"I can help you! Don't you want to go back to being a happy family?"

"WE are not family."

I felt myself well up. He's never gone that far to say such a thing. It hurt even more that he was right.

The only thing holding us together was my mother. And now she's gone.

This is the definition of a broken home. I knew that. But to practically be dis-owned right to my face.

Ouch.

"Why don't you put me up for adoption then?" I squinted, holding back tears.

"I thought about it, but I think I can handle this for one more year. You can go to college and we will never have to see each other again. Problem solved." He swigged his beer as he stood up.

My stomach turned just at the brief mention of college.

He began to walk out of the room.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I ruined your perfect life with my mom." I stared off into space.

He stopped and turned towards me.

"Thank you." He smiled and walked out.

I sat there, crying silently to myself.

"Fuck you..." I whispered, as if he could hear me.

I went upstairs, and opened my laptop.

"Cry, are you up?"

"Always, pretty face."

"My dad said that when I go to college, he will never see me again. I wouldn't even care that much if..."

"Oh.... Shit."

"Yeah, shit is right. What the fuck am I gonna do?"

"If bad goes to worse, I'm here."

"He's gonna hit me again."

"I won't fucking allow it. If he does, you tell me. I will kick his ass."

"Save me Cry."

"No."

"Ughhh"

":)"

"Aaaand I still love you. How do you do that?"

"2adorbes4u"

I rolled my eyes and laughed to myself.

"You should go to bed. Sleep heals the soul."

"It won't heal my need for a college grad certificate."