"Why are you calling me?" I say my voice shaking as I spoke.
"I thought I'd call since your birthday is in a few days." He said.
"Michael! Who's on the phone!" My mom yelled from the kitchen.
"It's no one!" I called back running up to my room.
I slammed my door and threw myself on my bed. "Tell me why you really called me." I said. "Cause I know you didn't call me about my fucking birthday."
"Michael, come to New York to stay for a few days. You could bring Emily with you too." He said.
I sat up in my bed. "Dad-"
"You don't how to come but I'd love if you did."
I shook my head. "I can't. I just can't." I said hanging up. I threw the phone across the room. I pulled my legs up to my chest as tears formed in my eyes.
I then heard someone knock on my door. I shook my head. "G-go a-way." I stuttered through the tears.
"Michael, what's wrong?" Emily opened my bedroom door.
"Get out." I said wiping the tears from my eyes.
"What happened?" She asked me pulling me into a hug.
I hugged her back and cried into her neck. "I don't know what to do."
"Tell me." She insisted.
I pulled away and wiped my eyes. "Dad called me."
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Emily looked at me confused. "He wants you, I mean us, to go to New York for a week?"
I looked down. "Yeah, that's basically what he said." I sighed. "I never got the chance to say yes or no because I was too scared to say anything."
"Michael, what do you want to do?" She asked.
"I don't know!" I said running my hands through my hair. "I know if I ask mom she'll say no. I just don't know." I broke down in tears and fell to my knees.
Emily rushed to my side and pulled me into another hug. I could feel her tears on my neck. "You do what you think we should do."
I pushed her away. "I need to leave." I said standing up and walking to the door.
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"Michael!" My mom called. "Where are you going?"
"I'm going to Violet's!" I called back.
"Be back for dinner." She yelled as I slammed the door.
As I walked over to Violet's house I saw Jake's car pull into the driveway. I then sprinted towards her house.
"Violet!" I called banging on her door.
I looked ball and forth between her door and the driveway of my house.
"Violet please!" I said again. Then the door opened.
"Michael," she said looking at me. "Are you crying?"
"Violet I need you." I said.
"Come in." She said as I stepped in. "You know where my room is just go up and I'll be there in a second."
I nodded and walked slowly up the stairs to her room. As I walked in I saw that the shade was open and I could see Emily sitting in my room at my desk. She looked down at a picture and smiled. I could tell the picture was of us when we were actually a real family.
"Tell me what's wrong." Violet said as she closed her door behind her.
"My dad." I say looking down and shutting the blinds.
"You mean your real dad?" She said looking at me.
I nodded. "He called me today."
She smiled. "Isn't that a good thing?"
I shrugged. "Depends. He wished me a happy birthday a few days too early and he asked me to come see him in New York."
She took my hands. "Let me guess you don't want to go to New York and see him."
"You know me too well." I say laughing slightly.
"Why don't you just go and see him." She said.
"I can't that's the thing. My mom hates him, Jake hates him, my dad's wife hates me, and everyone in my dad's family hates me."
She placed one of her hands on my face. "What do you think you should do?"
I looked down. "Go see him but I know I can't my mom won't let me. And I don't want him to know what Jake does to me."
Violet pulled me into a hug. I winced as she wrapped her arms around my ribs. She pulled away with a scared look.
"What did I do?" She said concerned.
I lied back in her bed and lifted the side of my shirt to expose the bruises. "Just these."
She gently reached her hand out and placed it on my side. Then she lied down next to me.
"I'd never hurt you Michael. Ever."
Note: Why are they already relationship goals?
Sorry that this was short but I tried to make it as good as possible.
Question for you guys: do you think Michael should got to New York or not? Tell me what you think he'll decide.
Hope you enjoyed.
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Losers// m.c.
Fanfiction"Look at us. Two losers lying in bed together, we didn't even have sex or kiss each other." © 2015 @thefault_in_5sos
