Complete Me(ManxMan)√

CHAPTER 15 : Father? / I'm Sorry√

[ Carlos ]

"Well, now I see what the real problem is," my father muttered staring Antonio down. I was gapping at the younger woman sitting right beside him looking comfortable and happy.

"Joanna?" I questioned with shock and she smirked, twiddling her manicured fingers in my direction in greeting. "Dad, what is going on?" My eyes were wide as I stared at the man who took part in creating me. I wanted to keep calm, to remember that despite it all, this man was my father.

"Is that really how you want to start conversation? I thought I raises you to be more calm." He said blankly, his voice monotonous and bored.

"You didn't even raise me, you dung ball." I said trying not to show how nervous I was, especially for calling him a dung bell.

"That much is obvious. "He looked me up and down with distaste." Now, onto more pressing matters. What is your problem, exactly, besides the obvious vermin you were making out with." Anger boiled up in my body at his words and I wanted nothing more than to shove the couch up his ass. He may have been my father but that was not something I would stand for.

"You better get out of my house before I do something mama won't like." His eyes, just as blue as mine sparkled and he smirked. My jaw clenched the longer I looked at him.

"Still so much in love with that whore of a mother, I see. "I stepped forward only to be held back. I glared at my father.

"Don't you dare," I threatened as Antonio pulled me into his side and took the lead suddenly.

"If you would cut to the point, that would be very much appreciated, because I do not appreciate your presence in my boyfriends home." He spoke strongly, with so much authority that even I shrinked away.

"Phillip," my father stated standing strongly, "I want to know why the hell that disgusting boy threw away such a glorious deal for his brother." It then dawned on me, I only wondered what had taken him so long. I looked him dead in the eye and narrowed my eyes at him. "He would have had the deal in the bag, but no, you wanted to be a brat and break it off with Phillip. Selfish bastard." He seethed, folding his arms over his chest.

"I always knew you didn't care, I should have known that's why you wanted me with Phillip so badly when he told me about that deal for Jared." I sighed feeling exhausted." Take your whore and get out of my house, dad, and when i say I never want to see you, I mean it. I am not Jared, I won't just forgive every mistake you make." I pulled Antonio by his arm, leading him upstairs, determined not to witness him leave. Unwanted guests needed to learn to keep their distance.

I entered the room just as the downstairs door slammed shut. I fell onto my bed with my eyes closed, emotionally, I was drained, I had never thought I'd see the man again, he had been the one to abandon my family, claim he wanted nothing to do with us. I always blamed myself, because I used to believe it was about me being gay and how he didn't like that. I should have known better. I remember how he had been dead set on how Jared, my older brother, was his only son. He gave him the large company and used to tell me it was because I was gay. Now I just know he was just evil.

I groaned as Antonio laid flat on top of me. I felt as he began planting small kisses around my face.

"Relax, he's gone," he whispered to me, he nibbled on my earlobe and I pushed him away, not really in the mood, he wouldn't budge.

"Antonio, please, not now." I pleaded and he blew into my skin and I laughed. "No," I whined and he only chuckled, wrapping his arms around me and rolling us over so that I lay on his chest.

"I know. "He whispered while running his hand up and down my back soothingly. I buried my face in his neck, suddenly too tired and hoping to stop thinking about my father." So, whose Joanna? "He asked after a period of silence. I hesitated.