The Eye-Patch Teen

Mama's Boy

I closed Mikos's door and pondered whether I should comfort my mother or my father. My dad probably needs some space. So I went upstairs and before I knocked I thought to myself. She's taking this really hard but she did it to herself. Despite this, I still love her. I opened the door unannounced she looked at me and ignored the interruption. And dried her tears. "Michael are you ok? What's wrong?" "Mom I'm fine and I should be asking you that mom?" "It's just me and your father aren't on the best of terms. And is that a tattoo how the hell did you get a tattoo! That's so irresponsible you." I thought to myself enough of this bull shit this bitch just can't see the problem. I'll tell her the problem I honestly don't know how I feel about her but it's time to open her eyes.

 "Katheryn get your head out of your ass. Do you seriously think the root of the problem is dad? And yes I got a fucking tattoo and piercings you oblivious bitch!" "Michael, who do you think you talking to? I am your mother." "You lost that title a long time ago. And I'm talking to the bitch who favorites every other child in this house I just had to point out these very obvious piercings. I'm grown up I don't want your pitty attention!" "Did you come in here to patronize me? I'm so sick of this little show or attitude of yours. Since you think you know everything and have all the answers you can pack your shit and leave since you are an "adult now" "Fuck you, Katheryn." I flipped her off. Storming through the hallway.

 Calvin came out of Malika's room. "Michael what's wrong we heard yelling?" I snapped and said, "Cal she fucking kicked me out what the fuck ever, I've been trying to leave this damn house for a while now anyway." "Michael that's awful I'm so sorry." "It's fine." I walked into my room and forced the closet door open and grabbed a duffel bag. "Where are you gonna stay? I don't think you can stay at my place. My parents right now aren't the biggest fans of you right now since the whole hookey thing." "Shit Lindas is on vacation. Maybe she'll let me stay at her place while she's gone or my uncle Mason. As I thought out my options Cal got on a phone call I could only assume with his parents. I grabbed some clothes and fed Harry and Camillo. Ice came out from under my bed, "I'm so taking you with me." He barked in response. Kara and Miko walked in.

"Mike what's with the duffel?" Miko asked, "Mom kicked me out." Kara yelled, "No fucking way! Where are you staying?" "My truck. Cal let's go!" "I waved a temporary goodbye to my siblings as I and Cal walked to the door. "Wait I want my truck." Cal nervously, "Mike you don't know  how to drive." "Hey, I know the basics I'm just really bad at parking." "There is no way in hell you will get the keys from your dad." I smiled confidently and said, "Watch me." I stormed into the garage and heard my father cursing in his office. I saw the keys on a box I sneakily tiptoed and grabbed the keys with a jingle. I pulled my house key and room key from my pocket and slid them on the keychain ring. I opened the truck door and threw my duffel in. Then placed my keys on the dash. "Cal, can you grab Harry and Camillo?" "I'll grab Camillo, not Harry." I sighed and followed him upstairs into my room. Calvin picked up Camillo's terrarium and I picked up Harry's tank.

"Cal put him behind the driver's seat ok?" "Yeah behind the driver's seat." I looked through my draws and found nothing of interest. I shut my light off and locked the door. I went back to the garage and stared at my truck. "Mike are you ok?" "It just looks bland. Wait I have an idea I knocked on my dad's office door. I heard him take a deep breath, "Yeah." He said. "Oh, Mike what's up?" "Dad, what stuff do we have in the basement?" "Extra car parts old shit. Why?" "Oh, I just wanted to deck my truck out." "Oh yeah go ahead."  Cal and I ventured into the basement.

We crept down the basement stairs. "Mike iv never felt this awkward before." "Sorry, it's never usually like this." "Woah Mike look at all this shit." There were loads of boxes. "Oh my god, Cal look!" "What is Mike?" "It's my old spraypaints." "Oh shit, that's awesome Mike." "We're gonna need these later." I picked up a tire rim. "Mike why are you staring so intently at that tire rim?" "I have an idea." "What is it?" "I'll spray paint it the bisexual colors wait... Cal, what are the bisexual colors?" "Uhh, I think it's uhh... Wait for no... Oh, the colors are blue, purple, and dark pink." I looked in my spraypaint bag. then chuckled and said, "Hmm I can work with that." I pulled out an old sheet and laid it on the basement floor. "Mike look!" Calvin had an old plug-in stereo. "Shit nice find Cal there's a green day disk in the living room draw. I'm gonna start painting this biatch." 

Calvin's View

I snuck past Mike while he shook the spraypaints I think he was prepping them. I plugged the speaker in. "Yo, your gonna need this and open the window." He threw me a mask. "Really Mike a pink mask." He laughed at me. I went upstairs and fetched the music disc with no trouble. I went back down and inserted the disc and played it. "Fuck yeah green day fucking rules!" Michael got up and started to dance. "Come church boy cant dance?" We started freestyle dancing to American Idiot. Until I tripped over the cord. Mike swiftly moved out the way and began laughing. I hit the ground and tire rim with a thud and the rim began juggling on the ground making a symbols noise. It stopped juggling and we both burst out with laughter. He held out his hand I accepted and he lifted me up. "Ok, Cal can you try and find me some shit to help decorate the truck." "Sure. I began shuffling through boxes. I found a skull figurine too small, swords sticking threw it. "He'll love that." I kept digging and found three rims with Led lights. "Yes." I pulled an empty box and found a small polaroid on the bottom. I picked it up and looked at it. It was Mike as a kid smiling with reddish-brown hair. I mumbled to myself, "He looks so happy."

I stuck it in my pocket. I put the rims in with the skull. I continuously looked threw boxes finding a welcome mat. "Huh, I know where to put that." I rolled it up and stuck it in the box. I got off my knee holding a box. As I pushed the box on the shelf I got started and fell on my ass. I got up and dusted myself off and looked it was an ox skull hood ornament. There was a pair of big black dice on the left horn. I think they go by the mirror in the car. He owes me big after this. They started to cough loudly the spraypaint fumes were getting to me. "Sorry Cal sprayed a bit too much." I think this is all the stuff. I walked to Mike and dropped the box. "Where is my thank you or my reward Mike?" "What the fuck do you want a blowjob thanks Cal your awesome man." "I'd be really ok the first option." "You wish I'm not going anywhere near that small thing." "Hey who said it was small how would you know?" "Well think of it this way god usually gives blessings to the people who don't deserve it. He then pointed at his crotch and then blinked heavily which was a wink. "Oh, Michael your sick." "I mean come on Cal why would god give the devil a big dick? Actually, hey gay boy how big do you think satans cock is?" He laughed at me. "Well, honestly anything with a six in it I think." 

Michael put his graffiti bag on and picked up the painted rim. And I grabbed the box we turned everything off. We put the led lights on in kinda a montage. We put the hood ornament on and he had a big smile on his face he pulled me in and put his arm around my shoulder. We finished decorating. He got in the car and gestured for me to come in.  We got in and then both yelled, "THE MOVIE!" I ran to my car and turned around Mike wasn't behind me. "Mike?" I heard the garage door open and saw Mike floor out in his truck. He rolled down his window and yelled, "Come on Cal where gonna miss the movie!" He floored it down street.