𝓗𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝓞𝐅 𝓔𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𐬹 𝓫𝐥𝐥𝐤 𝔁 𝓽𝐫

𝓒𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝓢𝐈𝐗 ★ 𝓭𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝓮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬

Mikey wouldn't admit it but the moment he got his hands on his son's diary, he locked himself in his room and as he sat down to read it he couldn't help but feel a mixture of excitement and intrigue. Treating the book as if it was some sort of priceless artefact from a bygone era, Mikey planned to go from start to finish, reading every single word, to obtain every little detail. Doing this to hopefully make himself feel closer to Ares, like he knows him personally. As if he was someone who he confided his deepest darkest secrets in, when in reality he didn't and he had no idea who he was, though that would change in due time. For now, Mikey would settle for the journal.

Flicking through the pages to the very beginning of the diary, Mikey's fingers gently traced over the delicate black ink lettering. Imagining what his son must have been thinking and feeling while penning all of his thoughts on paper as he began to read the first entry.

'Dear diary, it's our first day in Italy and it took me less than twenty-four hours to get lost. That must be a new world record, not to mention I left my phone at home so I had no way of calling Mom, curse my bad Italian skills. I must have been walking around crying for at least a good half hour, that was until I ran into this guy. Giovanni, at first I was sceptical of him. I mean a random guy approaches you in the street, that's got to set off a couple of alarm bells right? But anyway turns out he's a really nice guy, and even offered to help me improve my Italian. To be honest I wasn't too sure about moving to Italy, as I wanted to go to Japan but like always mom says next year and then next year rolls around and at this point, I've accepted the fact that it's probably never going to happen. You can't blame me for being curious right? I mean I at least want to step foot in the country I was born in before I die, visit Sendai and maybe Tokyo too. But with the way, Mom clams up every time I mention Japan, I'm probably not going to be able to till I'm older. That's fine though I'm willing to wait, even though I'm kinda impatient. That's all for now, goodbye diary xxx Ares.'

Mikey's heart couldn't help but clench as he read the words of his son, picturing Ares with red-rimmed eyes and a sniffly nose from crying. Walking around the streets of Florence without a clue as to where he was going, the thought of his child being left out in the open and so vulnerable made him sick.

Not to mention it lead to that bastard taking his place, that son of a bitch who thinks he could erase him and take his place in Ares's life as his father. If he thought he would stand by and let that happen he had another thing coming, he was going to fix that issue sooner rather than later.

Skipping ahead a couple of entries the white-haired man ended up stopping on one that rather piqued his interest, and with that he began to read once again.

'Dear diary, I like to think I hate my dad. He left us and abandoned me and my mom before I was even born. Well at least that's what I think happened, I don't really know since Mom never talks about him. To the point where I have to make up scenarios, as to why he left. And I've come up with he's a sad pathetic loser with a beer belly a receding hair line and a life that's falling apart. I don't miss him, at least not anymore. Not now that I have Gio, but before I used to cry about it in secret a lot. Kids are mean, and good at coming up with creative insults especially when they have something you don't. But I've come to accept the reality, my father didn't want me. And I'm okay with that because I don't want him anymore either. To be honest he could be dead in a ditch and I couldn't care any less, he's moved on from me. So why shouldn't I? I mean Gio's been more of a father to me these last few months than he's ever been. But that doesn't mean I'm not curious about him, I mean I'd like to know the other fifty per cent of me. And then realised how lucky I was to be my mother's son, so I could say goodbye to him for good. That's all for now, goodbye diary xxx Ares.'