Too Late | m.c [completed]

Chapter 16-The Dad

New message from Hanna

Hanna: my dad wants to invite you over for dinner tonight. be there for 5 p.m. :)

"Luke!" I yell and wait for a response. Seconds later he busts through the door with food in his hands and a confused face. "You called?"

"Yeah, um...I need your help" he placed his things on his bed and sat beside me on the other bean bag chair. "What can I assist you in tonight?" he crossed his arms over his chest. "I have to go to my house for clothes...I'm having dinner with Hanna and her dad" I inform him, receiving an eyebrow wiggle.

"I got your back, man" Luke patted my back and got up. "Come on" he said to me as he reached the door. I got up and followed him downstairs. I had no clue where we were going. But then we reached his dads office.

Luke knocked before he barged in. "Hey, dad can you help us with something?"

His dad looked up with a genuine smile and nodded his head for Luke to go on. "Michael here needs to get a few things from his lovely home but there's one thing blocking us from doing so" he said, looked back at me and looked back to his dad that looked beyond confused. "And what might that be?" he raised an eyebrow. He does that all the time.

"His dad....is a bad man" Luke coughed and walked out. I followed and soon his dad came out as well. "Come on" his dad huffed and walked past us. We then followed him into the garage and into the car.

After crawling into the backseat, Luke immediatly blasted My Chemical Romance even though we're only like 5 minutes from my house and only room for maybe one song and the beginning of another.

We finally reached the house and I felt this pain inside of me, telling me not to go in. But I did anyways with Luke and his father behind me.

I'm a little jealous that Luke has a father that supports him. My dad just recently became this way but when I did have a decent father, he would always be pissed or yelling at my mother.

I walked inside the house. It felt foreign to me, like I was on an exotic island.

"D-Dad?" I ask with a stutter. "What the hell are you doing here?!" he snapped from an unknown room. But I'm guessing he's in the kitchen getting drunk.

I didn't bother to find him but he found me before I could reach the stairs. "I asked you a question!" he yelled at me. I took a step back from him and Luke's dad stepped up next to me. "You think you can be saved by your friends dad? Really? Ha!" he laughed and laughed. "Michael, go get whatever you need" I ran up the stairs with Luke on my tail.

I shut the door and locked it when I reached my room.

I then turned to my closet like nothing happened and started to try and find my tuxedo from last years dance.

"Are you o-okay?" Luke asks with a stutter. "I'm fine" I stammer. I finally find the tux and grab some shoes with it-my converse.

Luke and I exited the room and raced down the stairs. "Why do you have that with you? Going on a date? Oh wait, what am I thinking?! Nobody would want to go out with a pathetic nobody!" he spat.

All of my anger inside of me boiled up and I finally let everything out for once. "I'm going to have dinner with my girlfriend and her father! Stop being so hurtful! I'm not scared of you anymore!"

Surprisingly, he backed down and didn't say anything else.

Mr. Hemmings advised us to leave and so we did.

When we got back to the house, I thanked them for coming with me and for defending me.

I got changed quickly, seeing it was already 4:45 p.m. Then I ruffled my hair so it would look decent, laced up my converse and raced out the door.

At Hanna's, I knocked on the door and not even a second later she opened the door. She engulfed me into a hug and led me inside. "Hello, Mr. Monteiro" I say with a smile. "Hello, Michael. Nice to see you again" he smiled back.

Hanna led me to the table with a worried look. I sat at one end and she sat next to me on the side. Before I can say anything to her and question if she's okay, her dad came in and sat across from me on the other side. "So how are you?" he asked. "I'm doing okay...and you?"

"I'm doing grand. Shall we?" he motioned towards the food and we all started to eat.

"So...I heard about your father. I'm so sorry to hear that" he said in between bites. "It's fine" I shake it off and glance towards Hanna. She seems not to be paying attention and stared off at her food and picked at it with her fork.

"Your father was a horrible person but still sad to hear about it" Hanna looked up at her dad and glared. "Dad" she said with a warning tone. "Hanna, it's fine" I smile assuringly at her. She ignored it and stared back down at her food.

"Better listen to the son of a psychopath, Hanna" her father said. She snapped her head at him. "Dad!"

I just laughed it off like it was nothing. "Michael..let me get to the point. I don't want you to see my daughter anymore. You could be like your own father for all I know" he said sternly. I look down at my lap and all I wanted to do was cry. But I didn't. "Excuse me?" I asked.

"So you had this dinner just to tell him that?!" Hanna stands up, her chair falling. "Sit back down young lady" he orders but she didn't. Instead, she grabbed my hand and walked us out of that house.

"I'm sorry about my dad" she says as we walk. "It's fine, Hanna. I was fine. I actually agreed with your dad" I shrugged. "About not seeing me?" she stopped in her tracks with a horrified look. "No. About being the son of a pyschopath" I continue to walk. She continues again after a second.

"Let's go to Luke's" I suggest.

We did and I regretted it.

Luke's window was smashed and we saw the cause of it when we arrived to his room. He was on the floor sniffling and held onto the brick that broke his window. Luke didn't say anything to me. All he could do was hand me the brick. And it had writing on it with chalk, I'm guessing since it's white. It said, "I warned you"

"Let me see that" so I handed it to Hanna and she flipped it over. She gasped and dropped it. I picked it up and saw more writing on the back.

-Ashton