Bullied Little Hipster

Chapter 26: Why Are You Here?

~Sollux's POV~

Ah, it's been a relaxing few weeks. I haven't been feeling any pain from the bullet wound, which is a relief. Eridan has been a mother hen, but I didn't really mind it.

Friends and family have been visiting me to make sure that I was doing well. They told me that I shouldn't do something so stupid ever again, even Mituna and Cronus punched me in the arm scolding me before Eridan told them to, and I quote, 'Quit botherin him, you ninnies. He doesn't need anyone aggravvatin him!' Those two were scared witless when he did that.

Right now I'm just chillaxing on Eridan's couch. Eridan went out to buy groceries, so I'm stuck here without someone to cuddle. Damn it the struggle. I lied there staring at the ceiling for who knows how long when the doorbell rang. Now I know this isn't someone I know because none our friends, they would call before coming over, so naturally I was curious.

With some difficulty I got up off the couch and went to answer the door. When I opened the door I thought I met a future version of Cronus, but some differences between this guy and Cronus is the fact that this man had a hard, stony look in his eyes.

He had two scars that stretched across his face making him seem more intimidating, his stormy gray eyes not helping the situation. He was built, not body builder built, but not lean like a swimmer either, he was in the middle. He had black hair streaked with gray showing his age, which seemed to be mid-40s. He also had a scowl upon his face.

"Uh...may I help you thir?" I asked hesitantly. The man's eyes narrowed as he looked down at me, making me feel meager and pathetic.

His gruff voice which was laced with an accent, Scottish maybe, spoke, "Yes, you may. Is there someone by the name of Eridan here?"

"No, he went to the thtore, but he thould be back any minute now."

"Really? Well then I'll just wait." He just pushed me aside and sauntered into the apartment. I looked at his back with the biggest 'WTF' look on my face. Who did this guy think he was, just walking into Eridan's apartment like that?

Oblivious to my internal rage, the man sat down in a chair, looking around the room. He sneered at the decor and grumbled to himself, I only caught him saying, "What despicable taste... Eridan has better standards than this..." How dare this man criticize Eridan's taste in decoration. This isn't his house, so why does he care? I'm starting to get a hunch on who this guy was, but I'll save my judgment for when Eridan comes back.

"How long must I wait?" The man snarled and I frowned at him.

"Well ED was going to get thtuff for me." It was then I knew I made a mistake saying those words. The man's mouth slowly morphed into a sneer.

"He's getting stuff for you?" You could practically hear the disbelief lacing his tone. "Why would he be buying you stuff? You don't seem to be disabled, so why I'd he getting stuff for you?"

"Uh... well... I wath thot about a month back and the doctorth thaid that I thouldn't do any threnous activity. Tho ED ith helping me out, bethideth why do you theem tho offended?" I shot back at him.

Before he could answer, however, the door clicked signaling that Eridan came back from the store. Finally!

"Hey Sol, I'm back and I havve your...stuff...." His voice trailed off as he was staring at the older man. He dropped the groceries and was shaking. At first I thought Eridan was scared of him, but he was shaking out of anger. I could see pure anger and hatred directed at the older male. What did he do to deserve Eridan's wrath?

"Eridan." The man said, his eyes narrowed at Eridan.

"Why are you here...Father?" Eridan growled out through gritted teeth.

Well shit.