𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐌 , 𝐊𝐀𝐑𝐋 𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐎𝐁𝐒

𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘 𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄

(TW, Mention of drugs and jail. Also mentions of family struggles/divorce)

"Oakley! Someone's one the phone."  I look over at the red, retro, rotary phone on the coffee table at the other end of the couch. Clay looks over at the phone that keeps ringing. 

It was humid back in Florida, Karl had gone to New York to film a Mr. beast video. 

He said he'd be gone for about a month and that he would call as soon as he could. I still haven't gotten a call yet, I'm still waiting just like i always have.

"Why don't you answer it?" I shoot back, focusing why to hard to catch a bug in Animal Crossing.

"I'm trying to sort out this passport shit, OK? SO stop being a bitch an answer it please. It could be Karl!?" He retorts from the dining room.

"OK, OK!" I groan and press the home button on my switch controller. Mumbling to myself about how annoying my brother was.

"Hello, this is Oakley Davis speaking." i say bluntly into the red rotary phone

"Sweetie. It's your father."  I hear an all to familiar voice. Like Satan calling my name, and it was he was. Like she was calling my name, she was.

It wasn't Karl, oh how I wish it was him.

"M- mom?" I heard Nick's pen clatter on the table and Clay's chair pull our from underneath the dining table as I uttered her name. the fact i have the nerve to call her that.

"W-what do you want?" I hear my voice waver at the thought of my mother on the other line.

"Your fathers been arrested." She says calmly.

"WHAT? DAD'S BEEN ARRESTED?" I exclaim, nick staggering out of his seat to come meet me at the phone.

"For tax fraud and smuggling drugs over seas. There holding him in Colombia." She explains, i can hear Nick's breathing. His probably listening to  the conversation on the other rotary we have.

"What do you want me to do? He walked out on us, not like give a shit." I retort.

"This is your father, young lady." my mother snaps.

"YOU CALL THAT A FATHER? BULLSHIT!" I yell back at her. He left when i was 7, his been gone for over 14 years.

"Sweetie please." She coos.

"You expect me to help you? After everything you did after he walked out. You neglected me for 11 years. 11!! I have nothing to say to you, expect fuck off and don't call here again." 

"If you want to know." i hear her sniff, but decide to let her finish.

"His is Columbia State Prison." She hangs up andIi slam the rotary phone down on the holder.

"where going to Columbia." I hear Nick mutter.

"Your crazy." I reply. 

"She has a point. His our father." 

"He may have been your's but he was never mine." I say again, like the message wasn't spoken in english.

"Just trust me, please." He seems to beg, and my heart hurts so I do as he says. He buts the tickets that are suppose to leave tonight at around 11:30pm. i pack my bags and take a picture.

"Alright!" I announce, my voice echoing in the hall. I can hear the whispers though.

...

//SAPNAPS POV//

"What do I tell Karl?" I ask, Clay's face written with worry.

"Dude, I don't know? Where gonna go break her dad out of jail??" He says sarcastically. I slap his, trying to show him I'm serious.