MIKA

Away

--Nick's POV--

I haven't talked to Mika in almost a month. He's tried, but I avoid him. Not only did he invade my privacy, but he hurt me. I don't know if I can ever forgive him.

The tension in the house has been the worse. Mika and Andy are fighting like crazy. Mama ends up taking the three of us whenever they fight. We practically live with her. So much for home...

"Nick," Natalie says as she hops onto my lap on the sofa. "Play with me!"

I give her a smile and politely refuse. She sticks her tongue out at me and runs off to the playroom. I sigh as I'm left alone.

I need friends before I go insane.

"Nicolas, your fathers are in their way to pick you kids up," mama says as she kisses the top of my head from behind the sofa.

I nod my head and click he tv off. As if on que, dad and Mika walk in. Oh yea, I call Andy dad now. I still can't force myself to call Mika that.

"Hey bud," dad says as he and Mika walk into the living room. Dad sits next to me and Mika stands in the corner occasionally sneaking glances at me.

"How was your weekend?"

"The same as always," I reply.

"Boring?" Dad laughs.

I nod and smile.

"Listen, Mika's going to be going away for a bit, so-"

"Are you getting a divorce?!" I ask worriedly.

"What? No," dad replies. "He has a short tour to go on. He'll be back before you know it."

I nod.

--

The next six months flew by. Mika had been on tour or ways for most of it. It was almost as if he was avoiding us, or me.

Dad took us to visit his family. They are amazing. We then went to Italy for a month with Mika, but we still barely saw him. I don't know why we even went. He was too busy to do anything with us.