Drunken DMs

Chapter 22

Leah

"What are you guys doing here? It's not even eleven o'clock, and you can't just show up unannounced," I asked
"We can do what we want, Leah. We are your parents," the bitch said
"Well you know for starters I don't like having people over unannounced!"
"And clearly we know why," she scoffed, "this behaviour is not right for a twenty three year old. I knew that band would be a bad influence on you. And don't even get me started on this boy you have here,"
"Excuse me?" Michael spoke up for the first time since they arrived, "what did you just say about me and my band?"
"Go and get dressed, Leah," dad told me, "we'll continue this conversation then,"
"Alright," I nodded and headed towards my bedroom; grabbing Michael's hand
"And where do you think you're going?" Kaye asked Michael
"To get dressed," I answered for him
"I think it's best that you leave once you're dressed,"
"I don't think so, Kaye," I spat, "anything you say to me you can say to Michael,"

Once in my room, I closed my door, "you know, I can leave and come back later," he said
"Don't worry about it, they should know not to come over like this,"
"I know," he said, "but it's probably better I do leave,"
"It's up to you," I told him, "I'd rather have you here though,"
"If you want me to stay I'll stay," he smiled, bending down and giving me a quick peck on the lips.

We quickly got changed and exited my room, "I suppose we won't be seeing you again, Mr?" Kaye said to Michael rather rudely
"It's Michael, Kaye," I told her
"Not like it matters," she brushed off, "now I'd appreciate it if you left, so we can talk to our daughter,"
"He's not leaving," I told her, my tone firm, "and Kaye, need I remind you, I'm not your daughter,"
"You have a really bad attitude, young lady,"
"That's just towards you," I spat, "what do you want anyway?"
"We came to see you, we haven't seen you in over a week,"
"There's a reason for that," I told them
"Because of this scum, here?" Kaye questioned
"Excuse me? What the fuck did you just call him?"
"Have you looked at him Leah?" She asked
"Yeah I have! You might wanna look in the mirror at who you're calling scum Kaye,"
"You can't speak to me like that, David, do something," she said to my dad
"Leah, what's gotten into you, darl?" Dad asked, "we ran into Georgia and she said you two weren't friends anymore, does this boy," he pointed to Michael, "have anything to do with that?"
"Dad," I groaned, "Georgia and I aren't friends anymore, because she's a selfish cow that uses people when she needs them," I explained, "and no! Michael does not have anything to do with it,"
"But Georgia said..." Kaye began to speak, but I cut her off
"Georgia said what, huh?"
"She said that everything was fine and normal between you two until she called yesterday and she offered to take you to stalk that band you like..." I cut her off again
"Okay, you wanna fucking know what happened?" I asked, "Michael, heard the whole thing, she called me because her and Jake had a fight. Then she offered to take me to stalk Michael," I laughed, "are you guys that fucking blind that you don't even realise that the guy she was talking about is in the same room as you?" I asked, "but that's besides the point. Georgia and I haven't been okay in months, we only talk when she needs to talk about something, we only hang out when she has nothing to do, and honestly I'm fucking sick of it,"
"Leah, watch your language," Kaye warned me,
"Whatever," I scoffed, "now please show yourself out,"
"Leah," she warned me again
"Dad," I turned to speak to my dad, who as per usual in my fights with his wife, stayed quiet, "please take the woman you married and exit my apartment," dad nodded and then they left, but not with out dad saying a few words
"We just want you to be happy darl," he said
"By happy do you mean absolutely miserable?" I asked, "because until Michael came along that's what I was, and you know what fucking sucks?" I could feel the tears falling, "what sucks is that no one even noticed or asked why I'd been happy lately, all you could fucking say was stop living in a fucking fantasy world," I took a breathe, and felt Michael wrap an arm around my shoulder, "it's like you don't even care about me, you couldn't see how miserable my friendship with Georgia was, and you couldn't even tell that I'd snapped out, so don't you even dare say you want me to be happy, because if you did, you would have noticed all these things,"

Shortly after my parents left I broke down in Michael's arms, "shhh, baby, it's okay, I'm here," he said in to my hair, "I'm not going anywhere,"
"I know," I couldn't stop the tears from falling anymore. I hadn't broken down in front of anyone in the longest time, and I honestly never planned on it happening again. I built my walls up so fucking high, so that I wouldn't get hurt again. I never would have guessed that Michael Clifford would be the one there at the end to comfort me.