Leave it to Me (Mavin)

Chapter Twenty-Two: Porn Star

Don't ask how I knew it was my dad. I just had a wavering feeling that it was defiantly him.
All my life, I had struggled for his approval. For his love and acceptance. I could barely remember the time that he was actually a good to father to me.
After mom died, he had taken to drinking, drugs, and smoking. I had been forced to learn how to do things on my own at the age of ten. I had also been forced to take care of my sister, to show her that life would eventually get better. I remembered the many beatings I took for her. Every hit, burn, punch, and tackle I took for her. From the ages of ten to eighteen. I knew I had started fighting back when I was thirteen. That's when things got worse.
The realization I had when I realized that dad was never gonna change his attics, was an incredibly hard day. I was eighteen, and just out of high school. My sister was thirteen. I remembered just telling her to pack everything she had, driving her to our grandparents house, and leaving her there. I got us out. That's all I thought at the time.
I was fortunate enough to have had a job offer by none other than Burnie Burns and Geoff Ramsey. I remembered kinda abandoning the email for quite some time before finally looking through it and realizing it was my ticket to freedom. To a better life. I had gone all the way to Austin for that job. And it turned out it was a much better decision than I had thought at the time.
A little while after that, I realized I had basically lost all contact with my sister. She refused to speak to me every time I called my grandparents, no matter how much I begged. A year of that and I had simply stopped trying. The last thing I told my grandparents to tell her was something I had always hoped got through her head.

I know you hate me. I know you probably never want to hear from me again. I know you hope I will go die in a hole. But just listen to this, okay? I love you. I didn't want to leave you, but I had no choice. I couldn't take you to Austin, and I'm sorry. But no matter how much you push me away, I'm always gonna be your Mickel. Remember when you used to call me that? You could never say my name right... Anyway, please know that I'll always love you. You're always free to call me, or message me, or hell, even see me. Please... Take care of yourself. Don't do anything stupid. I love you, Mickey. Don't ever forget that.

I walked into the building, Gavin on my back. He had thought it would be cute for me to give him a piggy back ride into the building so me, being the sweet boyfriend I was, did.
Gavin giggled and playfully kicked my side, urging me to go faster. I rolled my eyes and started jogging slightly, making Gavin squeal in delight. I smiled at that, even if he was hurting my back.
I heard some of the interns burst into laughter, so I stopped and let Gavin slide off me. He gripped my hand and swung them back and forth childishly while I went to see what the interns were laughing at.
Three guys, two girls. The two girls being Barbara and Meg. The moment the two saw Gavin they smiled and gave him a tight little hug. I walked over to the boys to see what they were laughing about.
The moment they saw me they quickly shut the laptop and gave me nervous smiles.
"What are you guys laughing about?" I asked them.
"N-nothing, Mr. Jones. Nothing at all," One of them said.
Strange... Nobody called me Mr. Jones.
"Why aren't you calling me Michael then?" I asked them.
They lost it after that. They started bursting into laughter, making my cheeks heat up. Gavin looked over at them, noticing my embarrassment and anger at the three boys.
"If you don't fucking tell me what's so funny, I swear you'll all have broken noses in the next five seconds," I growled at them, my accent peeking out of my voice. Gavin rested a comforting hand on my shoulder, urging me to calm down.
"Michael, your sisters name wouldn't be Michelle... Would it?" One of the boys asked.
"It is. Why?" I asked. They all held back laughter.
"Do you realize she's a porn star now?" One of them burst out.
My heart dropped at that.
A... Porn star? No... She couldn't be. She was good. She wouldn't ever do something as repulsing as that.
"How do you even know that?" I growled, feeling my cheeks light up again.
"Cause... She starred in a new movie," One of the boys muttered quietly.
"You... You watched it, didn't you?" I growled.
"Well... Yeah. But hey, we found your little sister for you!" One of the other boys muttered.
They started laughing again. And for some odd reason, I felt like they were laughing at me. I shook my head and stormed off, feeling so angry that I felt tears begin to prick my eyes.
But that wasn't the biggest problem.
My sister was a fucking porn star.

Gavin's POV:

I chased after Michael. I never knew he had a sister, let alone she was a porn star. And from Michael's reaction, I doubted he knew either. That must've sucked for him. Realizing his sister was in a terrible line of business.
I found Michael sitting outside on the picnic table, gazing out at the field next to the building. I noticed tears streaming down his face and I instantly felt protective towards him.
"Mi-cool? Are you alright?" I asked tentatively.
"Don't come near. Please. I'm not exactly stable at the moment," Michael growled at me. From his tone of voice, I knew I needed to back off. I held my hands up and waited for him to cool down a bit before slowly approaching him.
He wiped the tears from his face and sighed heavily. I came closer to him and put my hands on his knees. I felt him place his hands on my shoulders and squeeze them gently.
"You didn't know, did you?" I asked gently. Michael shook his head.
"How could I? I don't watch porn on a regular basis like some people," Michael muttered. I smirked when he said regular basis.
"So, you admit to watching it?" I asked gently, snickering a little.
"Oh shut up, Gav. Like you've never watched it," He said. I shrugged. He was right about that.
"Well, why don't you come inside? I got after the boys for doing that you know," I winked.
"You 'got after them'? Or, like, told them to shut up and ran," Michael giggled.
"Shut up," I mumbled.
"Like that!" Michael laughed even harder. I punched him gently in the arm and he smiled at me.
"You're the only one that can make me laugh in a shitty situation. You know that, right?" Michael asked.
"I tend to remember from time to time," I purred.
Michael smirked before pressing his lips sweetly against mine. I smiled and wrapped my arms gently around his neck while he placed his hands on my hips. He pulled me a little closer and urged me to let him slide his tongue into my mouth. I let him, and our tongues fought for dominance before he pulled away for air.
"I love you, Gav. Don't ever forgot that. Please," Michael said and, for some reason, I felt like it had a lot more meaning to him than it should've.
"I won't. I love you too, Michael," I told him, just as seriously before pulling him back down for another long sweet kiss.
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