32: stupid biritish boys

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i feel like i should mention that evans birthday is december 19th and michael is september 27th

also, vry sorry for the lack of updates

third person pov

as the days neared closer to evans birthday, michael got increasingly more terrified of his fathers plans. charlie said he was going to kill kenya, to remind everyone. but she didn't even touch evan. she was behind michael and scott, she was watching. she did nothing wrong. 

the current date is november 30th. evans birthday was so close yet so far away. michael was sitting in pirates cove, just thinking to himself. he started packing up his things to get ready to leave freddy's. as he put the messenger bag strap over his shoulder, william grabbed his shoulder. michael froze and felt he was unable to breathe.

"ello, mike." william smiled at his son. michael started taking in shallow breaths and looked down at his feet.

"how've you been, mike?" william asked

"g-good." the teenager bit his tongue.

"that's good. i'd like my son to be happy." william chuckled

"whot do you wont." [translation: what do you want.] michael spat

"i wanted to say hello to my-"

"-son. whateva. why cont you just leave me alone?" [translation: cant] michael inhaled sharply

"because i care about my sons well being, michael. is that no allowed?" william pat michaels shoulder

"no you fuckin' dont. you neva have. the only time you ever have was before we even moved to the states." michael snapped

"i can never have a conversation with you, can i? its always 'before we moved here this', 'before we moved here that'. well if you miss england so much, why don't you fucking go back?" william squeezed michaels shoulder, his expression darkening

"i'm 16! i con't go by myself! and i doubt henry would take me to england, he has far too much already here!" michael pushed his father away from him harshly.

"now micheal. i think you should calm down. you don't want to argue 20 days your brothers 10th birthday do you?" william smiled. michael froze. of course he knew evans birthday was soon but he didn't know if was that soon. that's about 3 weeks away.

"i con't wait to show everyone what i have plonned. oh, it'll be just jolly, son." [translation: planned] william pat michaels shoulder before he left the room.

"holy shit." michael fell to the floor and wrapped his arms around himself

"yeah he'd definitely gonna kill your friend." charlotte appeared next to him.

"yeah. ello, charlotte." michael sighed

"hey, mikey. how's it been?" charlotte asked

"terrible, but you already knew that, didn't you?" michael smiled softly

"yeah, charlie talks about how hard you had it and stuff. she felt awful for you-"

"well of course i did! william was a terrible father to mike! thankfully he has our dad now and he's much nicer." charlie smiled, appearing suddenly. michael chuckled and nodded

"he is a lot nicer." michael stood up.

"ive gotta motor. it was lovely conversing with you two." michael smiled, then waved and started to leave

"stupid british boy with his stupid big british words." charlie muttered jokingly

"well fuck you too, then." michael laughed and left. he passed by his father in the hallway, who just had a smile on his face. and everything about it gave michael the creeps. he quickly ran out of the building and to henry's house. he opened the door and ran to his room.

if william kills kenya, michael will have practically nothing left. he can try again with tyler but there are no guarantees. he'd be utterly fucked. michael felt a tear roll down his cheek, and he wiped it quickly. he had to repeat this several times before eventually giving up and just starting to cry. he started to pull on his hair, the pain almost calming him. he bit his lips as he cried, while wondering if he could even live without kenya.

short part but hey what can i do

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